Chapter 12

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  "I WAS IN THE ROOM WITH A MAD MAN WHO WAS CONFESSING HIS ADORATION TO ME IN THE MOST FEARSOME MANOR I COULD THINK OF."


Guinevere POV

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Guinevere POV

I always ate facing the wall. The Storm Troopers would order me to stand with my legs spread and my palms against the rear wall as they slid my plate with four balls of pureed whatever through the small slot in the bars. Two of them were always green and two were always different shades of brown. I could only imagine some sort of vegetable and some sort of grain or meat, but most of the time they ended up mixed together on the floor of my cell because the troopers would push the food too hard and it would fall onto the floor. But when they were feeling generous, I would always grab my food and move to the very back of my cell, sit on the floor, and eat.

The man across from me would sleep all day long except for meal times, and after he was done inhaling his pureed balls he'd strip down to nothing, stare at me, and masturbate. It was the most degrading thing I've ever lived through. Breakfast, lunch, and dinner it was the same thing. I stopped crying about it after my 6th day behind bars. I asked the Troopers to make him stop, what he was doing was borderline sexual assault! All he did was bang his blaster against my bars, causing me to fall back onto the concrete. "Shut up and stay down bitch." He shouted, waking the man across from me up for him to start his antics once again.

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