There once was a time where we believed that God had created a man and woman to live together in harmony on Earth. We believed the woman created a grave sin by eating from the forbidden fruit the snake had dared trick her into consuming. What if that was just a lie we told to ourselves? What if the forbidden fruit wasn't an apple, what if the snake never existed? Perhaps the forbidden fruit we seek is much more than we perceive it to be, perhaps its our own desire. This is a Kyman story. A romance between the captive and his captor. Warning: This story contains sensitive topics such as rape, Stockholm syndrome, phycological torture, BDSM, blood, gore, violence of any kind, racism, confinement, nudity, sexual content, and much more. If you are sensitive to any of these topics I suggest you do not read this. Thank you for reading the description, if you have say "66910" in the comments. Thank you.