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my voice

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LETTURE 156
Voti 22
Parti 12
Tempo 51m

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I had envisioned what my life would be like. I had painted a beautiful picture in my mind, but my father came along and dumped black paint all over it. Broke my heart and my spirit in the process!Tutti i diritti riservati

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"Please dont do this, I don't want it. Please." I plead with him but it's no use. He walks over to me and slams his hand on the wall next to my head, making me jump. "Turn around." He speaks slowly in a low tone. I don't move out of fear and stare at him. "NOW!" I jump and slowly turn around. I feel him move my hair to the side and puts it on. He turns me back around, smiling. "Now, that wasn't so bad." He pauses staring at me. "Make sure you never take this off. Do you understand? Never." He says in a commanding tone, looking into my eyes. I nod silently, he stares at me and gently kisses my cheek. "I will be back for you later." He turns and leaves the room. Once I'm sure he is gone, I go to the mirror. I look at my neck and see it... A leather collar with his name inscripted on it . Damien ***** If you think this is a happy story, it's not so beware. This story includes dark love with obsession and an extreme possessive dominant male.

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My Body, His Canvas

My body was the canvas he'd paint with his love bites and my heart was the glass bottle he'd empty then throw against the walls so it could shatter and break into a million bits. My mind was the one part of me still holding on to the thought that perhaps there was some good left in him and that all I had to do was wait until he'd reveal that good in him to me. But then he never did...