







I have been on display for the humans as long as I can remember. I'm nothing but a trained seal, a show pony. Something to "ooh" and "ahh" at by young and old their hands and faces pressed against the glass of my prison. I follow every order. I obey every command. I have to, though I resent his control over my life with every fiber of my being. If I disobey, if I become too much of a problem, he may give me exactly what I wish for. He may let me return. -This story has depictions of violence, depression, panic attacks, gore. Please read at your own discretion- Highest rankings thanks to all of you wonderful readers! : #5 in "Mermaid" #17 in "Sirens"
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