Missing you // Dilmer fanfic

Missing you // Dilmer fanfic

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The door of the room slammed open and two men's walked into the room, one of them walked to a corner and turned on the light. She couldn't see anything for a few seconds cause the light blinded her. When she could see again she saw a room with a chair she tried to move but her hands and feeds were tied on the bed that she was laying on. She started to cry and scream for help SOMEBODY HELP ME PLEASE! HELP one of the men's walked to her and hit her cheek. "Nobody's gonna hear you, you stupid bitch." Please let me go tears were falling down her face.
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"Come here, my little one." "Yes, Mistress." I took the chain of her collar again and tugged it. She sat up. "On all fours." She placed her hands on the ground, walking on her knees with me to a place where there was more room. I could see the wonderful wounds I had created on her back. They must've stung still. I stopped walking and tugged her collar again. She quickly sat down on her knees, still with her hands on the ground. The smile stayed on my face when I could see those drowsy eyes looking at me desperately. "Praise me." I demanded. She quickly bent to the ground. "I love you.. You're the best thing that ever happened to me. All I can think of is you, all the time. I didn't know what to do with my life until I met you, Mistress. I don't deserve you. I deserve nothing. I am nothing. You may treat me however you want. You may hurt me, just for your pleasure. You may do anything, just because you feel like it." "Go on." "...I love you. I'm obsessed with you. You're all that is on my mind. Sometimes I just want to.. look you up, just to see you. I have." "What do you mean?" "It's nothing, Mistress." I quickly pulled up her chin. "That's not what I asked." "I.. I try to see if you're home when I walk past your house." I looked shocked at her. I quickly pushed her over. "You what?! Have you never heard of privacy?" Selena let herself fall to her side, covering her head. She was genuinely scared. I clenched my fingers around the handle of the cane, but then let it slip it out of my hands. The sounds of wood crashing against a wooden floor sounded through the room. Selena startled, looking at the cane. She quickly got up on her knees again, placing her forehead on the ground. "I'm sorry. I'm so sorry. I'm not doing it again, ever. You deserve privacy. You do." THIS BOOK IS MEANT FOR 18+ READERS. DO NOT REENACT OR PARTICIPATE IN THESE SORTS OF ACTIVITIES IF UNDER 18, TOO INEXPERIENCED, UNKNOWN TO THE COMMUNITY AND GENERAL RULES. (PM me if you need advice.)

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