Sick and Twisted

(ManxMan)
He doesn't like when I smile at others. He doesn't like when I cut my hair. He doesn't like when I go out alone. He doesn't like when I'm with anyone but him. He said I can't leave his side...ever. This is what I always wanted...isn't it?

Gabriel didn't know what he was getting himself into. His mind belonged somewhere far, where reality and fantasy were one in the same. Unfortunately, that is what clouded his judgment. His muse was his master. His blood was his pleasure. His humiliation is what he survived on and on his knees is where he belonged.