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Angel Baby – Chapter Five – Restraint
My wrists itched. They weren’t sore, but sleeping in restraints made my skin a little bratty the morning after, which was fitting, I suppose. They just needed a little moisturiser, and they’d be fine, but my moisturiser was in my bag, in the living room and completely inaccessible to somebody who was unable to move…
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Angel Baby – Chapter Four – The Roast Dinner
The silver was cool against my skin. It was small and subtle. A simple chain, linked with a circle, that contained our little secret. Nobody would know. What they saw as a simple, sweet little necklace was a promise. It was devotion. It was a reminder to him that I would always be his, and…
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Angel Baby – Chapter Three – Penance
It would be the wooden ruler first. The softest option but still harsh in his hands. As I lay motionless on the bed, I remembered handing it to him for the first time, knowing exactly what he intended to do with it, but handing it over all the same. I handed myself over too. I…
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Angel Baby – Chapter Two: The Punishment Game
His typing was relentless. Beautiful blue eyes barely leaving the screen as he worked, the sounds of his fingers on the screen seemed not to distract him, so I decided I should do so instead. It’s a little game I like to play, where I promise at the beginning of the day that I will…
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Angel Baby – Chapter One – Morning Routine
It was six AM. The sunlight was peeking through the curtains as he slept beside me. His breath was heavy, melding with the birdsong outside to create my morning melody, and reluctantly, I rose from the soft sheets. Past the paintings on his walls and the rulers on his dresser, I reached the door, crossing…
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Sincerely, Jennifer x 