#Perdita

When, at last, it seemed that they had finished with me, they simply left me as I lay, a trembling, frightened, broken doll; naked, hurting and marked. Bruised, torn, stained and streaked with the drying traces of the uncountable violations, excesses and cruelties which had been enacted upon me; upon my body; upon my psyche. [Read More]

Estimated reading time: 12 minutes; 2600 words

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All I knew was that there would be three of them, and that he wanted to show me off—I want them to drool, he said. Would I make sure of that for him? [Read More]

Estimated reading time: 12 minutes; 2500 words

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Something in me wanted to live up to the image, and was more than obedient, but actively complicit, in trying to walk well, to live up to the mirror image as she allowed the chauffeur to hand her from the limousine, as she walked into the chic and exclusive restaurant she was to have lunch in with her debaucher, with her abuser-in-chief, with the de-facto owner of her life, since she had not had the strength to end herself in the night. [Read More]

Estimated reading time: 11 minutes; 2300 words

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