I had walked that road hundreds of time. It was quiet, deserted, not a soul to be seen. That was why I liked it. It gave me that moment of calm after class where I could reflect on what I'd achieved. My life was a mess, I was miserable in a dead end job I'd persevered for years, hoping they'd finally let me capture that carrot and advance. I prayed they'd see my worth. but prayers often fell on deaf ears. Little did I know my life was about to change. The street I so often walked was no longer safe, and the world I would be drawn into was something harboured in my darkest fantasies. He snatched me from the street, from my life of desperation and depression. I am his now, his toy, his to do with as he pleases. Is it so bad I wish these moments could last forever? *Reader warning. This is a CNC (consent non Consent) themed booked. If you don't enjoy books of this nature, then this is not for you.
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