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I want a ive me exactly what I want: a man who can violate and defile me, but at the same time, he'll want to cherish and worship me I want a man who's the perfect blend of brute force and tender sensuality, and wouldn't it be so lovely if he also happens to look likeMr Sinister?

The sudden intrusion of his naasp

Oh my God!

I can't believe I've let myself think about sex and Mr Sinister in theroom, but even worse than that is the desire that's already causing le I squirm and take deep breaths, but it's no use

I need to touch myself, but before I can do that—-

I knock on Father's door, and I'm surprised but relieved when I find him already in bed I never touch myself when Father's awake, and I don't think I ever could It's just too strange, even for a dirty-irl like me

An icy draft strikes my face as I enter my bedroom Father must have left theopen, and I quickly lean forward to pull it shut My panties are soaking wet already, but there is no way I' to touch myself until I'm completely sure of my privacy You can never be sure these days—-

What was that?

I think I just saw so move in the shadows, and I whirl around, heart in my throat

Please don't be a rat, please don't be a rat—-

A ht, and the first thing I see is-—

Blue

Even when my assailant is dressed entirely in black, and a skihis face, I know I can't be ht of it makes me want to cry

"You?"

I can't believe it's him, but at the same time, who else can it be but him?

I spin around and lunge for the door, but of course he's too fast Bad guys like him are always too fast, and terror rips intomy flesh

No, no, no!

But already I can feel ——

No, God, no

As I start to lose consciousness, I barely catch the words he murmurs under his breath—-

If only you had coly

Tears slip down my cheeks

I had wondered earlier what Mr Sinister was saying sorry forand now I know

The Cage

I wake up with a screaed in my throat My lips pry open, but even as panic squeezes my chest, and I start to palpitate—-

Nothing happens