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In the years that he had still been under his irls online who, like Sara, had fantasies about being abducted and forced against their will Those were the girls his eted, and he had seen all of them break one by one within an hour

His Sara, however

If she had shown the s down, he would have returned her to her hoain He would have forced hiet her, or at least stay away

But she had survived

For now

Tomorroever, was another day

Toain, and he would keep fucking her up - destroy everything she thought was good and proper about herself and him - until she understood the vicious difference between him and her fantasies

He had never iined that he would find someone like her, and if she had said yes to him the first time he asked her to come away—-

He had proe for her and never show her his darkness

But she had said no

And it was how she had sealed her fate

In the days to come, for better or for worse, she would see the real him, and once she fully understood that it was aher—-

Only then they would know

If she would still choose to stay

The Finger

The first thing I see when I wake is a dreadfully familiar sticky note taped on the remote control on the bedside table

It simply says 'please watch', but that somehowon the bed, knees tucked under my chin while I stare at the wall-mounted monitor across me

Deep breaths, Sara, and then let's just do this

The video opens up this tie, dimly-lit warehouse I have to squint a bit before I canat, and my heart nearly skids to a stop

One guy is strapped to his chair while the other one is Mr Sinisterfroone

I stu closer to the monitor so I can see more clearly, and my chest squeezes painfully when I see that it really is him