(⚠️⚠️⚠️IF YOU ARE UNCOMFORTABLE WITH R@PE, SEXUAL HARASSMENT, SEX, SWEARING, GORE, VIOLENCE, SENSITIVE TOPICS THAT MAY OR MAY NOT TRIGGER YOU THEN DO NOT READ THIS STORY. THIS IS YOUR OFFICIAL WARNING. HEED MY WORDS AND DO NOT CONTINUE READING IF YOU ARE UNCOMFORTABLE WITH ANYTHING LISTED ABOVE AND MORE.⚠️⚠️⚠️)

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"Tell me, (Y/n)..." Offender's voice echoed throughout his bedroom. My wrists tied behind my back and my eyes blindfolded. Heavy pants were leaving my lips as my body sat naked and sweaty. His scent had filled the room, making me shift uncomfortably. "Do you want me?"

"No..." I answer in a breath. A pressure applied to my clit made my choke out a moan, a gentle rubbing making me whimper. I groan in disgust for myself, for him. I loved him and he takes me. He ties me up here and expects me to beg for him.

It disgusts me to admit it, but I love his touch, I love his smile. I crave him in the middle of the night when he's gone, I crave him in the mornings when he's fast asleep. My desire is overpowered by my dignity. The day he lets me free of my ropes and shows me that he truly wants me, I will give into him. But today is not that day.

"Then why moan? Why tell yourself that you love me but don't want me?" Offender growled, getting upset, his fingers slipping inside of my abused core. A loud gasp escaped my lips and a satisfied purr left his.

"Because you've imprisoned me as a toy and not a lover." I growl back. Then I heard him pause, his fingers frozen. He suddenly began to chuckle and it slowly turned into laughter.

"I do love you my dear, but i know you'll try to run away the moment I untie you. So you'll never escape, my love."