Friday Picture Show Week 29

“Let me see, pet.”

Trembling, she treads into the bright room. Careful not to look beyond the path of her toes along the carpet, she only sees His polished shoes before she turns and kneels.

“Pull your hair back.”

She lifts the silky waves over her shoulder. He makes a noise of disapproval, her blood running cold at the sound.

“Such perfect skin. It’s unfortunate you make me spoil it.” He traces a finger against the raw line of new ink. “That’s forty-two times you’ve disobeyed me now, pet.”

She winces, praying she will find the strength to leave Him.

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