Bruises and Bitemarks
he one who wasn't scared enough to pass me to anyone else yet. It's all just question of time, but it is somehow fun, watching him try
l, he refuses to use anything, that would help him walk... somewhere in my heart, I really look up
he is the only one with that kind of high-heels in the whole building. She has nice, fresh smell, but her skin makes her look
boo-
l, just by the sound of their footsteps. But this time, I had no
ime they touched the ground. It reminded me of a policem
tly because I was trying to close my mouth after my jaw dropped to the floor, from the sight of
t out?all?on your own."?he smiled at my comment... G
He might have been, but he
y with a few childish answers, yo
ne so badly, that you imagined it o
ne, his calmness was disturbin
estless smile. He didn't answer right away, just made me witness ho
he really wasn'
ighs and neck, and fixated on my eyes. He just checked me out, and he didn't even try to hide it... what the f
ou woul
he has a hard time keeping his eyes off my chains... didn't they tell h
hing mental in him. Something that told me that behind that white lab coat, and pretty sharp jawline, there is something dangerous
ge, even on your neck... " he wore a half-smile, as he led his stare up from my chained wrists t
a while, doesn't it?" he didn't seem surprised, he smiled as he
sterpiece, in the way that they are perfectly made
scar is a masterpiece? I did self-harm numerous times,
they realize I didn't attempt to suicide." I said like I would
suicidal?" - he asked calmly..so soft, but still strict
w." - I laughed
able. I see many reports of you, attacking one of
imal, and I'm deranged?" I smiled wi
prisingly honest about the fact that he sees through me. I almost
shortly "This is a prison, not a BDSM dungeon...
least I have a name... An identity." I knew he will try to talk about
rong girl, Sir." - I yawned lazily, placing my
for me if I say so. It's only a question of time and patience. " he stood up, as the anger, and the b
steps towards me, as I was sitting on the floor, with chained legs, arms, and neck. I could tell his eyes hid some kind of appetite, which somehow made me want any
aid not even giving a chance for me to look a