This short story is EVERYTHING you expect from Yolanda and more. It is dark and gritty, diving into the depths of sexual macabre in a way that will make you question your own sanity. How can something so disturbing be so hot? I love the control George has over the entire situation with Duran. She is deranged in her own right and her obsession with Duran just unleashes her crazy fury. Yolanda always does such an amazing job of painting these grim, underground worlds where death and sexual desires mix and I love her for it!
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But him … I want him. I need him. I want to be his to use once and destroy.
“Dirty little girl,” he snarls as he reaches down for me and roughly pushes me onto the couch. He brings up the back of the robe, forces me onto my knees, and lays the belt across my bare ass.
“You apparently need to learn some manners,” he growls as he prepares to fuck me again. I want him to more than I want to get out of here alive, but I won’t let him have me again because he doesn’t deserve the sensations that using my body provides for him.
I've never had a good life and I try not to let that define me.
The days are long, and the nights even longer, but there's hope now.
I've watched him show me the promise of something better. I've seen that glory can be found in the hands of a stranger, and I know that it will all be okay eventually.
I have to get him to notice me—to realize that I'm more than just a shadow lurking outside of his home.
That I deserve this as much as I need it.
He'll help me.
I'll just have to be brave enough to knock on his door and ask.