Page 11 of Morsel

“You’re mine now,” I say.

“What?”

“You’re mine. Whatever life you led before, it’s over. You don’t get to go back to normal. You betrayed me, Dolly. You abducted me. I trusted you, and you hurt me.”

“Oscar…”

“Take off all of your clothes.”

“What?”

“I don’t want you escaping,” I say. “And I don’t want you secretly calling for help. Take off your clothes.”

“But I…”

“Do it, or I call the cops.”

She juts her chin forward. For just a second, I think she’s going to tell me to go ahead and call the cops, but to her credit, she doesn’t.

Instead, she reaches for her top button, and she undoes it.

Then the next.

And the next.

And the next.

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Dolly

Am I really doing this?

Am I really undressing in front of my boss?

I want to argue. Every ounce of my body is threatening to rebel against what’s happening, but there’s another part of me that’s excited in a sick, twisted sort of way.

Oscar Shadowvale is about to see me naked for the very first time.

“This isn’t the way I thought this would happen,” I say. I lick my lips.

“Take off the clothes, Dolly.”

“I thought that the first time you saw me naked, it would be a consensual thing.”

“I’m waiting.”

“I figured you’d take me to dinner, maybe.”

He stares at me.

“I thought, you know, that maybe there would be something special between us,” I say, but I feel like I’m going to break.

“There’s nothing special between us.”

“Oh.” I stare at him.

“Dolly.”

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