Page 170 of Devil's Bargain

Baron looks amused. My mouth tastes of cum and regret.

“Think about what I said.”

As he turns to leave, I rush to my feet. “Where are you going?”

“Back home. My son has a football game.”

The mention of Rick feels like a slap to the face but not an enjoyable one. “Don’t leave me down here!”

“Enjoy your night, April.”

He ascends the stairs, and I run after him. “Please. Let me sleep in your bed, at least. Don’t leave me here in the dark!”

“A good girl would walk down the steps, strip naked, lie down on the cold concrete floor, and wait for her owner to come back to fuck her tight pussy.” He plays with a tangled tendril of my hair. “Are you a good girl, April?”

I swallow around a lump wedged in my throat. My only way out of here is to play along. I can’t escape if I’m locked in this cold, dark basement. “I am!” I walk back down the stairs and pull the tattered dress over my head. The cool air hits my hardening nipples.

He watches me lie down on my side and use my dress as a pillow. I’m too cold to sleep.

“Good girl!” It’s clear by the tone in his voice that I’ve pleased him. “I’ll be back in the morning.”

The room descends into darkness.

Silence.

The first tear falls as my new friend, Self-hatred, wraps me up in a blanket of shame. She brushes my hair off my forehead and whispers, “This is the only thing you’re good for. No one loves you. You’re a slut. Nothing but a worthless little whore!”

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