A.N. Thanks for all the reviews guys! On with the next three chapters.
Guest: This is a drabble, so the chapters are going to stay as 100 words. I appreciate that you'd like them to be longer but it was a deliberate choice, and it fits with the BTEYK, which was also a drabble.
Chapter Four.
Written by: Nicia
I dress quickly, brush my hair out and then hurry downstairs where I know Dimitri will be waiting. One deep breath, and then I can't delay the inevitable any longer and knock – Dimitri doesn't like to be kept waiting and his punishments are swift and harsh. "Come in, Roza."
I cringe at the nickname; it's not affectionate or cute, but makes me shudder in disgust every time it's used, and then enter the room.
His smile is benign, deceiving as he crooks a finger, his flies already undone, cock pulled out and almost fully erect.
"You know what I want."
Chapter Five.
Written by: Nicia
I breathe shallowly as I take Dimitri into my mouth, swallowing him deeply and repressing the urge to gag, exactly the way he likes.
My skin crawls as he brushes the hair out of my face, a crude imitation of a tender caress – there's nothing tender or loving about him and trying to pretend is useless.
This humiliation is so that I don't try to run away again, or to kill myself, again, to escape in any way possible.
He does it to show me he has complete control, and that no matter where I am, he can find me.
Chapter Six.
Written by: Nicia
Dimitri's fingers tighten in my hair as his hips jerk up, holding me in place as he fucks my mouth to groans of, "Yeah, that's good, just- just take it all, take it…" and then he pulses in my mouth, salty-bitterness spreading across my tongue as I swallow thickly and pull my head away.
"Not so fast, Roza." His voice stops my attempt at a hasty retreat and I turn back to find him slouched in his chair, cock thankfully tucked away back into his trousers.
"Yes, Comrade."
His eyes rake over me, sharp as talons.
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