Be My Good Boy Silas
Language: en
My sister told my stalker I was into BDSM and captive love scenarios. So he locked me in the moldy basement of his rental unit. I slept in a dog cage, allowed a sip of water and a few bites of stale bread only at his discretion. By the time I escaped, I’d missed my college exams and the starvation had given me stomach cancer. My sister, Phoebe, looped her arm through my honors student boyfriend’s, Cameron, and winked at me, a playful, cruel gesture. “Did you enjoy the thrill, big sister? That sweet, sweet taste of being a captive little wife?” “You submissive types love that, don’t you?…