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Click hereSo my cleanup job is done in a trance. The closest I get to human interaction anymore is when my mind is turned off, unable to think, and with no memory of it actually happening. When I'm called I open the door. Then it's like I blink, and I'm standing outside the door again, the taste of dried cum in my mouth and my tongue sore from all the work. I know I've been through a wonderfully erotic experience, but I never get to actually experience it. I have to be content with the knowledge that I got to perform oral on the others, including Slutface, even if I don't remember any of it.
It's perfect. It's everything I always wanted.
But the best part is when the guests ask about me. They wonder who the downtrodden and frumpy looking maid is, scurrying about in the corner while Slutface puts on a show for everyone. They see the bruises and wonder if Avery's too harsh in her treatment. And that's when she tells them. She tells them that it was all my idea, and that Ibegged to be in the pathetic position I'm in right now. She tells them how much I get off on being treated like this, reviled and despised by everyone.
And then they have their moment of realisation. When they see how disgusting and pitiful I am, that I would happily sell out the only person who ever loved me because I wanted to see her as a sex slave. They know that I deserve to be treated with nothing but contempt, and I see it in their eyes. It changes the way they look at me.
It's the best feeling in the world.
- COMMENTS
Whackdoodle4 months agoThis isn’t dark, it’s dumb.
That many people and you think no one will call the cops? Not one person would question what the hell is going on? And what about their family or friends, no one questioned what was going to happen? And what does the girlfriend get out of it if she’s so brainwashed she doesn’t even know what’s happening? That she doesn’t even see her ex as brainwashed and enslaved.
It’s. Just. Dumb.
Migbird4 months agoDarkness per se not a problem for me and this piece has so much potential to explore your characters and abusive relationships. Liked the intention, but several aspects/elements undermine for me: Initial setting scene for the anonymous girlfriend’s worthlessness overdone/repetitive (though like anonymity — consistent with her role/outcome), Stella and Avery almost caricatures and scene where Avery appears overdramatized and hypnotic dehumanizing of anonymous girlfriend bit much. That said, maybe I am overthinking a short piece where you simply wanted to create hyperbole/something akin to characterizing evilness — certainly achieved that.
