Ava's terrible dreams.

I tried to crawl out of his grip, but I was pinned down by him. He pressed his body against mine. Shivers of fear ran through my body. I screamed out, and my cries filled the room.

"Slave," he cried out, dragging my hair. "Tell me, how should I punish you? Why are you so stubborn? Why don't you accept your fate? I am your master. A slave is meant to satisfy and please their master. Why are you different? You are a loose slave. You're no longer pure. You were deflowered by an old fucking man. Why are you pretending to be pure when you are...