Robin AKA Birdie
Kneel, he hissed, the word raw, animalistic, a command that left no room for rejection. The blade pressed deeper, drawing blood, a promise of pain, a prelude to ownership… I go to my knees… That was the dawn of our twisted union.
Saw
Twenty-five years and a lifetime to go. A sentence Id embraced, a penance Id relished. Until she walked in. A delicate flower blooming in a field of ash. Her smile, a naive, untouched thing, a stark contrast to the darkness that clung to me like a second skin.
That smile…it was a violation, an intrusion. It ignited a firestorm of possessive madness, a ravenous hunger that consumed all reason. She would be mine.
Every breath she took, every heartbeat, every thought, would belong to me. Her purity would be stained, her innocence shattered, and she would learn to worship the darkness that held her captive.
Please note: This is an intense, dark Psychological Thriller with uncomfortable themes of complete domination through deprivation of human rights. This MMC is not ‘sweet’ and blurs the line between morally grey and black. He holds no bars on doing what he needs to get what he wants. Submission is her ONLY option. If that is not something you are able to handle, please be advised and read the triggers first before feasting.
