The feel of her skin as she struggled beneath, the life inside, the death without. The breaching of life and death, of survival uncaged inside him: a dark beast with violence and sex in its soul. In his soul.
Cassie,_ I growl at the young brunette. __ow__ the sobriety?__lex brought the submissive to us. She__ an addict that he councils at Transcend. I don__ want to be mean to her right now, especially since my best friend brought her here, but I__ furious and she__ an outlet. She can__ strike back.__inety days sober,_ she says with pride.__hat__ awesome,_ I say enthusiastically and smile at her. __ love how we have to give fuck ups a medal when they behave. I would think it should go to those who never fuck up. What__ the incentive to behave if all you have to do is get shit-faced and steal shit for years and then ninety days on the straight-and-narrow we have to pat you on the back for being a good girl,_ I say in a saccharine voice.She gazes at me with huge, glassy brown eyes. I can see the tears forming. Cassie worries her full bottom lip between her teeth and tries not to blink.__ut hey, what do I know. It just seems like the system is flawed. The good little boys and girls just don__ get the recognition that a crack-whore thief gets,_ I shrug.Cassie blinks and the surface of her tears breaks and they finally slide down her cheeks in shame.__ut go you!_ I shout sarcastically. I give her a thumbs up and walk down the hall.__old_ that was just cold, dude,_ Alex chuckles at me.That was so bad that I have to laugh or I__ puke. I shake my head as my belly contracts from laughter.__core on my newest asshattery?_ I ask my partner in crime. If I didn__ have him I__ scream. I__l owe Master Marcus forever. He stripped me bare until Font was naked in the impact room at Brownstone I trained in. Alex walked in and shook my hand- instant best friend.__h_ He taps his chin in thought and the bastard tucks his black hair behind his ear. I growl at him because he did it on purpose. He knows how much I miss the feel of my hair swinging at my jawline.Alex arches a perfect brow above his aqua eye and smirks. He runs his hands through his hair and groans in pleasure._8.5. It was a decent attempt, but you pulled your hit. You__e too soft. I bet you were scared you__ make her relapse.___eah,_ I say bashfully.__ot happening, bud. I__ just that fucking good. I better go do some damage control. Don__ hurt any more subs. Pick on the big bastards. They may bite back, but their egos are delicate.
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Cassie,_ I growl at the young brunette. __ow__ the sobriety?__lex brought the submissive to us. She__ an addict that he councils at Transcend. I don__ want to be mean to her right now, especially since my best friend brought her here, but I__ furious and she__ an outlet. She can__ strike back.__inety days sober,_ she says with pride.__hat__ awesome,_ I say enthusiastically and smile at her. __ love how we have to give fuck ups a medal when they behave. I would think it should go to those who never fuck up. What__ the incentive to behave if all you have to do is get shit-faced and steal shit for years and then ninety days on the straight-and-narrow we have to pat you on the back for being a good girl,_ I say in a saccharine voice.She gazes at me with huge, glassy brown eyes. I can see the tears forming. Cassie worries her full bottom lip between her teeth and tries not to blink.__ut hey, what do I know. It just seems like the system is flawed. The good little boys and girls just don__ get the recognition that a crack-whore thief gets,_ I shrug.Cassie blinks and the surface of her tears breaks and they finally slide down her cheeks in shame.__ut go you!_ I shout sarcastically. I give her a thumbs up and walk down the hall.__old_ that was just cold, dude,_ Alex chuckles at me.That was so bad that I have to laugh or I__ puke. I shake my head as my belly contracts from laughter.__core on my newest asshattery?_ I ask my partner in crime. If I didn__ have him I__ scream. I__l owe Master Marcus forever. He stripped me bare until Font was naked in the impact room at Brownstone I trained in. Alex walked in and shook my hand- instant best friend.__h_ He taps his chin in thought and the bastard tucks his black hair behind his ear. I growl at him because he did it on purpose. He knows how much I miss the feel of my hair swinging at my jawline.Alex arches a perfect brow above his aqua eye and smirks. He runs his hands through his hair and groans in pleasure._8.5. It was a decent attempt, but you pulled your hit. You__e too soft. I bet you were scared you__ make her relapse.___eah,_ I say bashfully.__ot happening, bud. I__ just that fucking good. I better go do some damage control. Don__ hurt any more subs. Pick on the big bastards. They may bite back, but their egos are delicate.
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