My Possessive Alpha Wants Me Back
It's as if they're attempting to purify me, cleanse me of my very essence.
I remain passive, lacking the strength to resist or protest. My mind recoils, horrified by the treatment, but my body remains limp, submitting to their care.
As the water drains, I'm left feeling raw, exposed, and vulnerable. What's next? What further indignities will I suffer in this twisted game of Denzel's?
The woman's voice cuts through my thoughts. "Rinse her again. We can't have any impurities remaining."
Impurities?
After the bath, I'm wrapped in a white cloth and instructed to sit in the bathtub, feeling vulnerable and exposed.
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