Stories tagged with "stockholm syndrome"
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Stockholm Syndrome

“Are you mad at me?” she asked, her eyes shifting nervously between my still frame and the the road ahead.
I glared violentl…
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Happiness in Slavery

After a while, she brought me out of the gem. She couldn’t keep me in there forever; people would notice I was missing, and s…
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Orders and Lies

“No,” I lied. It’s not like I was under an all-powerful order to tell the truth.
She took a deep breath, tucked her feet und…
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Stockholm

We enjoyed each other in my room. We enjoyed each other inside the magical gem, which was a most luxurious boudoir. We enjoye…