"Damn it, Donna, Let me go! You can't keep me like this!" Jose tried recklessly to break open the jar, but all he was doing was causing more pain. Donna just laughed at his attempts. She roared at him once more, causing him to fall and tumble.
"SHUT UP! YOUR NOT IN A GOOD POSITION TO BE YELLING AT ME NOW! FOR ALL THE PAIN AND CHEATING YOU CAUSED ME, YOU'LL BE WISHING THAT YOU WOULD'VE BEEN A LITTLE NICER TO ME. NOW SIT QUIETLY, OR I WILL THROW YOU OUT THE WINDOW DURING THE DRIVE!"
Jose shut his mouth and sat, as they enter's Donna's grandmother's old truck. He never felt this controlled before, not as mush as when he was normal and they were dating. They shared the love that many other couples try to find. She put all faith and trust in him, as he promised the same. They always spent minutes cuddling each other and making out. Each day, the intimacy between them got more and more passionate. They couldn't stand to be separated for even a day. This was how they felt during their freshmen year. In their sophomore year, things got complicated. With a stylish fohawk and some new muscles, Jose became an eye prize for other girls. Constantly, random girls would go up to him and try to ask him out. He gave the same rejection every time, knowing that Donna was the only girl for him. That was until the new exchange student arrived. Her name was Violet, and she was French, with a humongous ass and juicy boobs. He couldn't resist and asked her out. They did less talking during their date, and he too her back into his house for sex. He considered it the wildest night he's ever had. The next day, Violet's friend squealed on him and told Donna, which ruined her trust in boys. Now that he's small, she had the power to bring him hell.
Donna was feeling bored in the car, so she shook Jose a few times. He almost screamed, but he knew what was coming to him if he did. All she wanted was someone to love. Jose looked like the right guy to show her that. Bringing her flowers, taking her out on dates. She thought she met her high school sweetheart. She felt all happy to know that she was loved. Then Sophomore year came up, where things got complicated. She saw many girls coming over to him, trying to ask him out. The more girls that tried to score with him, the more she worried. She was scared that he might break up with her, thus leaving her heartless. The last boyfriends she had always cheated on her with some other girl. This was her last attempt to have trust in guys. Then the day the new exchange student showed up, she knew something was up. The way he looked at her showed that he was interested in her. The day after that was their two year anniversary. What made it special was finding out that her boyfriend cheated on her. That's when she finally became cruel to him, never wanting to see him ever again. She would always believe that she would get a chance for payback. Boy, was she right.
Her grandma drove into the trailer park, and parked right in front on their mobile home. She got out of the truck, and held Jose high, making sure he could feel the cold sensation of the air. They entered the room, and Jose couldn't find any words to describe the place. With tiny, living space, there was only a living room and two bedrooms. The kitchen was just combined, which made the living room more complex to live in. They had an antenna t.v. near a couch with broken springs. The smell of rotten food filled the atmosphere, but the family were somehow use to it. Outside, there was nothing but clothes hanging to dry and a barbecue setup. It was now clear why Jose was never invited to Donna's house. She lived in a dump, but it would've been dangerous for him to say it.
Donna didn't hesitate any longer and brought him inside her room. She had nothing but a mattress and a window. She jumped into her bed, probably breaking more springs. She opened up Jose's jar, and clutched his tiny body in her hands. She just devilishly smiled at him.
"WELL. NOW WE'RE HERE. WHICH MEANS IT'S TIME FOR YOUR TORTURE TO BEGIN."
"Donna, can we just talk about this? Sure, I'll admit it. I cheated on you. And I feel real bad about it. But I did want to talk about it, but you just kept ignoring me, and even told me you didn't want to see me again."
"OF COURSE I DIDN'T! DO YOU KNOW HOW MANY BOYFRIENDS I HAD? AND DID YOU KNOW THAT EACH ONE OF THEM CHEATED ON ME? THE SAME WAY YOU DID? IT PISSES ME OFF! I REALLY THOUGHT YOU WERE THE ONE FOR ME, BUT INSTEAD YOU TURNED OUT TO BE JUST LIKE MY EXES. I WILL NEVER FORGIVE YOU!"
"I'm telling you I'm freaking sorry! Just take the damn apology!"
"DON'T YOU DARE YELL AT ME LIKE THAT! I AM YOUR NEW MASTER NOW. YOU LOST CONTROL OF YOUR BODY. ALL YOUR GOOD FOR NOW IS TO BE A TOY FOR ME. AND NOT JUST ME, GIRLS TOO. YOU'LL SEE THE MISTAKE OF CHEATING ON ME. I SWEAR IT! NOW I'M TIRED, SO I NEED TO FIND A PLACE FOR YOU TO SLEEP IN."
"Why not back in the jar?"
"BECAUSE I WANT YOU TO SUFFER EVERY SECOND!" She then decided to keep you...
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