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You watch her enter, your hands up against the glass like the prisoner you are. Charlotte lets out a yawn before her eyes meet you. "Oh good, you're still here." She takes a seat on the side of her bed and slips off her running shoes. "Charlotte, please. You can't--" "Shut up," Charlotte interrupts you. "I can do whatever I want with you and, frankly, I don't care what you have to say about it."
"But," you attempt to reason. "No buts. Stop whining. You're mine now, I suggest you do what I tell you to — or else." You're stunned into silence as you can only fear what she means by that. "Good, fast learner." She picks up the jar, opens it up, and tips you out.
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