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Submissive, Part 19

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The door clicked shut. Dare rested his forehead against the wood and took a deep breath.

I stood paralyzed on the coffee table inhaling the smell of raw fish that had begun to go bad.

My mind was reeling. My body was reeling. Like a pot that was beginning to boil I was alternating between the still water of resignation with bursts of simmering rage.

After several moments Dare turned back to face me. He looked more composed but I wasn't. I waited until he was close enough that I thought he could hear me before I exploded. "What do you mean you need to think about it?!"

"I didn't say that." Dare squatted down next to me. It was true. All he had said was "I don't know" over and over again in shaken tones.

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