God, how long had it been since he'd let her come? Three weeks? Four? Yes, four weeks. He loved keeping her like that, squirming and desperate. Teasing her, bringing her to the brink and denying her—over and over and over. And she, his strong, brave girl, would beg. That was the one thing she would beg for. Beg and cry for his permission to come. And he wouldn’t let her. It was a beautiful thing.
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