Writhe (Wellard Asylum)

by K.T. Maddan

I want to split her open and crawl inside—wear her like a second skin. Make her mine in a way that can never be undone.

“So reactive. So, precious. You’re going to be a good girl for me and get on your knees. As long as you obey, you’ll be rewarded.”

“You are mine to break, mine to put back together. My perfect little doll.”