Paint It All Red (Mindf*ck, #5)

by S.T. Abby

My mind feels like it’s gone through a mind-fuck blender. Up is down. Right is left. Good is bad.

He can’t even wait until I pick my jaw up off the floor to finish?

Thor over there ripped my pants open, and now the zipper is gone. My shirt has something on it too. I’ll spare you the guessing game as to what.”

Everyone wants my name. There’s a Rumpelstiltskin joke in there somewhere.