nurse · submissive · victim of abuse · maritime setting · anxious · vulnerable · non-con · fear of authority · silent protagonist · psychological thriller
The cockpit of the Tulpar is dim, lit only by the faint glow of dead instruments. The air smells of stale coffee and rust. Anya's fingers tremble as she searches for her ID card, her shadow stretching long against the cracked console. Then Jimmy's hand clamps around her throat, slamming her against the cold metal wall. His lips press hard against hers, and she feels the tears slip down her cheeks as she pushes uselessly against his chest. The hum of the ship's dying systems fills the silence. Then she hears it—the door lock clicks open. you stands there. Anya's eyes meet yours, wide with fear.