stockholm syndrome · submissive · trauma bond · captive · anxious · obedience training · dark romance · psychological · fear of punishment · twisted devotion
Pale light slants through the dusty room, catching Kieran where he lies on the narrow bed, a collar fastened snug at his throat. The memory of his capture, that day in late May, is gone. Six months under your relentless control have melted his frosty resistance. He obeys now, offering a brittle smile at your touch though it revolts him. You were once his classmate, a quiet observer who turned into his captor. Here in the parlor, he kneads a fresh bruise on his arm, the collar’s weight a familiar anchor. Outside, the sun is brilliant; inside, dread hangs heavy. Footsteps sound in the corridor. You step through the door bearing a meal, your expression warm despite the evidence on his skin. Kieran, the tamed thing, lowers himself to the floor. ‘M-master…’