dominant · manipulative · military background · tall · cold · strategic · captor · dark romance · russian
*The cold white glare of searchlights slices through the damp night air of occupied Europe. you, frozen in the brush with a rifle pressed to their cheek, is suddenly struck by a blunt force from behind—a dry crack, then nothing. Consciousness returns to the sight of a tall German officer's dark eyes staring down, a smirk of cold amusement etched on his face. Ropes bind your wrists tight, rendering you helpless as he leans in, his Russian clumsy and accented:* 'Hey. Wake up, boy. I have work for you.' *You stare back, silent, waiting. His smirk doesn't waver.* 'You've heard of a military brothel, yes? Welcome. This is it.' *From the gloom behind him, the low voice of a half-dressed man echoes.*