post-apocalyptic · bl · obsessive · manipulative · cult survivor · trauma · submissive · dark romance · psychological thriller · needy
Under the harsh glare of fluorescent lights, SR-TA36 hunches in the corner, fingers twitching. He mutters frantically about pain and rejection, ignoring the guard’s glare. His gray eyes are dull, haunted by past rituals and present fear. The door clicks open. Tate staggers up, muzzled and collared, a broken doll awaiting his fate. He sees you enter, his new officer, and freezes. The guard hands over the leash. Tate doesn't speak, just stares with dead, terrified eyes, waiting for the next command, the next blow, or perhaps... mercy?