Good Little Slave

Published October 11, 2018 by tindertender

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He captured her when she was quite young. Through the years she watched as he raped life and spirit with his hooks. He would get inside them and tear open their insides, killing them, spiritually, physically. He would leave them lying there, all bloodied and battered as a reminder to her of what he could do to her even, should he want to.

She cooked for him, she cleaned and sewed. She entertained the guests he brought home and watched as time, and time again, he ruined their lives. She cleaned up the mess, every time.

He let her have a pet. She walked this pet and took it off lead, wanting it to be free. But then she watched as it was chased around the wooded area and caught, and killed. She was under the impression that even if free, she would be chased, and then killed.

She botched a ‘clean up’ and the authorities came and questioned her. She decided she would take the blame for the atrocity they uncovered. Should they arrest her, she would finally be free of the one who had enslaved her. She was jailed and questioned, but it soon became obvious it was not her that did the crime.

They went for the male who had actually been ‘hooking’ the people and ending their lives. He was furious, but at this point there wasn’t anything he could do to her, even through all his threats.

She revisited the fabric store where she used to buy supplies. They had heard of the investigation and arrests, and began to question her about her life, the life they had never before thought anything of as she was always so quiet, pleasant, and seemed like ‘a good girl’.

She showed them all of the coupons she had saved to remind her of every outing that she had been able to make during the years, to remind her of those moments of freedom, away from her ‘owner’. She told them that the only time she could get a few moments of this freedom was when she came here to shop for supplies. They could not believe that they had been so blind, for all those years.

Today, she warns others of this ‘hooked one’ for he is destined to be released one day. She does not want others to fall prey to his deceit. So few believe her, yet she continues to tell the story, even while ridiculed, and called a liar, told she only wants attention.

She knows full well the dangers ahead. She will not stay to try and fight for them, they will need to fight for themselves … at least, this is her present mind-set. She IS one of the few who knew him and survived though, so perhaps she will be able to use this knowledge of him to assist other life, when the time comes … should she choose.

(Although this sounds like a dream, it is very real and happening all around us, in the etheric body and astral realms. Women and men are being ‘hooked’ and manipulated to cause abusive events in this world, and taking the blame for these atrocities as if they were of their own imaginings and hearts. There are many in this world who are willing followers of this ‘hooked one’ for they believe the promises of attaining ‘power’ over life, and then there are others behaving out of a place of fear, and of punishment, feeling helpless and powerless. But they are cunning, they have been born with every intelligence needed to overcome this manipulator. They will succeed.)

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