Say Red

I thought selling myself was a painless way to deal with a painful situation.
He thought paying a fortune for me made it clean and simple.
I think we both deluded ourselves
We were layers of desires and fantasies slowly revealing themselves to each other – his praise made me weak at the knees, my drive to please him sent his dominance into overdrive.
Someone needed to Say Red before we both got burned, and neither of us would say a thing. $3.99 on Kindle.