Possessed 2 (Part 9, page 1 of 2)

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Part 9

Shaking my head in refusal, I backed away, ‘No!’ I said, “I won’t wear that’.

The woman continued to hold it out, ignoring my protests, her obsidian eyes glinting with malice.

A man entered, and stood staring at me, as I shivered in a thin wet towel. I cringed at the look in his face. I knew him, this huge man with the shaven head, and dead looking grey eyes. When he spoke, I felt a faint recollection. The hands that had groped me. I shuddered.

He spoke in a guttural accent, ”Wear it or I shall make you wear it.” The emotionless way he said it frightened me.

Snatching the dress from the silent woman, I indicated that he should leave.

A voice called from the corridor, “Oleg!”

Casting one last look at me, he turned and left.

Turning to the woman, I gestured asking for undergarments. She continued to stare, her tip tilted kohl drawn eyes narrowing at my pantomime but otherwise unmoved. It dawned on me, in horror that I was expected to wear the flimsy, near transparent garment with nothing underneath it.

Although it covered me from neck to feet, and had long sleeves, it was a mere mockery of a gown and I felt cheap as I looked at my reflection in the slim mirror, in chagrin. I could as well have been naked in the close fitting transparent gown which hugged my breasts, revealing my firm dark nipples, clinging to my flat stomach...

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