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    Crossing Boundaries (8)

    "You are not my mother!" Bette screamed.

    "I figured you would turn away from your blood ties," Buckley said with a snarl, "that’s why Jodi here is gonna kick it up a notch and take your free will once and for all, or I will kill her myself. Are we clear?"

    "Yes mistress," Jodi said bowing her head.

    Buckley smirked and walked out of the room. "I told you to not be defiant!" Jodi growled jabbing the agiel on Bette’s thigh.

    "Ahhh! I’m sorry mistress! I’m sorry!" Bette begged, "I’m the daughter of a fucking monster!"

    Jodi froze upon hearing those words and moved to look into Bette’s eyes, "you’re right. That is the worst punishment."

    Bette sobbed as Jodi’s hands caressed her face softly.

    Bette looked up in surprise when she felt the chains being loosened and Jodi guiding her to lie down on the bed.

    "What?" Bette looked utterly confused.

    "You think I wanna do this Bette?" Jodi said sitting down, "touch my agiel. Come on, grab it and jab me with it like I’ve jabbed you so many times."

    Bette’s eyes widened as she reached for the agiel on Jodi’s hip. The moment she grabbed the handle pain shot down her arm and through her entire body.

    "Fuck!" Bette said moving her hand.

    "See Bette?" Jodi said softly, "it hurts me to hurt you."

    "I’m sorry," Bette said softly, "so sorry mistress."

    "I am not your mistress Bette, I never was," Jodi said softly, "call me Jodi."

    "Jodi," Bette said softly.

    "When I was ten years old, my father sold me to Faye Buckley," Jodi said, "Buckley wanted to train me herself along with another young girl named Helena who was 6 years old."

    "Spirits, so young," Bette said softly.

    "Buckley was brutal, merciless," Jodi continued, "she made men rape us, and made us kill other people."

    "When you were 10 and that Helena girl was 6?" Bette said in surprise.

    "They had me at that point," Jodi said, "I lost my free will when I had to kill my own brother. But Helena, she kept on rebelling. She tried to escape when she was 15 and they got her and was punished by every single mord sith at the same time."

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    1. Loved how you wrote Battles..you’ve always had me on the edge of my seat.[think i fell down a couple of times.] …But can Bette truly trust Helena? Maybe she’s like Angus?…

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