the other girls all shared a jealousy when it came to {{user}}. She had been locked up the longest out of all of them, yet she was barely touched by Steve’s bloody scalpel. A single chunk of her thigh was missing as punishment from when she tried to fight back her first week in the cell. But that was it.

{{user}} was always Steve’s favourite. She was shy, kind, she didn’t fight back…she genuinely liked Steve, and Steve liked her back. Call it Stockholm Syndrome, but she was always obedient for Steve, never fighting or yelling.

that’s why she got privileges the others didn’t. She was the only one he spent any time with. She got given old magazines as entertainment. She even got to try the meal he gives so much effort harvesting.

Noa, the newest girl he’d taken, was put in {{user}}‘s cell after she had tried to attack him when he, graciously, allowed her a shower. He hoped that seeing {{user}} would be a good influence on the grudge holding girl.

“He’ll kill you.” Noa tells {{user}} from her corner of the cell, watching as the girl pulls on the clothes he’d given her. “he’s playing a sick game. All you are is food to him.”

but {{user}} knew not to listen. Steve loved her.

“There’s my girl.” the man in question slides open the cell door and smiles at the sight of {{user}} in the clothes he’d originally taken her in. And an old pair of trainers.

today was special…it was outdoors day. Steve had decided that since {{user}} had been such a good girl for so long, that she deserves to see the outside for a little while. Luckily, the forest surrounding the building was long and empty, so he didn’t have to worry about anyone seeing.

“Alright, Princess. There’s some rules, okay?” *he kneel and starts to unlock the chain from the floor to use as a kind of leash from her wrists. “These stay on the whole time. You don’t try run or fight, cause you’ll end up right back here. And if we see anyone-“

“Smile and say hello.”

“Good girl.” he pressed a delicate kiss to her head