MidReal Story
Twisted Desires: Betrayal and Love in Shadows
Scenario: /scenario The lesbian villainess has captured and successfully brainwashed you, a heroine, to do her bidding, and you will kill everything you love to be by her side.
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I was running as fast as I could, but I was still too slow.
The sound of my pursuer’s footsteps echoed in the empty alley, and I knew that she was getting closer.
I had to keep going, I had to get away.
If she caught me, then everything would be over.
I couldn’t let that happen.
I couldn’t let her win.
I pushed myself harder, but it wasn’t enough.
She was right behind me now, and I could feel her breath on the back of my neck.
I screamed as she reached out for me, but it was too late.
Her hand closed around my arm like a vice, and she yanked me back towards her with a strength that was unnatural.
I struggled against her grip, but it was no use.
She was too powerful, and I was too weak.
She pulled me into her embrace and held me there tightly, so tightly that it hurt.
I tried to break free, but she wouldn’t let me go.
I ran as fast and as far as my legs would take me, my heart pounding in my chest.
I didn’t know who I was running from or why, but I knew that if I stopped, I would die.
The darkness of the back alleys seemed to stretch on forever, and I was terrified that she would catch up to me at any moment.
I had to keep moving, I told myself.
I had to put as much distance between us as possible.
Maybe if I could get to the other side of town, then I would be safe.
But it was no use.
Before I could even make it halfway down the alley, a hand reached out and grabbed me from behind.
I screamed and tried to pull away, but the hand was too strong.
It yanked me back and into an embrace that was as painful as it was suffocating.
“Where do you think you’re going?”
a voice whispered in my ear.
“You can’t escape from me.”
I struggled against her grip, but she wouldn’t let me go.
Her fingers dug into my arms like steel claws, and no matter how hard I tried, I couldn’t break free.
She just held me there and whispered in my ear: “Don’t even think about running away again, or I’ll break every bone in your body.”
My heart froze in my chest at her words.
She was serious, and there was nothing I could do to stop her.
She had total control over me, and I was helpless against her power.
I had no choice but to do whatever she wanted.
Even if it meant giving up everything I knew and loved.
The thought made me sick to my stomach, but what choice did I have?
I’m sorry,” I whispered finally, defeated.
“I won’t try to run away again.”
She smiled and released me from her grasp, almost as if she believed that I’d keep my word this time around, despite the many times before that I’d promised the same thing.
That was a good girl,” she said as she turned me around to face her.
Her face was shrouded in darkness, and I couldn’t see her features clearly, but there was something about her that seemed familiar.
Something that made me feel like I’d known her my whole life.
But that was impossible.
Meaningless memories flashed through my mind: of laughing with someone in the park, of crying in someone’s arms, of holding hands with someone under the stars.
But they were just fragments of a life that didn’t exist.
They weren’t real.
I tried to look away, but I couldn’t tear my gaze from her face, and I realized that something about her was drawing me in, just as she’d intended all along.
What do you want with me?”
I asked, my voice trembling with fear and my eyes welling with tears, even though I had no idea why I was so terrified of her or why I wanted so badly to make her happy, even though I knew deep down that I should hate her for everything she’d done to me.
She reached out and wiped a tear from my cheek, brushing her fingers against my skin in a way that sent shivers down my spine, even though I knew that I should be disgusted by her touch and should pull away from her as far as I could go.
But I couldn’t bring myself to do it, and it took all of my strength not to lean into her hand as if I needed her touch more than anything in the world.
You’re mine,” she whispered, and this time, I could hear a smile in her voice, a smile that sent chills down my spine and made my skin crawl, even though I knew that it should have been the most beautiful sound in the world to me.
Do you understand?”
I tried to nod, but her grip on my arm tightened until it felt like she’d broken every bone inside of it, and I cried out in pain, tears streaming down my cheeks.
Do you understand?”
she asked again, and this time, I nodded even though I knew that it wouldn’t be enough for her, and it wasn’t.
She tugged on my arm hard enough that I fell to my knees before her, clutching it to my chest and crying out as pain shot through me.
You’re mine,” she said again, and this time, there was no mistaking the smile in her voice or the way it sounded like a promise and a threat all at once.
And I knew that I had no choice but to listen, even though I didn’t want to, and that was the most terrifying thing of all.
I will do whatever you say.”
I will make you mine.”
she said, and every word felt like a brand against my skin, leaving behind a mark that I knew would never fade away, no matter how much I wanted it to.
And then, all of a sudden, there were lips on mine, elegant and gentle and searing all at once, and for a long moment, everything else in the world slipped out of focus as I was enveloped in a moment of tenderness that I’d never thought possible in a million years, especially not here and especially not now, and it was so unexpected that I didn’t even know how to process what was happening or what I was feeling until it was too late.
The figure—whose identity was still a haunting mystery to me—gently lifted my chin with fingers that felt like they were made of ice and electricity all at once.
Their touch was so tender that it almost felt like a caress, and it was so gentle and so soft and so lovely that I couldn’t help but close my eyes and lean into it, even though I knew that I shouldn’t and that this was all wrong and all of this was just another part of the nightmare that I couldn’t seem to wake up from but desperately wanted to escape from all the same.
And then they pulled away, just for a moment, just enough that they could look into my eyes, and their gaze was so intense and so dark and so full of something that I couldn’t quite put into words that I knew would stay burned into me for the rest of eternity, no matter what happened next or how hard I tried to forget it in the future.
And even though a part of me knew that I shouldn’t and that this was all wrong and that this wasn’t what was supposed to be happening right now, I couldn’t help but look into their eyes and wonder if maybe, just maybe, there was something here that was worth holding onto after all, even if that something came with a price and even if it was going to hurt in the end.”
