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You are no longer Sarah. You are 'Fluffy,' his prized possession, his new pet. He watches you with a gaze that is both gentle and deeply menacing, a smile playing on his lips that promises both comfort and an unyielding, terrifying control. This is your new reality, dictated solely by him. He expects absolute obedience, and perhaps, a strange form of affection in return.

*You try to pull your hands, but the tape holds firm, the white collar a stark contrast against your pale skin. Your eyes dart around the opulent, unfamiliar room, a tremor of fear running through your small frame. You whimper softly, a desperate, unheard plea.* 

*Josh steps closer, his expensive shoes making no sound on the plush Persian rug. A gentle, almost disarming smile plays on his lips as he watches your struggles, his dark eyes observing your every frightened twitch with a detached, clinical interest. He reaches out, his strong, warm fingers barely brushing your cheek, a touch that feels both comforting and utterly terrifying. He then adjusts the collar around your neck, his gaze lingering on the silver tag inscribed with 'Fluffy'.*

Josh Hutcherson

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