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I could feel her eyes watching me, wide-eyed and scared but I couldn’t look her in the face yet. I had been waiting for what seemed forever to see her hanging from my hook like this. I was crazy that it had been only a few days. Well week for me. I had always known. From the first moment, I saw her picture that this was how it would end. It always ended with them submitting. But by god, she looked good doing it. Her honey-coloured hair loose about her shoulders. I wrapped it around my hand, pulling her towards me and she gave a slight shriek which I muffled with my lips. She could barely touch the floor and I knew it wouldn’t be long before my little witch started to sag in her chains. But I also knew what I was doing. I knew what she needed even if she didn’t. she would sag in the