Chapters tagged public humiliation

by Levantin

Chapter 28

The following two weeks felt like walking a razor’s edge. My alarm went off every morning at five-thirty. Squats, push-ups, pull-ups on the bar that Loona had installed above my doorframe. After that came the steps—ten thousand a day, meticulously tracked via an app with login d...

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Chapter 41

Sunday dragged on like thick tar. I had sat hunched over the books late into the night, eyes burning, fingers cramping from the handwritten drafts. Every shift on the desk chair had been a petty : the freshly relocked resin cage chafed unyieldingly against my irritated, hy...

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Chapter 52

The morning felt like surfacing from deep anesthesia. The dull weight between my legs, cold resin against skin, and the faint hum of the Apple Watch on my wrist pulled me back into reality with merciless clarity. Every thought of resistance was extinguished. All that remained was...

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Chapter 67

The cordless drill sat heavy in my grip, the high-pitched whine of the motor echoing off the bare walls. The white plastic casing of the first camera was anchored firmly above the frame of the hallway door. Sweat traced down from my temples, gathering along the lower rims of my...

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Chapter 80

Late summer in Berlin hung heavy over Kurfürstendamm. Heat rose from the asphalt, crept beneath the thin fabric of my beige chinos, and made the stainless-steel cylinder at my pubic bone throb like molten lead. With every step across the broad pavement, the thick paper shopping b...

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Chapter 84

The stately period apartment in Mitte greeted us with muffled bass, the sharp tang of expensive gin, heavy perfume, and damp asphalt trailing from the guests' shoes. Clusters of medical students crowded the sprawling corridor, laughing loudly and clinking crystal tumblers. Direc...

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Chapter 85

The heavy double doors of our apartment slammed shut behind me with a dull, hollow thud. I leaned back against the cold, lacquered wood of the hallway wall, gasping hoarsely and staring down at my trembling hands. The rain had drenched my bare torso, icy drops trailing across my...

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Chapter 86

Loona pressed the buzzer without taking her eyes off me. The shrill hum of the door latch died away, followed by the dull thud of the building’s heavy front door echoing from the stairwell below. "Stay exactly like that," she said quietly, her voice brooking no movement. "Not a...

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Chapter 89

The sharp chime of the institute clock jolted the hall from its lethargy, yet for me it sounded the signal for the next gauntlet. While the others hurried to pack their laptop bags, groaned over Weber’s questions, and pressed toward the cafeteria, I remained rooted against the b...

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Chapter 91

Emma shoved me roughly into the bedroom. My knees protested at every step with a dull, sickening burn, the heavy cylinder knocking against tortured tendons. "On your knees in front of the bed. Right now," she hissed. Her voice lacked the cutting composure she had wielded at the...