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I scramble to my feet and force my legs out of the cage. It takes all the energy inside of me. Already, I’m drained.

“Come along.” He starts walking and expects me to follow. My gaze finds the cage again. Alek comes back and grabs my chin – not rough but not gentle either. “You’ve spent all your life inside a room. That makes you intriguing I have to admit. But it also isn’t normal. You are not normal.”

I can’t help but flinch and fight back the tears that threaten to spill down my face. “I’m sorry.”

“Why are you apologizing?”

“Because you seem angry that I’m not normal.”

“I’m not angry. I’m just stating a fact. I like that you’re not normal. Now, come along, Katya. Do you want to be seen as a little girl forever?”

“No,” I whisper.

“So come on.” He lets my chin go and stalks towards the door and tentatively, I follow behind. He leads me through the house and to a large master bedroom. I stop dead in my tracks when I see the large bed.

“Don’t worry,” he says, noticing my eyes widening. “I’m not going to touch you. While you were in the cage today, I went out and bought you some clothes since you’re going to be staying here for a while.” He walks over to a closet and comes out with multiple shopping bags. “I estimated your size. Let’s see if they’ll fit.”

He hands me a simple blue dress from one of them. It’s cute and feminine. But still young looking.

“You don’t look pleased,” he comments.

“It’s just… you said I could be a woman. What if I want to wear clothing a woman would wear?”

He holds the dress up. “A woman would wear this.”

“I know. But…”

“But what?” He continues to look at me with eyes that seem to be studying me, like he’s trying to learn everything there is about me.

“I want to wear something more sophisticated.”

“Ah.” He reaches into another bag and pulls out a white, slim dress with black buttons down the front. “Something like this?”

My heart races at the sight of the dress. It’s beautiful and exactly what I was talking about. A casual day dress but it still oozes glamour and femininity in a womanly way and not a little girl way.

“Yes. Something like that.”

“Good. Then try it on.”

I grab the dress from him and head for the closet when he stops me.

“Try it on right here.”

It takes me a moment to realize what he’s saying and then I gasp and clutch the dress to my body. “But that would mean…”

“Taking your clothes off for me. Yes. You said you wanted to know what it feels like to be a woman. To know what it’s like to be desired. This is the way.”

“But I’ve never…”

“Never what?” A teasing smile plays on his lips. He knows what I’m going to say.

“I’ve never gotten naked in front of a man before.”

“I figured. So that’s why I’ll be the first. Take your dress off for me, Katya.”

Chapter Four

Katya