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“Yes, Ingrid Muldurhoek, please come in.” She locked the door behind me and flipped the sign to tell the world, “CLOSED”. No one moved. All you’ve done is tell your flash fucking porno tales and maybe hug or fucking nod! Here,” She fumbled in her purse and withdrew a pink business card. No one reaches out. “If this is a cultural tradition, are you better able to accept your submission?” I try not to stare at the dark nipples slightly visible through her dress in candlelight. The small circle of women listening may be my last hope to escape dire circumstances. My husband must suspect. Fortunately, Submissive Mothers Organized for Mutual Support, have developed a better, if imperfect way to recruit sister victims. “I am Ingrid Muldurhoek, and I have been under my son’s control for four years. She led me up a couple steps and into an office behind the book check counter. Time in the meeting is precious.
