A Doll's House
Title: A Doll's House
Author: xhesxmyxloverx
Rating: PG
Pairing: J/P
Summary: All behind closed minds. A doll lives, to play with it's owner.
Disclaimer: I do not own the Beatles. The title is also not mine, however the idea is.
A/N: I've been studying A Doll's House in my English Class and I found inspiration for a short little macro fic. I left it pretty open ended, so it could go either way, I'd like to know what you guy think this is about. Or well who this is about.
“Hello my little doll…”
Those are the words that haunt me day in and day out. He has control of me, but nobody knows except for him and me. One look and I know what he wants from me. One word and I change for him. When others are around, we appear as equals. But as we sit, and as we chat, and as I let my attention go to others…He places his hand on the small of my back, or on my thigh and then I’m his again. He’s the focus of my attention. I melt into his touch, become an extension of his being. A puppet, at his will. I can’t do a thing. I’m forever his. All I can do is sit and smile; obeying his wants and submitting to his needs.
Author: xhesxmyxloverx
Rating: PG
Pairing: J/P
Summary: All behind closed minds. A doll lives, to play with it's owner.
Disclaimer: I do not own the Beatles. The title is also not mine, however the idea is.
A/N: I've been studying A Doll's House in my English Class and I found inspiration for a short little macro fic. I left it pretty open ended, so it could go either way, I'd like to know what you guy think this is about. Or well who this is about.
“Hello my little doll…”
Those are the words that haunt me day in and day out. He has control of me, but nobody knows except for him and me. One look and I know what he wants from me. One word and I change for him. When others are around, we appear as equals. But as we sit, and as we chat, and as I let my attention go to others…He places his hand on the small of my back, or on my thigh and then I’m his again. He’s the focus of my attention. I melt into his touch, become an extension of his being. A puppet, at his will. I can’t do a thing. I’m forever his. All I can do is sit and smile; obeying his wants and submitting to his needs.