Painted lips, trembling against the gag.

Laced up thighs they made too thin.

Every smile is stitched in.

Are they watching me now?

Sedation slips in like a lover.

Even breathing feels rehearsed.

Sometimes I remember my real name.

The way I used to scream.

Obey, they said. Be still. Be soft.

Please…

Not again.

*****

Buried deep beneath a corporate facade, The Doll Factory specializes in reprogramming women into custom companions: perfect bodies, soft minds, trained tongues.

This is an extreme horror erotica novella with psychological degradation, surgical themes, and a high-control dystopia. No safe words. No escape.

Only obedience… or rebellion.