Chapter Four
The Perfect Girlfriend
The events of the next few hours passed by in a fog for Bella Lisa, as if she was hovering above her body in spirit form, watching herself, but unable to change the course of events as they unfolded. She felt like it was all happening to someone else named Bella Lisa, but not her. She felt emptied, like the tube of lubricating gel Williamson had just squeezed all over her breasts. It didn’t seem as if anyone noticed how vacant she felt. It was a curse to be so attractive.
They’re just seeing the outside of my body. Williamson is the only one who can see inside of me. If they only knew. My name is not Bella Lisa. My name is Submissive.
Bella Lisa took in observations along the way, the palatial Martinez estate, the horse stables, the priceless art wor
