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The Cinder Slut

Short Story by: annemarie

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This is a rather dark retelling of Cinderella. All those years of being a mentally abused shut in would have driven me to madness :P

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Submitted: January 16, 2009

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Revenge of the Cinder Slut
Cinder Slut.  That is what THEY - the evil ones - had taken to calling her. She despised them with their haughty attitudes, fancy clothes and their blond hair. She looked into the mirror at herself. Her once beautiful brown hair had been cut short - by force.  Oh how those two ssiters of hers loved to torture her, making her feel as ugly on the outside as they were on the inside.

"What the hell is this?!?" She heard one of the evil ones scream. The Cinder Slut smirked to herself as she turned away from the mirror and entered the room that her sister occupied. She had already done away with one of her sisters and now was looking forward to exacting her pound of flesh from this mewling wretch.

Humming a gay tune, she entered into the room. Her sister looked at her angrily.

"I command you to untie me at once!" She screamed. The girl giggled to herself at the sight of her sister tied to the bed as she struggled to free herself from her confines. It was of no avail and the girl was becoming more and more amused by her sisters struggling.

"I am afraid dear sister, that the more you struggle the tighter the ropes will become." She said smiling wickedly as she saw a trail of blood trickle it's way down her sister's slender wrist.

"You will pay for this! Mother!" The girl on the bed called out loudly.

"I am afraid that Mother," The girl said the word icily as she stared at her sister who was becoming more and more alarmed. "cannot do anything to help you in her current state."

"I saved you for last my dear sweet sister. Mother and Celine were but appetizers. You my dear are the main course and I intent to savour every moment."

The girl on the bed began to scream.

...

Later after the foul deed had been done. The Cinder Slut stood again before the mirror looking at the rags that she had been wearing that were now soaked with blood. She eyed the dress that lay on the divan on the other side of the room. It was what Celine would have worn to the ball tonight.

"I'll need a bath." The Cinder Slut thought to herself. "It wouldn't do to get blood all over so fine a dress."

As The Cinder Slut lay back in the warm soapy water that was gradually turning a pinkish hue she smiled to herself.

"Stop me from going to the ball, will you?"


© Copyright 2016 annemarie. All rights reserved.

The Cinder Slut The Cinder Slut

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This is a rather dark retelling of Cinderella. All those years of being a mentally abused shut in would have driven me to madness :P

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