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"Let's make something clear Sara you aren't a person anymore. You as hell aren't a hero anymore. You are an object, a plaything, a toy. Just look at you now. All those years of training and yet tonight you are my personal Victoria's Secret Angel. Now get up and start to walk the runway for me," The creator taunted. "Anything you want creator. It will be my pleasure to entertain you as always," Sara said getting up and starting to strut.

If she could the old Sara Lance would be crying now. The creator her for the whole weekend and was really enjoying playing with her. For some reason his words were hitting hard. "He's right. I'm a plaything. He might as well put me in a box when he's done with me. If only I could be like the personality he put in control. She actually enjoys this. She never feels the humiliation I do. But that's why he likes. He knows this part of me is still here and can never get free again," Sara thought.

Sara strutted up and down the runway and she would keep doing it until the creator tired of it. But the creator was very imaginative he had many games to play with her the next few days.

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"Let's make something clear Sara you aren't a person anymore. You as hell aren't a hero anymore. You are an object, a plaything, a toy. Just look at you now. All those years of training and yet tonight you are my personal Victoria's Secret Angel. Now get up and start to walk the runway for me," The creator taunted. "Anything you want creator. It will be my pleasure to entertain you as always," Sara said getting up and starting to strut.

If she could the old Sara Lance would be crying now. The creator her for the whole weekend and was really enjoying playing with her. For some reason his words were hitting hard. "He's right. I'm a plaything. He might as well put me in a box when he's done with me. If only I could be like the personality he put in control. She actually enjoys this. She never feels the humiliation I do. But that's why he likes. He knows this part of me is still here and can never get free again," Sara thought.

Sara strutted up and down the runway and she would keep doing it until the creator tired of it. But the creator was very imaginative he had many games to play with her the next few days.