Literature
Free Ellen
(A disability & wheelchair fetish story) “Well,” her lawyer said, “There’s one other thing we might be able to bargain for. It’s a test program that isn’t easy to qualify for though, and it’s extremely unconventional. You might not like it.” “I don’t care what it is,” She said, “Anything is better than prison. Anything but prison.” Ellen refused to spend up to a decade of her life in some cell. Not for one stupid mistake. Anything was better than prison. Anything was better than prison, Ellen repeated to herself sternly, anything was better than prison. Ellen was hoping that if she repeated it often enough and firmly enough it might quash the furious terror clawing away at the inside of her ribcage. Somehow it hadn’t felt real until today. Not when her lawyer had first brought it up, not when they’d formally applied for it, and not when the court had awarded it to her. She thought she’d understood what she was signing up for, thought she’d already overcome the indignant
