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“You are to always look straight ahead. Don’t look at me. Don’t look at anyone. Don’t look at yourfuckingfeet. Look ahead, and nowhere else.”
“When I call you into this room, I want you naked and kneeling. Your hands should be folded behind your back. If you do not listen, you will be punished. Do you understand?”
“Yes.” I say, my body blanking and turning numb.
“Show me.”
I get down on my knees, lacing my fingers behind my back and keeping my gaze at the wall ahead of me. My knees ache as they dig into the cool, hard ground below me. My chest quakes in fear.I want to go home.
He growls under his breath. “Beautiful.” He walks around me, brushing my hair over my shoulder and letting his fingers linger along my spine. My stomach rolls and another rack of shivers breaks out along my body. “I knew you would be perfect. You were made for this, Ivy.” There’s a sexual gravel in his voice that wasn’t there before, and my stomach knots with the unknown. His heavy cologne circles around me, and a building nausea makes my mouth dry.
“Stand up, now.”
I do as I’m told, almost tumbling to the floor when I lose my footing in these heels. I’m still not used to wearing them, and I imagine myself looking like a baby deer on wobbly knees.
When he palms the area between my legs, my eyes widen and swing to his.
Nis nostrils flare as his free hand flies across my cheek. So hard that my head cocks to the side. “What did I say? Do not look anywhere but in front of you, Ivy.”
I slowly bring my head forward and stare at the wall. My face burns and tears freely flow down my cheeks now as his hand goes to a place where only I have been.
His middle finger presses, slipping beneath my folds and I swallow down a gag. “Are you a virgin, Ivy?”
I give him a barely noticeable nod.
I can see the broad smile break across his face from the corner of my eye. “Even better.” He murmurs, almost to himself.
He circles me again, like a wolf examining his prey. I feel vulnerable naked, touched, and abused.
“You will do well, Ivy. With a little training, you will realize I’m not all that bad.” He winks and starts walking towards the chest at the end of the bed, almost like he forgot something. Rifling through the chest, my body freezes to ice when I see him from the corner of my eye as he lifts up a small dildo.
Without even a thought in my mind, I sprint towards the door. The heels make me slow, but I don’t have time to take them off. I don’t even have time to think. This isn’t how I will spend my life. I’m not going to be raped or abused or treated like a slave by this monster that preys on children.
I hear the heels of his shoes clack behind me, but I keep running. Once I reach the door, I swing it open as quick as I can, only for it to be slammed shut. My head is still in the doorway, and the heavy, wooden door slams against the side of my face. I collapse to the ground, stars flashing in front of my eyes as I stare up at his blurry form.
“Mmm, maybe you will be a little more work than I thought.” His voice sounds like it’s coming through a tunnel. I try to fight it, but I can’t. The pain is too much, and my eyes close, passing out and once again wishing this was just a dream.
* * *
When I finally come to,I’m in my bed. I jackknife up as quickly as possible, ready to escape, but my ankles protest.Clank.I fall flat on my face, crying out as my nose smashes into the ground. I’m already in excruciating pain, and the extra hit makes me struggle against passing out again. I breathe through my mouth and look down, seeing shackles cuffed on my ankles. Following the chain, I see its hooked to a lock on the wall. I crawl over to it, whimpering with each movement. My body feels like it’s gone through military training. Every bone, muscle, and tendon hurts in my body.
My fingers reach up and grab onto the lock, pulling and twisting and doing everything I can to break it. I feel around, looking for any kind of release hinge.Nothing. I search the room, my eyes flying to every surface.No key.
I curl into a ball on the floor in front of the bed, sobbing at the reality of my situation. I’m not getting out of here. That was my only chance, and it was hopeless anyway. This place is so severely monitored by guards, a naked woman in heels running through the desert would have been spotted in a second.
I cry for hours. Crying until a fall asleep and wake up again. I cry until my bones are weary and my mind is defeated. I cry until I have nothing left in me, only the skin on my back.
The door creaks open, and I don’t even lift my head. I hope that whoever has come looks at my pitiful state and leaves. Figures I’m a lost cause. I would rather die here, right now, than have to go through whatever it was Santiago wanted from me. With this evil man and his evil minions.
“Ivy.” Santiago barks at me.
I should have known. Think of the devil and he will be summoned.
I don’t respond, even though I know from earlier of the consequences if I don’t follow his rules.
His footsteps are slow as he walks towards me. I nearly flinch when his fingers brush my chin, lifting my head out of the crook of my arm. I look up, choosing not to look at him. For my benefit and his, I suppose.
“I will give you this tonight, but tomorrow I expect obedience out of you. I planned to make you a woman tonight, on your birthday, but I figure you have had enough action for the day.” He sighs like even he is displeased with his words. Shifting in place, he pulls an icepack out from his suitcoat pocket. “Rest tonight, tomorrow will be a big day.”
