𝐋𝐎𝐎𝐊 𝐀𝐖𝐀𝐘 • ✔️

LOOK AWAY - III

They built the doors. It took two hours, and they were covered in sweat by the time they finished.

She didn't want to tell him she'd rigged the doors. They wont shut all the way. What could she say? She wanted an out if she ever had the chance.

While days of scarce food and minimal showers passed, she grew tired of the hole of a chamber and the creepy, smelly mansion.

She just wanted out.

She began wandering around, looking for possible outs. But it seems Lucas had soldier-proofed properly enough that, from the inside, she couldn't escape if she tried her best.

On a bad day, where she was feeling her lowest, she decided to try and pry the wood off of one of the windows. Super bad choice.

She ended up in the chamber getting spanked like a child over Lucas' lap. Humiliating and lightly sickening.

She even tried to get out under one of the doors — worst mistake. She got 5 hours in the chamber by herself, got strung up like some sort of illegal bondage porn and... you can guess the rest.

Her attempts were futile, her actions were worthless. Not a thing could tear her away from this hell of a house.

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"Lucas, could you please let me out of this stupid hole now? I'm sorry! I wasn't trying to get out by the door, it was broken so I tried to fix it!" She shouted — horrible excuse.

Lucas was blinded by her enough to let her out for that mistake,

"Don't do it again, girl. Seriously, yer startin to piss me off with that shit." He condescendingly told.

She pulled another horrific apology out of her guts, "It was stupid, Lucas. It wont happen again."

"Now that's what I like to hear!" Lucas chirped, pulling her up the stairs for what was probably another long and painful day of working on his 'games'.

He had a lot of sick ideas. That's why she could never see the good side of him. He was — quite literally — what she was  supposed to be detaining.

Too bad she failed that mission, huh.