Freedom [Complete, 18+]

CHAPTER 15: SURPRISE

"Stop it!" I yelled, beyond frustrated at the pawing hands that I couldn't get used to no matter how many mornings I was forced to endure it. "Why can't you people just leave me alone?"

"I'm sorry miss, but Sir ordered me to help you dress," the timid looking young woman said whilst raising up the dress that was draped over her arms. Seeing me about to object, she hurriedly interrupted, her large pleading eyes turned up in my direction. "Please just let me help, he will hurt my son..." 

Her eyes widened as she cut herself off abruptly seeming more terrified every second as she nervously glanced around the room. The honesty practically seeped out of her eyes and sighed in defeat. It wasn't her fault but I couldn't deal with any other people's problems right now. Nevertheless I didn't want to make them any worse if I could do something easy about it so with reluctance I held my arms out for the dress as no way was I being dressed again as my wrists didn't even hurt any more. 

It had been several long days since the incident and I had become dependent on others doing stuff for me, despite my protests. I couldn't do much, lifting even the smallest of things proved nearly impossible. Shying away from any contact especially from the men whose gaze made me feel dirty; I had remained in the bedroom, not moving much at all. At regular intervals, girls scantily clothed, and sometimes even younger than I was, came in with all my favourite food. I hated being spoon fed like a baby but I still couldn't regain complete control of the cutlery which worried me to no end. 

New, skimpy but decidedly more decent than the other girls' clothing had been laid out every day but I refused to wear them as my only chance of resistance against him. Instead I remained in the baggy shirt that I had discovered at the back of his closet, its largeness providing some comfort. It still had the price tag attached so at least I knew that it hadn't previously been pressed against his or another girls' body. Though I refused the clothing that he provided, I couldn't decline the fresh underwear no matter how tiny and lacy they were. 

With every refusal his frustration grew though he tried to hide it behind a sweet façade that I was beyond scared to see it break. Despite the doctor's promise to keep me in the medical bay, I didn't even get to stay for one more night. There was only time for one more hurried accompanied check-up before the doctor agreed to transfer me back to our 'shared' room. 

Thankfully he had been occupied with 'difficulties at work' or so he simply said and so he wasn't around much. When he did return I had successfully mastered the art of pretending to asleep which prevented him from doing anything further. In the early mornings and late at night he would greet me with a kiss to my forehead before pulling me close so that I was pretty much welded to his apparent permanent hard on. I didn't fight him with what he took, as I knew that it could be a lot worse if he knew I was awake. The moon had been my only company as I had waited each night; his imminent arrival preventing me from falling asleep. Once he had arrived though his tight grip pressed my body against his as he breathed heavily down my neck. His hands had continued to roam, even in the depths of his sleep which made it impossible for me to get any kind of rest as I struggled not to throw up. Restless and staring into space; it took several sleepless nights until pure exhaustion took over and pulled me under into a fretful sleep where dreaded future possibilities ran free. 

After a few moments my sluggish brain registered that I still felt no material and I glanced back over my shoulder to see that she had laid the unzipped dress on the bed before coming closer to me apprehensively. Reflexively I pulled my arms closer to me so she couldn't reach for them as I was still wary of people but I couldn't help but notice and compare my own actions to how she flinched back from the movement as if expecting to get hit. Realising that this woman meant me no harm, I relaxed my stance slightly and lowered my arms further when she whispered "please."