I kept replaying the events of last night in my head, and no matter how many times I replayed those events, I felt a sense of guilt. I would never be in this position if I never went to help that little girl. "Good morning, love." Carter said as he played with my nipples. I was still tied to the bed, suffering every second. "Listen, I want to start over, but we need to establish some rules. I will untie you if you listen. The first rule is that I'm not afraid to harm you more than I already have. I can make the punishments far worse. The second rule is that the sooner you realize I own you, the sooner the punishments won't be as hard. The third rule is that the men here work here and respect me, but if they wanted to, they could have fun with you as well. The last and final rule is that you sleep naked. Understood?" Carter said while he fiddled with my hair. So basically, what Carter said is that my free will was gone.
"Go to hell. I will never submit to you." I stated. "Kara, Kara, Kara, you will have wished you did." Carter got out of bed and made his way towards the bathroom. "Carter" calling his name made him stop dead in his tracks. "Yes love?" "I have to pee." "Alright then." Carter grabbed a bucket from the bathroom and placed it right under me. "Go pee." "Are you serious?" "If you don't want to submit, then you don't have access to anything." I took a deep breath before peeing in the bucket. I saw Carter smile out of the corner of my eye. He was enjoying this. Once I was finished, he took the bucket and left the room. I couldn't live like this.
"I'm going to fix some breakfast; I'll be back to feed you." When Carter left the room, I repeatedly moved my hands back and forth to break out of these ropes. To my surprise, it worked. I removed the rope from my feet and rushed to the bathroom. Carter had a small window in the bathroom, but it was way too small for me to fit through. I needed a new way out. "Baby, breakfast is ready." Carter yelled from behind the door. This was my chance. I picked up a heavy book and waited for Carter to come through the bedroom. When he did, I struck him as hard as I could in the back of the head and ran. "Come back here."
I managed to make it outside with three guards on my tail. As I was heading straight towards the front gate, I felt someone tackle me on the hard cement. I think I busted my head open. The person turned me around and choked me. I couldn't breathe. "Let her go." Carter yelled. Zues snatched me off the ground. I felt blood dripping from the side of my face. I was so close. "I'm impress. You have a strong spirit; good thing I'm going to break it. Take her to the box." Zues took the back of his gun and banged it against my head, knocking me out in the process.
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Disappearance: A broken Wing
Ficción GeneralA seventeen-year-old girl went missing during her birthday party and this tells us about her journey and what she went through.