Chapter 3 - Questions

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- Sir -


I left her alone on the balcony and went inside. My morning routine was still waiting to be completed, so I changed again and went into my gym. It had everything one could desire, for today I only had mobility training and some statics planned.

I started my workout with a warm up on an airbike, and what usually would help me clear out my head, organizing my thoughts and calming the rampant stom of emotions within me only caused my mind to go blank and circle around one thought only. My dearest, my precious, my princess. Just like it used to be. No escape from thinking about her, about the things I wanted to do with her, about how she would react. 

She never judged me, not once. She understood and respected the darkness dwelling inside me, the rage and anger she loved. Now I hoped on that, I did not want to break her completely, make her into a mindless slave. That, I could do to anyone, but she was special. Her smile and laughter, her dancing around drunk on tables and making friends everywhere she went. I would hate for that to be lost to the cause. 

But I could not let my emotions get the better of me. For now, I had to practice restraint. The machine beeped and interrupted my thoughts to tell me, the time was over. 

I went over to the mats and started sitting in a deep squat, followed by a diffiult mobility regimen I developed for myself in the last years. I tried to focus on my breathing, on the strain that I placed on my body, even on my heartbeat, but it was in vain. 

And there I was young and naive again, meeting her for the first time, seeing her glow like she was a star on the night's sky. I remembered  how she stood next to another woman, with hair like ebony wood and the brightest blue eyes I had ever seen. Yet, I only had eyes for Helena. Her long, slightly curly and messy hair with blonde strands, just standing there, she was radiant, she lit up the whole street.

I came up to her, later she would tell me that she had already decided then she would fuck me, but in that moment, I just saw a soul akin to my own and she drawed me in, as light does moths.

We hit it off right away and spend a nice sunny day on strike.


- Prey -


For quite a while I sat there, alone with my thoughts. After some time I decides to get up and explore the house and its surroundings. I looked up and mustered the red  brick wall. It had two stories, and a large garage on the left of it. Behind the house there stretched a wide meadow and in the not so far distance a forest loomed dark and chilly over the grass. It stretched up the mountain range farther away.

Nowhere around I saw a sign of other humans, not even a sign of a settlement. It seemed we where really far away from everything I knew. I felt a sharp pain in my heart, as if a string of hope had just snapped. Hope for me to get away. Since I could not find anything else of interest here, I got up and went inside. On the right, the door to the bathroom we bathed in, across the corridor the heavy double door which the torture was hidden behind. There were two more doors on my left and the staircase downwards behind them. I tried the first door, it was locked. Behind the second, there was a beautiful bedroom.

A large bed made from either ebony or darkened oak dominated the room, it had hooks and lugs to tie someone down. The ceiling had wide wooden beams, which had the same options to tie someone up hanging down. The long side of the room across the door had a large window with  variuos well kept plants all around it. All the rest of the furniture was made from the same dark wood the bed was build from, and I found a vast array of different memorabilia and pictures of him.

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