Taken

Touched

(Day Four Evening)

My eyes shot open as the door slammed. How long had I been here? My stomach growled with hunger. How long had it been since i ate? My captor pulled me out of my thoughts as he unclipped the thing and pulled it out of my mouth. I shut my mouth quickly. My stomach growled again.
"If you give me a kiss then you can eat food," he stated.
I nodded my head. Anything was better than being trapped here with no food. His lips found mine and he pushed his tongue into my mouth. It roamed my mouth. He tasted of burgers. This made me all the more hungry. He kept me in the kiss for a while before pulling away. I took a deep breath. An amused grin was on his face. He unshackled me before picking me up. I was carried past the bathroom and the bedroom. He took me into a living room and I was sat on the floor infront of the sofa. My eyes focused on a window. It was still light outside. My wrists were clipped into more shackles. My head snapped towards my wrists. They were chained to the coffee table.
"Don't even think about trying to escape darling," he hissed into my ear.
He left me alone before returning. A hot bowl was placed infront of me and a fork was shoved into my hand.
"I presume that you like spaghetti bolognese," he said.
I nodded my head. He sighed and sat down behind me. The TV was turned on and he flicked through the different channels until he found a football game. I ate the food as we watched it. When I was done, I put the fork into the bowl. At half time, he took the bowl away and brought me back a glass of water which he set down on the table. I gulped it down. I hadn't realised how thirsty I was. When i was done, he began to stroke my hair. It wasn't bad at first until I felt him on the back of my head. It twitched and I squirmed at the feeling.
"Please stop," I said while trying to escape.
"What?" He asked, teasingly.
"Stop touching my hair," I screamed and pushed my head back to attack him.
I must have hit something as he groaned in pain. I didn't dare to turn around. There was no noise. It was silent. All of a sudden, he unclipped my hands and pulled me to stand up. I was steered back towards that room. There was no point in resisting as I knew that it would end in more pain. I was sat down on a stool. He grabbed something that glinted into the light. I didn't know what he was doing until hair started to drop all around me. My mouth opened to say something but no sound came out. He kept on cutting my hair until it was a bob. A single tear rolled down my face. He opened the door to what looked like a pet cage.
"Get in," he ordered.
"Your not going to restrain me," I mumbled.
"I will if you don't do as I say," he stated.
I stood up on shaky legs and walked over to the cage. Then I bobbed down and crawled inside. The bars were cold. I pushed myself against the back of the cage and hugged my knees. The cage door was slammed shut and locked before my captor left the room.