SOLD TO HERR

CHAPTER 4

FREEN SAROCHA'S POV

December 23
10:30 PM

Its been 20 days being with Ms. Armstrong. Nothing has happened to me actually. We haven't had sex so that's something different. Maybe she sees me in a different way or something.

I haven't seen her all day. It has just been me in the large house by myself all day. So I decided to explore around the house and look at things. I left her bedroom alone because that would be wrong I guess. She has some artwork hanging on the walls. They look incomplete to me. I feel that I can to a better job than what the artist has done. This really makes me want to draw, paint, be creative again.

I heard the front door alarm go off then turned off. The sound of keys being places on the counter downstairs echoed the house. The sound of her heels clicking on the floor.

I'm astounded that she can be in heels in the snow. The things she does to amaze me. I waited a little while before leaving my room. Since the house is warm, I'm just in some gray shorts and a sports bra. I knocked on her door and waited for me to let me in. I heard her approval and I came in.

She is sitting on the bench in front of her bed. She looks exhausted and tired.

I grabbed the stool (a sitting object without back and arms) in the corner and placed it right in front of her. I grabbed her left foot and put it up on my lap. I removed her heels, then gave her a foot massage. I spent ten minutes on each one before I was done.

"I'll run you a bath," I said softly.

I got up, then went into her bathroom, turning on the faucets. I put some a little bit of peppermint oil in there along with some of her soaps. I waited for the water to be hot but not too hot for her. I went back into her bedroom and slowly stripped her from her attire. Then I carried her to the bathroom and gently ease her in the large tub. She moaned while I eased her into the tub.

I watched her eyes roll back in the content of what I was doing. I left to grab the same stool and pulled one of her legs out the tub. I began squeezing and rubbing her calf and some of her thighs. I did that same to her other leg. Once I was done, I moved again and started putting pressure on her shoulders and neck.

"You must have had a long day." I said softly.

The only thing I've gotten from her was her moans and groans. I let her relax in the hot bath before I washed her. I paid attention to detail and made sure I've gotten everything.

Twenty minutes past and she stepped out the tub. I grabbed a dry towel and wiped her down.

"Can you go and lay on the bed for me." I said. She just nodded and went towards the bed.

I grabbed a bottle of oil and began rubbing her down. I add pressure on her back. I made my way down to the back of her thighs. As tempting as her body, her scent and everything can be but I want her to be relaxed as can be. After a while, I heard some soft snores from her. I wiped the excess oil off of her and pulled the cover up on her.

I turned the lights off in her room and bathroom. The I closed the door softly trying not to disturbed her sleep. I look down at my shorts and can see my guy straining again the fabrics covering it. I went back to my room and took a cold shower. It doesn't affect me as much, but it did do the trick.

"Wake up Freen." I heard a little bit. I opened my eyes a little bit and saw Becky.

I groaned and stretched then sat up. Once my eyes adjusted and saw Becky in front of me. She has a tray of food.

"I just wanted to say thank you for last night. It really felt good, I don't even remember falling asleep." I drank some of the apple juice.

"No problem, you seemed really stressed out so I decided to help." I began to eat while she continued to talk.

"Well you know Christmas is tomorrow." I nodded my head as conformation. "How did you spend your Christmas?"

"I swallowed the food that is in my mouth, I really never did. Once I was old enough to be able to really understand things, that's when the exclusion began. While everyone was getting stuff, I wasn't. I mean we had Christmas dinner over my grandparents, they bought me stuff and made me feel happy, but that was it. Then when this started it got worse. Their families came over while I just stayed in the room listening to everything. I'm surprised I haven't gone crazy yet. So I haven't truly celebrated Christmas."

I shrugged my shoulders. I don't know what she has planned, but I hope its good. Actually, since I've been sold to her, nothing bad has happened. I haven't been punished, but I'm not going to hold my breath on that.

"Would you like to spend Christmas with me?" she asked. I just froze. "You know I haven't had much time to decorate my house."

"I would love that." I smiled up at her.

"Great!" she said standing up. "Once you are done, shower and meet me downstairs."

After that, she left my room. My first actual Christmas. I started eating a bit quicker because I really hope she meant it. I'm still on edge with her because this could all just be for this one time and never again. I'm going to have my doubts, yet I haven't been here long enough to know that.
I finished eating and went into the shower. I'm still happy about all of it, so my shower wasn't that long. I put on my red Tommy Hilfiger boxers, striped gray/red and white shorts, my sports bra and a tank top. I brushed my teeth then put some lotion on then headed downstairs. Once I got downstairs there was a bunch of boxes there.

"Well, I bought a lot of decorations and a tree."

3 Hours Later

Now we have the house ready for Christmas. It is going to take a while to even take this stuff down, to be honest. Becky motioned me to come over to her, and I did. She pulled me to lay in her arms.

"I know you don't trust me fully and doubt the things I do, but it is going to be a lot different than what you are used too." I felt her grazing my scalp with her fingernails.

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