I decide to try to find something more comfortable to sleep in. I rummage through the wardrobe, until I find some simple white briefs. I pull those on instead of the panties, and I leave the shirt on. I flop on the bed and close my eyes, in less than two minutes I was asleep.
I was walking this time. I felt weight in my left hand and looked down. His hand was intertwined with mine. He gives me a dazzling smile, before a woman's voice rings through the field, "Matt we have to leave now!" I give him a sad look and he disappears again.
I soon fall through the earth. I guess I was in hell. If it was it was nice. Suddenly it wasn't so nice.
Derek, Sarah, The guy who kidnapped me, and my father came marching in. They all had tools to hurt me. I cover my face before they could hurt me.
I woke up from a sharp knock on the door.
"Dinner will be ready in five minutes, pet. Wear something nice." Mark said. I dragged myself out of the bed. I almost couldn't because it was so comfy, but I didn't want to upset him. I dug through the closet and found some nice slacks and a white button up.
I pulled them on, and started to play with my hair. I didn't know if I should have it pushed back or leave it hanging in my face. I style it to be in front of my face.
I sat on the bed waiting for him to come back. No more than two minutes later he opened the door. I got up and walked over to him. He pulled me by my waist to what I assumed was the dining room. He pulled the door open and pushed me in.
There was a long wooden table with chairs around in, and a huge chandelier. He pulled a chair out for me, and I sat down. He sat at the head of the table, while I was in the middle. A small girl, not like child, just small in height, came in and set food in front of us.
I thank her and scowls at me. I go to pick up my fork, but Mark cleared his throat. I set my hands in my lap.
"You won't eat unless I tell you that you can. It is my way of making sure no poison is served to you, and I find it respectful. Everyone gets served before eating." He tells me, and I nod.
The girl from before comes back and sets a wine glass in front of us. She then pours a sparkling liquid in the glasses. I look at it not wanting to drink alcohol. He must have seen my face and told me that it was carbonated water. I relax after that. "You may eat now, but listen. I have some rules for you to follow." He says grabbing his own fork. I take my fork and dig in. "I have ten simple rules for you to follow. 1) You must call me Master when we are alone, Sir at parties, and Mark with my family. 2) You must follow my commands, always. 3) Tell me if something makes you uncomfortable, even if it corresponds with rule two. 4) Wait until I tell you to do something, eating, dressing, and etcetera. 5) It is completely okay to cry, or yell, but don't shut me out. I care more about you than you think. 6) I will tell you 15 minute before you are going to receive a punishment, so you are prepared. 7) Don't interrupt me when I'm speaking, I find it very rude. I will pause after I say something to let you speak, if you need to. 8) If anything gets to be too much for you to handle, your safe word is red, to slow down its yellow. 9) I bought you, so I own you, but you may go anywhere in the house, beside my study. I will tell you if you can come in the study. 10) I demand respect, and crave control. If you follow these rules we will have no problems together." He says while I'm eating and I also pause to eat. I nod when he finishes.
The girl comes back and takes the dishes away. She scowls at me even more, but smiles at Mark, er Master.
"Is that girl having a bad day?" I ask when she leaves. "I don't think so. Why?" He asks. "She scowled at me. I don't want to seem paranoid." I tell him looking at my lap. "She doesn't like other people in the house, she will warm up to you." He tells me, standing up.
"Follow me, I will give you a tour of the place." He says, motioning me to follow. I scamper to his side. He takes me all over the place.
There was a pool, and a gaming room. He lastly led me to the living room and sat down on the couch with me. He put a movie on and put his arm around me. I curled into his warmth. Before you call me too trusting, I've said it before, I feel like I must please him, every minute. He started playing with my hair and I was screwed, if I didn't want to please him.
-- Derek's P.O.V.--
After I called my cousin, I called Sarah to tell her to come over. I started to pack up Jasper's shit. I don't care if I broke his CDs or ripped his posters. I tried to show him kindness, yes I had a crush on him, but that was before I found Sarah.
I did care about him, but I was going to let him down easy, before he went to college. He ran away, so screw him. I was experimenting, but figured I'm as straight as a stripper's pole.
I had three boxes of his shit, and labeled them 'Jasper things'. Sarah came in after a little while and sat down next to me on the couch.
"So you have any Idea where he is?" She asks. "Nope. Don't care either." I respond. "You're not even a little sad he cheated on you?" she continues to question. "No, he was my experiment, and I'm not gay or Bi, or any fake sexuality. I'm straight." I say turning on the T.V. I was going to give my cousin his stuff, knowing he could do something with it. I was going to visit him soon. I had three days to go, but I just needed to go.
