Her Addiction

chapter one

Jasmine glanced at the clock for the third time that hour, wondering what could be wrong. 'He hasn't come to see me', is he tired of me, has he already found my replacement? She willed herself not to panic. She couldn't understand why he has neglected seeing her today, touching her today, she lived for his caresses, and the pain that comes along with it. She couldn't imagine anything else.
This wasn't how it has always been. In the first few Months of her captivity, she always cried when ever she was conscious, she begged, shouted but no help came. He didn't even seem to mind her screaming, it made him smile. The chains clung tightly around her wrists only allowing her to extend her arm. The little dark room slowly became her private heaven, her legs weren't bound but it's not like she could walk out of there. She was allowed to sit only when he wasn't there. But whenever he made that sound on the door, she was mandated to lie down and wait for him in an inviting manner. At first she couldn't cope with the routine and constantly screamed when he raped her, but with time she learnt that it was a waste of time and no one would come no matter how much she called out for help.
She wasn't the only one there, once 3yrs ago, she met the other girl Charlene. It was bath day and she was been dragged to the bathroom. He left to get something and that's when she heard what sounded like a sob outside the door
'Whose there? She asked
'It's me Charlene' the voice answered
'I don't know you'
'Yes, but I know you'
'How?
' he talks about you a lot, said you are his favorite, he hits us when we don't do as you do'
'I thought I was alone, how many girls are here'
'I don't know, I have only met four others. But some have......
She never finished the statement, Jasmine heard a loud slap and his voice 'have you forgotten the rules Charlene?
She heard footsteps of her hurrying away. He entered the bathroom and smiled at her. He leaned down, caressed her face before grabbing her hair and hitting her head on the bathtub
'I will let you go because it's your first offense, my rule is simple, don't ever talk unless I ask you to'
She could have sworn she saw a whole constellation of stars and she never broke a rule after that.

With time her cries turned to sobs, pain became pleasure and his torture was anticipated. He let her leave the room and clean up the house. It was a huge house in the middle of nowhere, not that it mattered because, she wouldn't dream of leaving his side. It became her new life as her old life disappeared from memory. She also waited whenever he left on business trips, he left her in charge and she looked after other girls though she never saw their faces or talked to them, she served them food and water thru the small hole, she wouldn't think of breaking the rules even in his absence. At first he kept up to six girls, but with time they reduced to his favorite three, she held the lamp as he hacked up one of the discarded girls and explained that he didn't need her anymore. 'But don't worry Mon cher, you are the best and you will never end up like her, she smiled at him believing every word he said, trusting him. She was the only constant girl there, others came and left or rather came and died.

Now she was worried, he hasn't come to see her today and it's almost nightfall. Has he found a new favorite? Would she be discarded? She blamed herself for thinking she can't be relapced, for thinking she would also come first. She prayed silently he would open the door and smile at her
In all her 5yrs of living with him, she never asked his name, she didn't need to. Cos in her heart he was her Prince charming......