Heather's Hope

Chapter 10

Sorry about the long wait, writers block is a bitch but I've finally got back to this story. Hope u like the chapter, vote and comment what you like or would like to see happen.

Heather's POV

I sat shivering in the corner of my cage as the new girl, battered and bruised woke up. Sliding my water across to her, she nodded her head slightly before taking a sip.

"Enough's enough. We will get out of this place." I said to her before the door slammed opened.

"How are my girls today." Bob strode over to the table and laid out his whips. I side glanced over to see the new girl cowering in fear. Anger built up inside me to see her like that, the way he made her literally broke her made me want to gorge his eyes out for touching her.

"Delightful, may I ask why you do this?" I asked gripping the cage bars and leaning my head against the coldness. Bob turned and faced me with a smile on his face. Placing his whip down he walked over and unlocked my cage, swinging the door open he motioned me out. I took a deep breathe and crawled out and stood to my feet.

"You are to attend a party, at this party you will meet some interesting people. Do what Frank tells you to do and if you are successful, well... We can put the whips behind us." He smiled and brushed my hair away from my neck. Grasping my hands tight, he led me into another room which was way more fancier than the shit hole sex room. Shiny black and white tiles covered the floor complexes the white marble walls. It was exceptionally clean.

"There's a bath and everything you need is in the wardrobe." He unchained my wrists and took the collar off my neck before leaving me to my privacy. I shuddered of the feeling of being alone but wasted no time cleaning myself off. I scrubbed my skin till I felt I got every single stain off. I soaked long enough in the bath till curiosity peeked and I wanted to see the clothes I would be wearing to this party. Bracing myself for the worse clothes, surprising they were gorgeous. Velvet, silk and other types of fabrics filled the wardrobe. I selected the sky silk blue dress and quickly slipped it on before Bob came back in.

"Don't you look amazing. Now sit." He commanded and I obeyed. I held back the tears as I saw myself in the mirror. My eyes were soulless, my face looked like I hadn't eaten in years. My collarbones stuck out and I was pretty sure under the dress id be nothing more than a skeleton. I flinched as Bob ran a comb down my hair.

"Don't fuck up tonight, think of it as your shot to get away from it all. When your progress is reported back to me and I am satisfied by it, I won't touch you. Ever again unless you want me to." He spoke softly glancing up to meet my gaze in the mirror. His words shocked me and I felt kindness in his tone. He would never touch me. No whips or devices. Once he finished my hair I stood up and followed him out as he unlocked the door and led me down a candlelit passage. Once at the end, salty air hit me. I hadn't been familiar with the wind in ages, my eyes adjusted to the streetlights and the sounds of the busy street.

"Dear Heather, you look lovely." Frank said and kissed my cheek. He waved Bob off in dismissal and opened the car door open for me. Once I stepped into car, determination filled me.

I won't fail.