You're my slave

Chapter 2

Alison and her family impatiently wait at the front desk for their new slave to arrive. Let's be honest the DiLaurentis' never did anything patiently. They were royalty.

"How much longer?!" Her father asks the tall middle aged man in a tux behind the desk.

"Not much longer your Royal Highness. Here, have a cigar, complimentary. One of the finest." He replies as Alison crosses her arms over her large chest and rolls her eyes.

Then finally she sees the other three slaves coming through the back door. Her eyes franticly looking for her tall tan beauty. A grin creeps up on her face as she spots her. Her slave walking behind the others. Her dark brown long hair coving her face as she looks at her feet and is being shoved by a guard.

Alison then happily grabs the tracking device that is on the desk. The one that was handed to her dad after his purchase of his daughter's new slave. Ali then slightly shakes her head, getting her blonde curls out of her face. Showing nothing but confidence. She straightens out her dress a little and struts over to her new property, leaving her family behind. Who honestly, took no interest in the new investment and just wanted to get the hell out of there.

"You can go now!" Alison snaps at the guard with her queen bee attitude, shooting daggers at him for touching her slave in such a manner. She then looks at her new toy with a sly grin. The brunette looks horrified, confused and scared all at once. Ali then clears her throat, earning her attention from Emily. Her doe like eyes looking into Ali's sapphire blue ones. Then something changes in Ali. She looks around to make sure no one is watching and gently grabs her slave's hand. She reaches over and gently brushes away a tear that had escape Emily's eye.

"Don't cry..." She gently whispers. Emily looks at her in shocked. Ali's whole demeanor then changes and she's back to that nasty girl who just snapped at the guard a second ago and a new sly grin appears on her face.

"Be happy you're with me. You could have been bought by the cockhead Noel. I did you a favor!" She says harshly as she throws a side eye at Noel who is inspecting the both of them.

Alison then grips Emily's hand firmer. The gentle touch she gave Emily before being replace with harsh man handling. She then puts the tracking device on her new slave's wrist. It's a thick gold bracelet that made a locking sound when Ali attached it, making it irremovable. It had in fancy engraving that read: Property of AD showing she was a slave. Emily just looked on dumbfounded, not believing what was happening.

"What did you do? What is this?" Emily asks upset and tried to push Ali away.  Being scared by the sound the bracelet made when Ali attached it. Emily then tried to grab at the bracelet to remove it. Breathing hard as a whimper leaves her mouth, involuntarily. She refuses to cry in front of these people.

"Oh quit it darling. You're not getting that off. Stop being so dramatic." Her new master spits at her with no remorse. "It's a tracking device. It shows who you belong too."

"Why?" Emily asks in a challenging voice. The question that's been haunting her finally being asked. It's been in Emily's head since the moment she got dragged away from her baby and home. Now it's time to get answers.

"Because I said so." Alison bites back. Not liking the way Emily is talking to her. Then looks her straight in the eyes making sure the tall brunet understands. "Your new master." Alison then motions for her own personal guards to get her salve. Already growing tired of the situation and wanting to leave.

"Wait stop!" Emily struggles against the guards. "You can't do this to me." She cries as Alison walks away from her with a devilish grin.

"Watch me." Alison says as she walks away swaying her hips.