What was she going to do? I mean, she had to save him, right? It was the right thing to do, that's what her mother always told her. And yet, a little part of her wanted to leave Rory to his luck and move on with her life. But she refused to agknowledge that part. It would make her look heartless and Aileen didn't want that....Did she?
Shaking the thoughts from her head she continued driving, occasionally stealing glances at the GPS screen on her phone. Finally she arrived at the address Vincent had given her.
She jumped out of her car and came face to face with a small, abandoned werehouse. How painfully predictable ,she thought, walking up the small road leading up to the large metal door.
Well here goes nothing. She pushed the door open, only to find herself in a dark, empty place. Looking around, she spotted Derek and Vincent talking to each other quietly. Rory was sitting in a chair behind them, his hands behind his back.
"Al, oh thank God you're here" he said panting.
Once Vincent saw her, he smiled brightly. "Aileen, so glad you could join us!" She growled. "Alright you sick son of a bitch, I'm here, what do you want?" "I told you, sweetie, I want your complete devotion to me" he smirked.
Aileen chuckled lightly. "You're obsessive, you know that? He shrugged. "From the moment I laid eyes on you, I knew I wanted you. And I'm not a man who gives up easily."
"Ha, yeah I can tell" she said. "You do know that BDSM is about trust? And consent?"He shrugged nonchalantly. "I'm not your average Dominant." He then stared at her expectantly. She sighed.
"Fine, let's say I accept your little deal," she heard a gasp from Rory, "what happens then?"
"Well, Derek here will take your friend back home and-" "Hah, and I'm supposed to trust Derek?" she interrupted. He smiled. "I assure you he will be returned home safely." Aileen turned to look at Derek, who hadn't said a word so far. He only smirked at her. Yeah, right. "And what about me?"
"You'll be coming with me, love."
__________________________________"What?" she almost yelled. "I'll be living with you?"
"Yes, that's what I said" he anwered calmly. "Now say goodbye to your friend and meet me outside."She looked at Rory. He seemed baffled and confused, then his eyes landed on her. "Al..." he whispered. "Al, I'm so sorry. This is all my fault." "Yeahhh, it kinda is.." she smiled sadly. Then she patted his back. "See you around, R."
He may be an annoying ass motherfucker, but he still was the only person she truly cared about.Derek grabbed him by the shoulders and dragged him towards the exit. "Wait! No! Aileen! Noo!" he screamed, but to no avail, he couldn't escape Derek's grasp.
Aileen stood there for a few seconds, looking at the ground. Eventually, she took a deep breath, turned around and walked towards the back. She came outside, only to find Vincent leaning against a black Porsh. She sighed. "Well, I do prefer a Lamborghini" she said. "Porsh is better, now get in!" he ordered.
"Fine, fine, jeez" she said. Strangely enough, she didn't feel fear. She only felt excitement mixed with anticipation. Weird, right? But her life had been kinda boring recently, and she hated that, so maybe a little step into unknown waters would be a good thing?
__________________________________They were driving for about two hours, Vincent said his house was in the other side of town.
Finally they reached their destination. Aileen got out of the car and shut the door. Vincent took her by the arm, much to her dismay and lead her to a big metal gate. Where am I going, a phycho ward? she thought. The gate opened automatically, Aileen assumed there was a camera somewhere.
She looked up from the ground and her stare swiped over a huge garden, to a stone path, to a huge white mansion. She subconsiously scanned the place for escape routes. There was an opening in those bushes there, another one in that corner, probably more in the back of the house. Speaking of...
"You live alone in this huge ass place?" she asked. "Oh no, there are my bodyguards, some maids and an old, british butler."
"If his name is Alfred, I'm gonna jump off a bridge." she said. He chuckled. "It's Phillip actually." Still.
"Okay let me show you where you'll be staying" he said, as he unlocked the door to the mansion. "Why are you being so nice all of a sudden?" "Oh that won't last, just you wait" he smirked at her. And there it is again.
She didn't even have time to check the inside of the house, as he lead her up the stairs and down a large hallway, until they reached a wooden door.
The room inside was pretty much emty. It was relatively big, with a twin bed in the corner, a desk with a rotating chair in the other and a window with a balcony, overlooking the back yard of the house.
"If you're a good girl, I'll let you decorate it." Vincent said. If I find a twenty one pilots poster, it's going up no matter what you say ,she thought smiling.
Vincent grabbed her by the arm again and dragged her out of the room. "Now come on I wanna show you the good stuff." He lead her to the second floor, does he even pay taxes, how can he afford this shit?, and stopped before a large door. "This is the playroom" he said and opened it.
"The hell is a playr- oh". Well, it was pretty big. There was a king sized bed in the middle of the room and hanging on the walls...some stuff. From handcuffs to whips to dildos of various colors and sizes to...how the hell are you supposed to use th- Nevermind, she didn't wanna know. Also a closet in the other side of the room, in which she imagined there were various...outfits.
Suddenly, Vincent grabs her and pushes her against the wall, his chest on her back, his breath hot against her neck. "Now, a few ground rules" he slightly bit her neck. "You are my pet and I am your Master. You will do as I say or else you will be punished however I see fit."
Crap. ,Aileen thought. This was a very bad idea. Screw the excitement, one of the things she hated the most was being bossed around like some bitch.
I'll find a way to escape. I always have.
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