The F.R.E.A.K.S

Contained

I woke up with the feeling of electricity shooting through my veins.

"Oh the little princess finally woke up, eh?", a slightly muffled voice said. "Answer me you bitch!!" More electricity. I growled,"Watch your tongue fool, before I rip it out." He laughed at me,"Oh please, you can barely move to shoo off a fly."

I let him electrocute and insult me while I took in my surroundings and current situation. I was chained with my arms above my head and had one of those big 500 pound balls around each ankle. I was in some kind of cellar. The realization hit me that neither Spike nor Leo were here with me.

I decided to tune in on what the jerk that has been assigned to me was saying. "Hey dude can you do me a favor and tell me where my boys are?" He scoffed,"You mean the freak negro and weird punk kid?" My jaw clenched at his words and I had to use every inch of self restraint not to break those chains and give him a worse death than Jesus.

"Yeah, those guys."

An evil smile stretched its way across his face. "Oh gee," he clicked his tongue. "I don't know but I heard that the negro was being burned or something, or was it the punk? I'm not sure about that but I am sure that it's something horrible." I paled at the very thought of them in pain.

"Aww, why the long face sunshine? Can't handle the idea that your little boyfriends might get a booboo?"

I am going to slaughter anyone who touches them. I'm going to kill this man and wear his skin as a dress. I'll start from the waist up. I'll hang is head my wall, I swear I'll–

My thoughts were interrupted while I was shocked again, but this time with a higher voltage than the others. "Listen to me when I'm talking bitch!!"

"Oh I'm sorry, I didn't know insects as ugly as you knew how to speak."

His face turned beet red and he lifted the controller in his hand, presumably the one that determined how much voltage of electricity was shocked into me. "Why you little — "

"That's enough, Kary," a new voice interrupted him. It seems to be coming from all directions. "Kary" immediately backed up from me and muttered a weak,"I'm sorry ma'am.."

Ma'am? The one who runs this is a woman? I would be proudly clapping and cheering for woman empowerment was I not tortured under the commands of this woman.

She cleared her throat,"Hello, Xion is it?" I stayed quiet. "I can tell you don't want to talk but you're going to have to at some point. There's no hope in running or escaping. I have your friends under my will although I must admit, they were pretty stubborn. They kept demanding and demanding and demanding that I release you. Something along the lines of 'if you harm her I'll–' and that's where I shocked them," she giggled. Her giggle was not very cute, more terrifyingly disgusting than anything.

I already hate her.

She sighed,"Anyways, you kids get options. You can either work under me, be loved and appreciated by all, or not work under me and be on a hit list for the rest of your life. Oh– wait, I change my mind. You don't get a choice. You're working under me and any sassing or resisting will be an immediate ticket to punishment.

"So? What's your answer girl?"

I smirked and raised my head, "Your wish is my command my lady."

*
We were still kept in our cells, we weren't to be trusted yet. But I could tell the Lady had a liking to me. I was strong willed and stubborn, but submissive to her only.

I was her little, perfect soldier. And I sure as hell wasn't going to ruin that. I needed her trust. And today, she was going to visit me. And I'm not sure what powers she has or if she has any powers at all. I needed to prepare. To be 200% supportive and submissive of her and to her.

I cleared my mind of all negative thoughts, the only thing in my mind was to serve her. I was on my knees when she came in.

She was fairly tall and her hair was a soft brown in a side ponytail which was over her right shoulder. Her skin was pale and fair, she had a sort of air to her that said "don't-mess-with-me-I-can-end-you-with-one-word." When she got closer, I noticed she had deep, brown eyes and her suit top was perfectly tailored to her body. She wore a grey pencil skirt with a white blouse and her matching grey suit top. Her glasses were big and chunky and her heels were higher than my chances at survival in this place.

Her perfect red lips pulled into a smile."So submissive," her finger trailed along my jaw,"So willing to serve me, aren't you Black Rose?" "Yes my lady," I instantly replied. "Such a good girl," she praised. I leaned into her touch, she needed me to think I liked her. That I needed her. Her well manicured black nails raked through my greasy hair and I inwardly cringed that I hadn't had a good wash in ages.

She cooed,"Aww, my poor poor Rose.. You would like to go up wouldn't you? Wouldn't you like that Rose my darling?" "Yes my lady," I whispered.

"You want your friends too, don't you?"

My eyes glittered. "Yes my lady," I almost whimpered out. I missed them so much.

"Oh don't cry my dear, Mother will take care of you."

It became clear why I became so attached. She had a motherly aura and I hadn't had a mother since I was eight years old.

"Thank you my lady," I breathed out.

Those perfect lips smiled again,"Call me Mother, Rose."

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