Let me go

You can be addicted.

I woke up strapped down to the metal board, I quickly opened my eyes and the first thing I saw was Courtney infront of me, standing next to one of the trolleys I had seen with the cloth over it.

"Why am I here" I whispered.

She smiled at me put her hand on my chin and looked me up and down, grinning at my obvious fear she giggled slightly. I jolted my head away quickly to get her hand off of my chin and gave her a sympathetic look.

"Answer me!" I shouted.

She ferociously slapped me around the face, "Don't shout at your master, slave!" An intimidating expression took over her face and she pulled on my hair forcing me to look up at her.

I looked down at the floor, my head still up, she kissed me on the forehead. "Now, slave, we should go over a few things now that you're mine." I remained silent and looked into her eyes.

"Number one, you do not spoke unless spoken to, do not question me, I own you."

I just stared at her blankly.

"Number two, do as you're told, slave or I'll punish you, if not me, my girlfriend."

Girlfriend? Is she lesbian?

"Number three, you will never do anything without my permission."

I blinked at her slowly.

"Last of all, accept that you're my property, you will never see the likes if your family again, that little slut leah, worthless, they're gone and you're never leaving this house, understand?"

I stayed silent and closed my Eyes, she grabbed my neck and my eyes opened in reaction to her begin to squeeze. "Answer me bitch" she growled.

"I-i understand" I whisper and closed my eyes again out of shock. "Good." She hissed, she pulled the cloth off the trolley, revealing a selection of knives and scalpels. "Open your eyes" she whispered and roughly pat my cheek twice.

My eyes went wide with fear as I eyed the collection, Courtney smiled at my reaction and knew I was scared. "I have to make sure you're mine dear slave, you need a marking." She said and picked up a small but sharp scalpel from the trolley.

"Courtney please!" I began to tear up, "that's master to you!" She shouted and gave me a clean slap across the face. I started to shake a little and tears flooded from my eyes, she took the scalpel and carved the letter C into the palm of my right hand.

I sobbed and squinted my eyes shut, she stroked my cheek and wiped away my tears. "Good girl." she whispered and kissed me on the lips.

I had kept my eyes shut and I heard a door close, I opened my eyes and she bad left. I struggled and managed to pull my right hand out of the strap, I looked at the C she had carved into my palm and a single tear dropped into the wound, I sniffed and untied my other hand, it hurt but I had set myself free.