KINOWAH LAKE

the quarters.

We reached the place the woman called "the quarters".

"Ladies, this is the place you will live for the rest of your lives, if you disobbay me or my son, Alex-"

I blocked her out for a second. her son? he was her son? ewww! But why was he not ugly?

"severely punished." she finished.

"Talk out of term, your whipped, assault a worker or Alex, hair shaved off, and arms cut, not off, but sliced open. Assault me? Your dead." She lowered her voice and the wind was knocked out of me, and I got dizzy.

"So Alex, who's the prettiest?" she looked around.

"her." he smiled and pointed to Ashley.

She gasped, and I got jealous.

"workers." she said, motioning them towards Ashley.

Two big workers grabbed her by each hand and carried her.

"What are you doing?!! Stop! Go away!" she cried.

they continued on as she squirmed and pleaded them not to hurt her. They took her into a room we couldn't see, and soon enough, we heard a scream. And then another. And for the last time, a loud scream, that went on, and on that seemed like forever, but only about 3 minutes.

And out came Ashley, her chest, all bloody, and there was a big hole. more like a wound. She fell onto her knees and passed out, bleeding onto the floor.

They took her lifeless body, and wrapped her in plastic, and threw her in a trunk.

And I will never, ever get that picture out of my mind, not ever.

I started to cry, then bawl, and then, I became a blank hole of nothing.

"Whelp, Alex don't you think that's enough for the night?" Said the woman.

He nodded and smiled.

"alright, curfue's in an hour!" she yelled. The workers leashed us up again, but without Ashley, I had nothing. Even though i had just met her it felt like I knew her for years. She was like a Caity.

"wait a second," I mumbled. I looked up, and my eyes were big. "My cousin..." Tears rolled down my cheeks. A long time ago, I met Ashley. I was 10, and I guess she didn't remember me, even though we talked on the phone all the time. She must've forgot what I looked like and that ripped my heart out even more.

We got to another location, and it looked just about the same as the others, but was smaller. The old hag said from then until we were "chosen" we were slaves. Two kinds:  sex slaves, or work slaves.

The choosing of slaves didn't go in any kind of order, Alex  just randomly chose.

"sex." he walked over to the next.

"work"

"Work"

"sex"

"sex"

"sex"

"work"

"work"

"work"

"work!"

And he came over to me and eyed me a little. The suspense killed me.

And then the words hit me in the face. I was. A sex slave. And he continued on in random patterns. And his voice echoed in my head. The way he said it just broke my already broken heart more.

And in less then thirty minuets, all the girls were chosen. The work slaves went to a different room,to sleep, and the sex slaves stayed in the current room.

"instead of sex slave, the term we use is 'Lady's'. So Lady's, the workers will lead you to your cells."  Said the woman who made us live here.

Alex lead me to my room, and he stayed for a while, and we had rags for clothes sitting on the mat they gave for sleeping on.