Take One Last Breath.

Chapter 3- Home

Breakfast was over, the girls were soundless and walked to their room after placing the dishes in the sink and having been told to wash them.

kyra shut the door behind them to their room, placing her hands on the cold door, then slowly leaning foreword and resting her forehead on it. Kyra sighed.

Forever she belonged to him, and forever this was her life. Meeting a new group of women...teaching them the rules of his home. It didn't matter how well they behaved... they were still murdered.

She was afraid to dream of a better home...a better place, she lived in a palace without any light. Had no sound, had no life.

A tear drop fell and she stood straight, walking violently towards the hole that she crawled through last night. Touching the out side of the hole, Kyra exhaled softly, then wiped her soundless tears.

Everywhere around her was dark, she lived in a house blood, fighting the voices in her head every day to stay alive. No one could hear her, no one knew she was there and no one cared. No one cares about a slave girl that lives in his world,  it is darker then the night outside. His foot steps crept closer. She held firm to the rocks that formed a frame around her dirt exit.

" Kyra. " His need and bold voice crept up behind her and grasped her heart. Her body trembled as she slowly turn to look over her shoulder.  

" Master...." Kyra's voice shook with fear.

" The new ones have been warned?" He questioned as he stood in the middle of the empty underground palace.

" Yes Master."

Kyra turnt around to feel his hands along her sides. She gasped and moved her face as far from his as she could.

" I can feel your fear and hate pulsing through my body, love. "

His voice exerted around her and slid across her body like a warm wind. Kyra's eyes met his, a stone blue, and his white perfect skin. Her fear fell out of her body, it was replaced with lust. Stefan was beautiful, the most beautiful man she would ever see. She knew in her heart she loved him...and all it took was one look. Kyra felt his body pulsing against hers, everywhere from his fingers to the unusual lump in his pants. Stefan gently pushed Kyra against the cold stone wall. electric shocks exploited throughout her entire body, while she let out a small gasp and put her hands on Stefans forearms. Her blood pounded and pushed against her skin, trying to force itself out of her body to feed him, she was reminded through the un arwable pain that caused her to cringe,  he owned her.

" M..Master." She stuttered.

" Shh. " he snapped back.

Gently he moved her face close to hers, just enough to feel her short breaths on is lips, the pain of her throbbing blood stopped. Her eyes flickered and regained focu. He lifted her face and kissed her forehead, slowly and softly.

He closed his eyes and remembered the day he met her. How scared she was, and beautiful. Her curly long black hair and big blue eyes. He smirked.

" I will never hurt you." moving away from her he turnt and walked away. He could feel every single feeling that circulated throughout his slaves body. The lust she feels, the fear. Stefan could feel her sexual arousal, and it took every bit of his will power and strength not to strip her of her clothing and make love to her. 

 " M...master" Her soft voice hummed through his ears.

" Yes?" he answered without facing her.

" Do you love me?"

Stefan wanted to tell her yes. He wanted to run over there, pick her up and carry her to his bed. Forever he will protect her. Forever he will love her.

" Good day, slave." He said peacefully, and continued to his room.

Shaking her head, Kyra walked to her room. She opened the door to see the girls surrounding Kimi's body. 

Letting out a short gasp she hurried to Kimi's side. Quickly she felt for a pulse. A timid blood pound was felt. Kyra nodded her head and sent Nicole to fetch the Master. Hesitantly, Nicole obeyed.

" Is she going to be okay?"  Andy quietly murmered.

Kyra nodded. "yes. I'm no doctor, but I've seen this before. Its tramatic shock, all of the stress and worry caused her body to collaspe. It happens often to slaves."

Tiff walked up to Kyra and put her hand on her shoulder. " We're all going to die. Aren't we." Her question sent chills up Kyra's spine. Anger bubled inside her. This isn't how these girls will end...enough.

" You girls can't look at this as though you're awaiting death. I've been in this since I was seven. Always by masters side. why? because I don't give up. I don't accept death as a ultimate ending. I stay fighting until I can't fight anymore. You girls want to live? Grow a fucking set and survive."

the room fell silent, all the girls stairing blankly at Kyra. B started smiling. " You all are pathetic. .. believing that someone is going to save you. This is always on thw news... a sex trade.  Once you're in you can't get out. " Kyra stood up, anger intoxicated her, rushing through her stone cold body like a wave of fire. " You will die. yes. but wether it be because of this ' sex trade ' is you're decision alone. " Getting close to Kyras face B was a single piece of paper away from her lips. " If this is a choice, why the fuck are you still here. You can't be that special. "

Anger overuled her movements and shw reached out and slammed B into the wall behind her. With a loud thud, the back of the blonds skull bounced off the wall. She groaned then tuned her deviliah eyes towards Kyra, who stood strong with anticipation.  " I am here by choice.  and as for you, my choices are none of your concerns. Piss off and defend for yourself you sleesy tramp. " In a huff, Kyra stormed out of the room. She walked towards thw hidden exit and lifted herself into the cold, hard cave  hat led her to the outside. Once again.

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