"well, i already have what i want, you" i furrow my brows and look at her in pure confusion. "what do you mean? why am i actually here you creep!" i snapped and she grabbed my jaw by her strong hands "ask me one more question, i dare you" she snapped as she looked me straight in the eye. i whimper slightly and stare into her dark, mysterious eyes "that's what i thought" she mumbled and pulled away. i completely forgot that i had lost my place and she was in full control of me, i wish i said something. i don't want her to think i'm scared of her, even though i am.
she pulled away from the bed and walked over to a set of drawers, i watched her in confusion as she pulled out what seemed to be some type of collar. i looked up in fear as she walked over to me and placed it around my neck. "there you go, pet" she mumbled, wait a minute... pet. did she seriously just call me her pet? i shook my head "i'm not your fücking pet" i snapped as i looked at her. she slapped my thigh and i flinched and whimpered and backed away from her, almost falling off of the bed. she walked around the other side of the bed and pinned me to the bed frame by my neck. i choked on air and went wide eyed as i looked at her face full of anger, "you are what i tell you-you are, got it, pet?" she snapped and i nodded quickly, not in agreement, just so i could breath. she pulled her hand away which left me gasping in a lungful of air. i leant forward and caught my breath and once i started breathing at a somewhat normal pace again i looked up at her and she was just staring at me. what is her problem.
6:35pm
i had fell asleep after a while once she left, it seems to be the only thing i can do.
i was awoken by someone shaking my shoulder "wake up" i fluttered my eyes and pouted as i hid my face in the fluffy pillow "five minutes.." i mumbled into the pillow as i snored softly. when i'm tired i have no idea what's going on, i should learn from that because next thing i knew i was being picked up and chucked on the floor. i groaned when i hid my head on the cold, hard marbel floor "what the fück!" i looked up in pain and confusion "i told you to wake up" she muttered and kicked my leg for me to get up, i put my handcuffed hands on the floor to help push up my limp, tired body. once i was fully standing she shoved a tray to my chest "eat" she mumbled before going to walk off. i'm sick of being controlled. i threw the tray to the floor and she turned around and stepped over the tray as she stormed in my direction, shit.
she grabbed me by my neck and slammed me to the wall, almost giving me concussion from the contact of my head to the wall. her fingers tightened around my neck and i lifted my head up more in hope to gain air, but it didn't work. "i-if your going to kill me, d-do it already" i choked out with the only air and energy i had left in my body to spare. she growled and threw me to the floor and i didn't move.. i just layed there, possibly waiting for something else to happen. i'll not give her what she wants. and if that includes me being beaten up for it, then so be it.
