Puppet

The Cellar

All of my senses snapped back to me at once as I jolted upright in the bed I was laid on. I don't remember anything, my surroundings consisted of a set of metal jail cell doors, the bed I was on, and a metal bucket in the corner. I slowly took in my appearance from head to toe, I was missing my shoes, my jacket and my hair clip. Glad I still had my jeans and tshirt on I slowly swung my legs over the side of the bed trying to remember what happened clutching my forehead in my hand. A loud jingle sound at the end of the hall made my head snap in the direction of the sound a few of my red curls falling over my face, slowly a light was turned on throughout the entire place. I then got a clear view of where I was, I was in a god damn cellar with about three other cages in it. As my eyes frantically scanned the area a man dressed in black jeans, a white button up shirt and black mask came into view.

He didn't say anything as I kept my eyes down on the floor, slowly he pulled a set of keys from his pocket and opened the small door at the other end of the bars. His foot steps sounded like rolling thunder in my ears as he walked into the cell closer to me, but he stopped at least 4 feet from me. I could feel his eyes burning into my skull, I dared a peek up at him and thats when he spoke. "Hello Astrid" he said while taking his black mask away from his face, I slowly took in every feature of his face. He had a strong defined jaw line, with blazing blue eyes, and slicked back raven colored hair. His posture screamed dominant and i gulped loudly and cast my eyes down again. I did not know what he wanted nor did I care, I just wanted to go home he was giving off a bad vibe and my legs jumped into a sprint for the door. Just as I got four feet from it, my out stretched hand ready to pull me through it a sharp pain exploded at the back of my head and I was ripped back and carelessly tossed to the other wall. Before I had the chance to blink he was right in front of me the back of his hand connecting to my cheek with so much force my head snapped sideways automatically.

He forcefully grips my jaw and snatches my face forward and i'm forced to stare right into his seething blue irises. "Astrid that wasn't a very smart thing to do and with everything you do in this place there is a hefty consequence to pay!" He spoke breathing heavily in my face rage evident in every word he spat. "Now lets try this again?" he spoke while leading me back to the bed by my wrist. He forcefully pushed me to sit on the edge of the bed and I stayed rooted to that spot afraid he would do much worse if I moved again. My eyes only darted to the open door once before he cleared his throat and began. "They're rules you have to follow here and you need to listen very closely to what I say next Astrid, Do you understand?" I nod in response to his statement not able to find my voice to speak. I heard the smack before I felt his hand collide with the side of my face again sure to leave a bruise. My eyes shifted back to his with horror as he spoke. "Rule number one: Always answer me with words when I speak to you", he pauses for a moment to analyze my face smirking at the terror written all over it. "Rule number two: You will address me as Master from here on out, if I ask you what your age is you will say?" he stops and stares at me waiting for my answer to his question. I look anywhere else but him refusing to obey him in any sense, who the fuck does he think he is. He aggressively grasps my hair at the back of my head forcing me to look at him and he all but spits in my face "What the fuck do you say Astrid!"

I can see the veins on his neck popping out in anger and feel the burning grip he has on my hair, squeezing my eyes shut in pain I whimper "Twenty Three Master". I can hear the smirk in his voice as he speaks, "That wasn't too hard Astrid."" Now onto rule number three: You are to obey my every command, you will be loyal to me like a dog to its master. Though i do enjoy a good challenge." He releases my hair harshly sending my back into the wall behind me making me groan in protest. He reaches into the back pocket of his jeans and pulls out a long section of rope as i slowly try sliding to the other side of the bed to put distance between us. "Astrid don't run from me you can make this easy and give me your wrist or I can force these ropes on you." I didn't move a muscle and i'm pretty sure i've been holding my breath for an eternity. I just sat there and stared at him like a deer in headlights watching his lips turn up into a cruel and sadistic smile. "The hard way it is then" his arm shot out at lightening speed gripping my calf and yanking with a force I was pretty sure wasn't humanly possible. I desperately tried to get a hold of anything solid that would hold me to that spot but my hands found nothing and soon enough he had me bent over the bed with my arms behind my back. I fought against him with every bit of strength I had, he easily tied the rope around each of my fingers and wrists binding my hands and wrists together depleting their use completely.