Puppet

The Devil

     The next morning wasn't any better than yesterday, he was in my cell early throwing a bucket of freezing water on my sleeping form. I jerked awake with such force that my head spun and my back and legs burned instantly. "Good morning slave, you're filthy and need a bath so strip." He pulled me to my feet by my arm his grip like an iron vise as he dragged me down the hall to a shower room. He didn't give me the chance to take my clothes off as he pulled my shirt over my head and tossed it in the hallway. I slapped my arm around my chest trying to cover myself, but he easily pulled it away and secured a rope around my wrist. He pulled my arms up to hook the rope on a chain and hook dangling from the ceiling, then he tugged my jeans and underwear down in one fluid motion leaving me naked in front of him. He took a few steps back and admired his work, I let my head drop and kept my eyes glued to my teal painted toe nails. 

      The water from the hose he was spraying me with was harsh and cold, my teeth chattered non-stop and i couldn't stop the tremors running through my body. "You're awake now huh Astrid?" I just growled at him over the roaring pressure of the hose, finally he turned it off and threw it to the side. He walked up to me running his hand along my tummy and waist as he circled around me like a predator, he lazily starts in his australian  accent," If you are a good girl I will give you some food, but you have to do something for me first." I slowly look up at him curious to what he wants. "Well what do you want me to do?"He smiles sadistically and takes my arms away from the hook pulling me back to my little cell. He guides us over to the bed and he sits on the edge of it leaving me standing in front of him.

     In this position he doesn't look like a walking nightmare, but i am proven wrong when he speaks."Get on your knees between my legs." He was not asking, he was commanding. I faltered for three seconds before the word vomit left my tongue, "fuck you, i'm not getting on my knees for a perverted fuck like you!" He was off the bed in the time it took me to blink slamming my head down into his knee, I fell back with a thud on the ground. All i saw was two of him standing above me before they reached down and grabbed me by my hair hauling me to my feet. "You will learn one way or another what your place here is" He spat in my face before forcing me to sit with my back trapped against the bed. He unzipped his jeans and shoved his erect member in my face with a jerk of the hand in my hair signaling me to open my mouth. I was too dazed and tired to fight him, my face hurt like a son of a bitch so i just let me mouth fall open and my tongue roll out.

     His mood swings were going to kill me, ever so gently he placed the head of his penis on my tongue slowly rubbing it back and forth, my eyes darted to everything in the room but him. I hated being completely powerless in the presence of this monster, even if i do escape him I will never forget the way his blazing blue eyes looked upon me in excitement to my pain.  He jerked my head back a little forcing my eyes to meet his lustful blue irises, he slowly weaved his other hand into my hair pushing his member half way into my mouth slowly. He closed his eyes in pleasure slowly moving my head with his hands making his erection slide in and out of my mouth, I saw my opportunity to escape and I bit down hard as his penis slide in my mouth again. The words that left his mouth weren't pretty by any means, "Ahhh you fucking whore!" his hand collided with my face so hard that I tasted blood instantly and my body went limb,"You want to fucking bite somebody huh BITCH!" 

      I screamed in horror as he sank his teeth down into my shoulder like a rabid wolf , they're no words in the dictionary that could describe the pure fear that was running through my whole body as he tore away a small chuck of skin off my shoulder. I was crying like a newborn baby trying desperately to scoot myself back into the corner and just put any sort of distance between me and this god damned monster. I watched the blood drip from his mouth as he smiled at my attempts to flee,"where are you going doll?" He spoke while cocking his head sideways watching me intently, I had reached the corner by now my eyes darting from his face to the closed door behind him. He made a sound of disapproval while slowly stalking closer to me, a predator and his prey caught in a game of cat and mouse. "Now why would you want to leave? The fun has just started whore!" He shouted at me making me flinch in my huddled position against the wall, his hand gripped my forearm ripping me up from safe place.

     He grabbed a t-shirt I hadn't noticed on the bed and began fumbling with the ropes binding my wrists once they fell away he shoved the shirt in my hands. "Put that on and don't be fucking stupid, you're in enough trouble already." He said while doing up his jeans and I carefully slipped the shirt over my head, the shirt stopped right at the tops of my thighs barley covering my butt. I looked down at my feet avoiding his angry gaze, my feet and legs were bruised and had small cuts on them here and there I didn't even want to know what my face looked like. "Are you hungry Astrid?" He asked when my stomach growled loudly much to my dismay, I didn't want nor did I need anything from this monster. "Answer me." He spoke sternly down at me, much like a parent scolding his child, I looked up to his face and the temper he was holding back made me terrified. "Yes Master.." I said barely above a whisper, if I didn't answer him i'm sure he will break my face. 

       He slowly bound my wrists again while watching my face, but he didn't say anything else while he lead me out the door and down the hall way again. Man, his mood swings are really giving me fucking whiplash. Once again he pulled the keys from his pocket on the front of his jeans and stuck them in the door pushing it open, the light from outside blinded me momentarily as his grip on my arm tightened more if even possible. My heart panicked for a moment until he steered me in the direction of the big wooden cabin, curiosity seized my brain and I snapped my eyes over to him.  He was looking straight ahead dragging me up the set of stairs at the back of the cabin and pulling me through the sliding glass door. My jaw dropped when he shoved me towards the middle of the room, it was beautifully decorated. Everything was neat and had a place of its very own to be for the rest of time. As my eyes were scanning every detail of the first floor the monster had moved into the kitchen I could see him through a little open bar area in the wall separating the living room and kitchen. 

    My feet timidly moved toward the direction of the kitchen, hesitation in every small step that I took I saw him look at me from the corner of his god forsaken blue eyes making sure I wasn't about to take off running. "Well come on Astrid, I won't bite." He spoke smiling sadistically, i cringed internally and came to stand awkwardly in the middle of the big kitchen. There is a table off to the right and a stand alone island between him and I, he points at the stool tucked under the islands edge, "Sit."It was a command, I hesitantly stepped up to the island and moved the stool out to perch on the very edge of it my nerves completely fried from the two days i've been here.  I watched him intently, my eyes never leaving him as he neatly made a sandwich with some kind of meat, cheese, lettuce, and I think mayonnaise. He turns back around with it and sets the plate directly in front of me, his blue eyes beating down on me like the rays of the sun in summer. "You don't deserve it, but I don't want you starving to death." He says pushing the plate closer to me gesturing for me to pick it up. 

     My hands are shaking as I pick up the sandwich his eyes belittling me as i take my first small bite. It may be because i haven't eaten in god knows how long, but this is the best damn sandwich I ever tasted, I dug in without hesitation this time. His smirk threw me off  guard, but I ignored it and finished the rest of my meal, once I was done he set a glass of water in front of me and took the plate to the sink. I gulped down the water in three seconds flat, when I brought the glass down from my face he was already back and leaning across the island staring at me. "So Astrid, do you want me to tell you what you next punishment is?" Mid way through his sentence everything around me went fuzzy and his voice slowed down as he spoke. What the fuck, he drugged me, I clumsy got to my feet knocking the stool over and staggering my way to the door. The click of his shoes on the hard wood floors and the sinister laugh that escaped his mouth were the only things I heard as my legs buckled and I fell to my hands and knees. His foot pushed at my side and I toppled over onto my back, my vision would not focus and my brain was working double time. "Astrid you don't look so good," He spoke in that fucking australian accent,"Did master break you babydoll?" That was the last thing I remember before everything went black, it felt like i was falling forever before my mind shut off and I was under completely.