Bound (ON HOLD)

Chapter One: The Capturing of Saphronia

Saphronia's P.O.V :
I wake up, startled, to some soft banging around in the house. My dad rushes in and holds his finger to his lips and comes close to me. "Saphie, you must stay quiet. Climb out your window, run and don't turn back no matter what." He tells me pulling me to the window. "Dad, what's-" he interrupts me by saying "no time to explain. I love you so much, please do as I ask." I hear the front door kick in and my dad's eyes shine with fear. "Go, now." He says after looking down and making sure the coast is clear. I hear footsteps coming up the stairs and nod, climbing out the window. I start climbing down to the ground from my room and do as I'm told.
I start to flee towards the police station, but something, no, someone pulls me hard. I end up back faced into them. I go to scream but a hand clamps over my mouth, hard.
"It's okay sweetheart. No need for that if you want to live." A male voice hisses. I freeze. "I will remove my hand, you will not scream. You will then put your hands behind your back and await further instruction. Should you not comply with my orders, you will either die or be severely punished. Do you understand?" He tells me quietly. Unsure of what else to do, I nod yes.
"Good girl." He tells me. "On three we shall see if you will be punished or not." He tells me. "One, Two, Three." He moves his grip, taking his hand off my mouth and I put my arms behind my back.
Once I do, I hear gunshots from inside the house. I scream a little, but ultimately turn towards the house. The guy grabs my waist and refused to let go. I start to struggle and he yells at me to stop or I would be shot as well.
I am taken towards a semi- trailer truck, crying hard for my family. He pushes me hard into the trailer, causing me to fall on the floor. I turn to him and try crawling back away from him, but he grabs my ankle.
"Stop it. I'm not ready for you to lay down yet." He tells me. "Please, don't touch me..." I cry softly. "Quit crying, I have to do my job, nothing more." He tells me. "Your best bet is to listen and be quiet. Don't annoy me, understand?" He says. He starts to turn to get something and I see a gun in the small of his back. "Okay." I say quietly, heart sinking.
There's no way out of this part. If I try and run I'll be shot, or something worse. It'd be too dumb to try to run. For now, I need to do as this guy asks and preserve myself. However, he's in for something horrible should he try something with me.
He turns back to me and says something, looking angry. "Are you fucking stupid?!" He yells reaching for the gun. He pulls it on me and screams "take off your mother fucking clothes!" I scramble to my feet and move to the back corner of the trailer. "I-I'm sorry...." I notice the door to the trailer is wide open. "C-Can you close that?" I ask shyly. He sighs. "Fine. Don't try anything funny you hear? I'm going to turn on the lights in here, and close the door but when I do you better do as I asked. Got it?" He tells me.
"Thank you." I say quietly. I wonder why he's taking me if he's kind of being nice... I didn't expect him to actually do it. He gets back and closes the door. "You're still here, smart." He answers. "Now do as you're told." He answers. I stand and take off my shirt, timidly. Then I hesitate. "Hurry up." He tells me. I pull down my pants and lightly kick the pile to him, trying to cover myself with my hands and arms.
"You're not done." He tells me, in a slightly softer voice. "Here, use this to cover yourself." A blanket lands at my feet, He turns around, but the gun is still in his hands. I quickly take off my undergarments and pull the blanket around me making sure it covers everything. "Okay." I tell him as a little help for him. I'm guessing he doesn't allow this for most people... for some reason he allowed it for me.
"Good girl." He tells me taking my clothes out of the trailer. I notice in the other corner a mattress and I sit on it, waiting. I don't know what he did with my clothes, only that when he came back, they were gone.
"Here." He tosses me something and closes the door behind him. "Put these on." I lean to pick them up. It's a bra and a matching pair of lacy panties. It's barely clothes and the panties are pretty much see through from the back. Nevertheless, I quickly slip them on when he turns around.
"Come here, and turn so your back is towards me." He answers after a few minutes. "What are you going-" I test my luck. "You have to be collared. Now, get over here." He tells me. I timidly walk to him, scared to turn around. He walks behind me and moves my hair out of the way, slipping cold metal around my neck. It makes me shiver. He tightens it but not so much that I can't move or breathe freely.
"Is that comfortable?" He asks, there's slight worry in his voice. "Yes." I answer turning to him. "Yes, Sir." He corrects me. "You will address anyone from now on as Sir, Master or Daddy in some cases. Do you understand?" I go back to my corner in the back of the trailer and say quietly "Yes, Sir." I can feel him grinning behind me as I walk. "Beautiful." He answers.
"Get on the bed." He tells me after a minute. I sit down on the bed. He hands me a pair of black stilettos to put on. "Are we far from where we are going?" I ask. "If so, can I put them on before we get there?" I'm really testing the boundaries of his kindness. I'm trying to figure out what type of person he is.
"Sorry, your highness. No can do. On. Now." He tells me. I nod and put them on. I feel a light smack on my head. "Answer when I'm speaking to you." He replies to it. "Yes sir." I answer starting to get irritated. I don't like being smacked around, however... it's best I don't argue him yet.
"Was that attitude I heard from you?" He asks irritated as well. "No sir." I answer quietly. "I-I mean, I'm sorry sir." I say as he takes a few steps towards me. He keeps coming and I cower in a ball. "Give me your arms." He says when he gets to me. "Now!" He says when I don't move. I hold out my arms and he starts to tie them together. He then helps me lay down. He then moves towards my lower half.
"What are you-" I start to kick away from him but he catches my leg and tightens his grip. "Stop. I'm tying them together. I already told you that I'm only doing my job." I nod and he does as he said he was going to do.
He then sighs. "You'll make your master happy." He tells me. "Honestly, I'm hoping a young one buys you." This didn't make any sense... I'm being sold? What was the point of killing my dad? Or taking me if they were just going to sell me?
He turns to leave, and I panic. "Wait!" He turns to me. "What's the point of taking me if I'm to be sold?" I ask. "Debt." He answers. "To whom? Why?" My Dad is a businessman there's no one that he owed anything to. "Cartel, drugs for your mom." He turns and leaves.
My mom left when I was little and she never came back.. no calls, no texts, and no visits. It'd be just like her to trade me for drugs.

"Thank you." I tell him as he's leaving. He turns back to me. "Thank you, Sir." With that he closes the door again, after a few minutes the lights are turned off and the truck starts to move.