life in the fast lane

20

I wakes up. Im in a bed. but it's not mine.

where am I?

then I heard the door open. i act asleep.

"I know your awake"

I opens my eyes.

wow. he is good looking. he is what I've always wanted in a guy. he was skinny but muscular. his hair hung across his prefect face. he had beautiful blue eyes. and had a few tattoos. and he just had one pants. no shirt.

"it's not nice to stare" that broke my trance.

"who are you?" i managed to ask.

"from now on I'll be the only one to ask questions. my name is ghirahim. lord Ghirahim. what's yours?"

"Mj"

he is just looking at me. up and down all around.

"follow me"

i get out of bed but end up falling. i just realized all the pain I was in.

he helps me up. and guides me.

we go to a bathroom with a huge tub.

it was steamy in there. there is hot water in the tub already.

he starts unbuttoning my pants

i slap his hand away "what are you doin??"

he grabs my chin "look at yourself. you need a bath and since you could not walk I was gonna be generous enough to help you."

I did look horrible. blood everywhere hair nappy. what makeup i had was smeared.

he gave me a minute to realize how bad i looked.

then he began to strip me again.

i was ashamed. i have never been so helpless.

he picked me up and set me in the tub. the pain from the hot water.

he seemed to enjoy watching me be in pain. soon he was washin me.

he had my hair clean and was working on my body.

the water was red when he got me out. dried me off.

he helped me into a pair of panties with a matching bra then a lose fitting sundress.

he brushed my hair out and dried it

he then lead me to the kitchen. where we ate a wonderful stew.

he lead me then to a better looking bed room and laid me down to sleep.

and I went to sleep as soon as I laid down.