BOUND

Chapter 6

The assistant Major had ordered a meeting with the soldiers without the knowledge of Major Andrews and the presence of any guard. He led them to an empty base where he had them sit down before he spoke

"I understand many of you have been taken away from your homes and families but i want you to know that there is a way out of here, if you could cooperate with me but it's going to take some time"

Everyone stared at him like he was a crazy animal but they dare not speak their minds.

The assistant told them his plan and they agreed it was a good one but they doubted his capabilities

"Why are you helping us?"one of the soldiers at the back asked

"Because...i know what it's like to have a loved one taken from you"He said

That was 6 months ago, 6 fucked up months, they had lost all hope, they never bothered to speak about the word 'freedom', it was forbidden, they understood their predicament but chose to become oblivious of it.

Gwendoline was the worst of them, she had never had hope in the first place and now what was never there had been shattered if that was possible.

She was like a living corpse, she never smiled, never frowned, never cried, never showed any emotion and she rarely talked to anyone, she stayed on her own.

Gwen lay down on her bed, sweat running down her face, her eyes were shut tight, she was trapped in a horrible nightmare, she saw herself running, running away from all her demons, then she fell and was falling endlessly when she landed on a soft surface.

She looked around aimlessly before her hands and legs were dragged into an x form simultaneously before being chained to the bedposts. She struggled when she started hearing footsteps, still struggling when Major Andrews loomed over her, that's when she realized that she was reliving that horrible memory in her dream.

He was doing everything he had done in reality to her in her dream and as soon as he thrust into her, she screamed and woke up panting. She tried getting up when she felt a heavy weight pushing her down, she screamed as she thrashed around, the only thing that rang in her head was 'not again'. She kicked him in the crotch and ran out as soon as he moved leaving him groaning in her room.

She didn't know what came over her but she was desperate to escape this when she felt arms close around her and everything turned black.

He stood and watched, it had been nine months since that last encounter and it had left him with a craving need, the haunting image of her spread beneath him left him with a raging addiction.

She was like drug that he just couldn't get enough of, he couldn't sleep without dreaming of her, his mind was filled with images of her, her milky skin, her beautiful hair, her bewitching eyes.

He had felt a sense of pride when he had taken her virginity and made her a woman but now, he wanted more, needed more, he could feel his sanity diminishing, if he didn't get to her anytime soon, he would lose his mind.

He made his way out of the main building and walked towards the camp, it was a long journey but he made it in record time, how? Because he was desperate. He stood in front of her door for a second before he opened it with his spare key and stepped in. She looked so beautiful with the moonlight shining into the room, lighting up her milky skin

"Celine"

It was a soft whisper that echoed in the wind as the ravenous need tore at him and had tearing his shirt before he placed his weight on her, immediately her eyes flew open and she thrashed around, he ended up getting a kick in his crotch and he doubled over in pain.

In a second, she was out of the cabin but he couldn't let her escape. He was up and chasing after her, he was just a hair's breadth when his arms went around her and he knocked her unconscious.

Gwen's eyes fluttered open and she looked around drowsily, it all looked like the torture chamber but it was a blur. She shook her head and rolled her neck as the ache there throbbed, she heard footsteps before her head was drawn back as a hand gripped her hair

"What you did was an unforgivable deed
Celine"Major Andrews seethed

"I am not Celine"she said in a whisper

At that sentence, he slapped her

"You are who i say you are and you are Celine"he said

"I am not your bitch and will never be"she said with a cold smirk

She had nothing to live for so she had stopped caring about the consequences of her actions

"That's where you're wrong, sweetie"He said as he drew her head back harshly and placed a featherlike kiss on her neck as he whispered

"You're mine"

He left her hair and and went to pick up an iron rod that had been left to heat in a fire that had been made. He walked back to her saying the words

"You should know that you can never escape, you are a helpless weak wandering soul who will never be free"

He tore her pants and and brought the iron that had been carved into the words 'CAPTIVE' down on her lap with so much force.

A searing pain burst within her and she sreamed but she didn't cry, there were no tears as she looked down at her lap to where the iron had made a mark on her skin. She looked up at him and pinned at him with an ice cold stare as she said

"Fuck you"

"Oh you will honey"he replied with a mocking smile

Gwen had spent five years and three months in the F.M.F.T.A.O and she had just turned 19 recently, no one knew what she had suffered, what she had gone through and what she had yearned for.

Major Andrews had visited her every night and she laid there as still as a graveyard as he did what he came to do and leave but not once did he try to kiss her and she was grateful, she was sure she would cut off his tongue with her teeth if he tried to.

No one knew the whirlwind of questions that flew around in her head and no one will ever know what was happening inside the girl known as 'Gwendoline Walters'. The child whose pure heart had been tainted.