The Cost of Freedom Is High

This is Only The Beginning

"Ohhh." I groaned.

Bright lights turned on, and it burned my eyes a bit.

I went to cover my eyes, but I realized they were chained down to the armrests of a wooden chair.

My legs were tightly chained up to the legs of the chair as well.

What the hell was going on?

I remember absolutely nothing.

Well the last thing I remember was waking up yesterday morning, and eating breakfast. Then the world just went black.

I continuously thrashed at my restrains, but nothing worked. These things were on tight, and I saw no way of getting out of them.

Shit.

After continuous efforts of attempting to get out, I was still locked in, but now I was getting a bit tired after fighting that hard.

Suddenly, snapping me out of my thoughts, I heard two pairs of footsteps coming down a set of stairs.

I went absolutely silent and still, as I watched the two men enter to room I was in.

Once I saw their faces I instantly recognized them, and I knew why I was tied up. I had run.

"Good morning Bella." Michael cheered.

I sat there, and just stared back at them.

DJ walked behind me, and bent down so that his lips were at my ear.

"We'll get you to talk, don't worry." DJ whispered.

"Are you feeling okay?" Michael asked.

I didn't answer, but DJ was quick to dig his nails deep into my shoulder.

I jerked my head and body forwards and let out a squeak.

Fuck, that had hurt.

DJ finally released his grip, and walked back around in front of me, right next to Michael.

"So here's the deal sweet cheeks, that was your first warning. Don't cooperate again, then this goes away." DJ told me, pointing to my bra.

"Want to take a guess what we get if you mess up for a third time?" Michael questioned me, with a huge smile on his face.

I said nothing, but as soon as DJ started to walk forwards, I started to talk.

"No, please don't." I exclaimed.

"Are you going to cooperate?" DJ asked.

"Yes, just please don't take anything off." I pleaded.

"Fine. I want to play a little game. Think of this a getting to know you game. I'll say a word and you say the first word that comes up in your mind that describes or relates to that word." Michael told me.

"Are you serious?" I wondered.

"Yes. First word sex." Michael replied.

"Slave."

"Whip?"

"Pain."

"Pain?" He asked.

I thought for a second, I didn't know.

"Unfun." I blurted out.

"Pleasure?"

"Reading." I replied.

"Are you fucking kidding me?" DJ chuckled to himself.

"What? I'm being honest." I stated.

"It's just funny." DJ said.

"Freedom?"

"Chance."

"Master?"

"Asshole."

"Last one, Bella?" DJ asked.

"Pissed off." I replied.

To my complete happiness Michael walked over towards me, and undid all of my locks so that my arms and legs were free.

"See how easy it is to cooperate?" He said.

"Yeah." I mumbled.

They then brought me upstairs, and to my surprise I was given actual clothes, instead of just having the bra and underwear on.

"Is there something wrong?" Michael wondered.

"Why are you being nice to me and giving me clothes, especially after I ran yesterday?" I replied.

"It's all a part of the training process dear." Michael answered.

"Yeah, and what else does that include?" I questioned them.

"You don't want to know." DJ told me, while a smile popped up onto his and Michael's face.

That didn't sound good.