The Cost of Freedom Is High

The New Me, At Least Physically

"Stop fucking kicking me." He snarled, pinning my legs and arms down to the bed.

"Just get off!" I screamed back.

"Just stop, and I won't go further." He promised me.

"How do I know you're telling the truth?" I asked.

"You've got to trust me." He replied, his body and voice turning much softer.

"Fine." I whispered.

With that he let go of my limbs, and got off of the bed.

"Let's talk a little bit about what the hell was going through your mind." Nikki stated.

"You scared the shit out of me, and I didn't want to do that with you." I admitted.

He chuckled, "I'm equally parts happy and pissed off with that reply."

"Ok. What's going to happen today?" I asked.

"You have an option. Out of three different things, dyeing your hair, putting in colored contacts, or getting some piercings." He told me.

"Why?" I wondered.

"You can't show up to warped being Bella Noel, we'd be idiots to do that. We have to change your look a bit to make sure that no one can recognize you." He explained.

"You're not getting anywhere near me with needles so I guess I'm up for the first two." I explained.

He nodded his head in approval, and I sat up and started to walk towards the door.

I finally got there, but came chest to chest with Chris K. in the threshold.

"Hey." He said.

"What the hell?" I questioned both of them, as Chris walked us both back into the room.

"You can't get away fully for your behavior. Surely you know that by now." Nikki told me.

I caught a quick glance of Chris' back pocket and saw a paddle.

No fucking way.

"Please don't." I pleaded out loud.

"Shirt and pants off, then get into position." Chris stated in a snappy tone.

My heart sunk, this was not supposed to happen. I was going to regret everything I had done or said since I arrived here. Not wanting to piss them off more I did as they said, tossed my clothes aside, and got back up onto the bed on all fours with just my bra and underwear on.

"I assume, that you know how this works." Nikki stated.

"Unfortunately." I said.

"Oh, you love it." Nikki chuckled, slipping off my underwear.

Great, extra pain.

I get his name now, he isn't miserable. He simply makes other miserable.

"Go ahead and test it out." Chris told Nikki, handing over the heavy wooden paddle.

"My pleasure." Nikki whispered.

I closed my eyes, as he slowly ran the edge of the paddle against my bottom. I tried to control my breathing and stabilize my body, but I was still internally freaking out.

The violent smack of the paddle made viscious contact with my skin, and I couldn't help but scream out and fall flat to my stomach.

"Ow!" I cried out.

"My oh my, what a pity." Nikki tisked, running his hand over my back.

He was trying to get into my head, and after that first paddle, I'm not sure he needed to do much else.

"I thought you said you knew how to do this right. If I recall, you're supposed to be quiet and stay in position, and right now you're not doing either." Chris K. told me.

"Do me a favor and let's bring out what we talked about before." Nikki instructed Chris.

He left the room, and came back in with a large, and filled water balloon.

I was a bit puzzled to say the least.

"Allow me to explain sweetheart. Your form is horrendous, and this will help you maintain it better. Once back into position this balloon will be placed in between your legs. If you were to tighten your legs or drop the balloon it will pop, and you will be in a much more serious consequence. If you don't and are a good girl, then you'll get a little break and Nick will come in and help start to dye your hair." Chris informed me.

"Okay." I whispered, not wanting to fight back.

"Great, now get back up on your hands and knees." He snapped.

Doing as I was told to, I felt one of them quickly and efficiently slip the balloon in between my legs, making sure it was stable.

"Rules have changed this time around, make noise if you wish, but don't drop or pop it." Nikki told me.

"Mm-hm." I muttered, nodding my head.

Before I knew Nikki had once again released the wrath of the paddle onto my ass, and it took every ounce of my will power not to quickly snap my legs shut, knowing what that would end up as.

"See, now she's getting the hang of it." Chris chuckled.

Not thinking, and being frustrated out of my mind, I put up the middle finger and showed it to him, as I slowly regained control of my leg placement.

"I'll let you take the next few." Nikki said, handing the paddle over.

Over the next hour it became a game of self control, and not letting the pain overpower me so that I ended up getting into even worse trouble. With every hit of the paddle my legs would come together a bit, but with intense concentration I was able to move them back out to restart the same process again.

Nikki hit hard, but not as hard as William had. Chris Khaos on the other hand, well there was no words for the amount of pain he was capable of inflicting. It made me happy that I hadn't had to deal with him before. He trumped William by a long run. There was a 99% chance that the marks would still be there when I finally get back to the main mansion with the others.

"Well look at that, without the water you still managed to get wet." Chris stated.

"She loves it, she's just to much of a prude to admit it." Nikki replied, stroking his hands gently through my hair as I lay face down on the bed, panting like I'd just run a 5K.

"Do I get a break?" I whispered, my voice cracking.

"That was the deal." Chris replied.

"Go ahead and sleep it off. Either Nick or Jeremy will come and get you to help out with dyeing your hair. You and I though will see eachother again tonight, finding a nice pair of colored contacts." Nikki planned out.

Just as I was about to respond, my exhaustion dragged me to the depths of silent sleep.

5 more days after this and I could go back home.

I couldn't wait.