Stalked

Chapter 9

The car stopped at an oddly placed mansion. It was in the middle of nowhere, but it was absolutely beautiful. What do all of these guys want with me? Why me? I'm literally nobody. One of the guys threw me out of the truck and I groaned in pain.

"Get up, slut."

I bit my tongue and stood up slowly. I could hear them laughing and if looks could kill, they would've been dead maybe a hundred times over. I felt my elbow sting as blood ran down my arm and dripped from my fingers. They lead me inside and threw me into a room and of course I heard a lock click and I was back to where I started. Except this room wasn't nearly as nice as the last. There was one twin sized bed in the corner and that was it. I could feel myself start to panic and this time I couldn't stop it. I laid down but my breathing was way too fast. I felt my arms and legs start to go numb from lack of oxygen until I passed out from fright. That's the only way I could've possibly gone to sleep.

I was woken by the door being swung open and I quickly sat up. It was one of the guys from yesterday, he yanked me out of the bed and shoved me out of the room. I was lead down a hall and down a set of stairs and I turned many corners until finally we stopped behind a set of doors. Something really strange about this house is that there were girls skimply dressed. Some in maid costumes and some in other questionable attire doing questionable things. All I can say is drugs and sex definitely wasn't a bad thing in this house. The doors swung open and I saw a guy sitting at a table and it was painfully obvious that he was the one in charge here. Two girls in white and black lingerie were beside him on their hands and knees with cat ears resting on top of their heads. I did my best to keep it together and not look at them but it was getting harder by the second.

"So this is the girl we've risked our necks for? I don't see it, then again she is a filthy mess. What's that? Blood? Trevor, I thought I specifically requested for her to be delivered to me unhurt? Now, we're going to have to wait for that to heal. The buyer specially asked for perfection, Trevor. I like to give my customers perfection."

Trevor looked for words but couldn't seem to come up with anything. Finally he mumbled something about me looking like this when they found me. I scoffed and the guy sitting cocked his eyebrow up at me.

"Try again Trevor. There's dried blood all down her arm, that happened recently. Better yet, just shut up. Permanently."

The guy pulled out a gun and before I could even react two shots were fired and Trevor hit the floor. I screamed as Trevor's blood dripped off of my face. The guy snapped and two big guys hauled Trevor out of the room.

"Now, where were we? Ah yes, perfection. Kitten?" Both of the girls beside him perked up to attention. "Take her and clean her how Daddy has taught you. If one thing is not right you know what will happen."

They nodded and lead me out of the room. I was shocked, I was basically a walking zombie. I couldn't even process what had just happened right in front of me. The blood of someone else is splattered on me, sure he was a bad guy but surely he didn't deserve that. The cat girls lead me into a shower room and they started to take my clothes off. I slapped their hands away but they still tried to continue.

"Please miss, the master will punish us if we don't." They begged and it was hard to ignore the fear in their eyes.

"Alright then, but I can undress myself."

I felt extremely self conscious and tried to cover myself the most I could with my hands. They turned on the water and I waited for it to get somewhat warm before getting under the stream. The sight of the water running off of me was a sickly reddish brown color and I could only imagine what I looked like. The two women started to scrub at my body roughly before turning their attention to my matted hair. With a lot of tugging and pulling my hair was finally smoothed out and I'm sure half of it had gone down the drain. They turned the water off and dried my body with a towel.

"We're not done yet. Please, lay down."

I laid down on a chair and I felt something hot go on my legs. It was wax, they're waxing the hair from my body. I've gotten my eyebrows waxed before, but nothing else and I had a feeling that a lot more would be getting waxed today. About an hour or so later and when the only hair on my body was on my head they finally let me get up. They handed me a bottle of lotion and I immediately smeared some all over me. It felt amazing on my now sensitive skin.

"Thank you so much for being so easy. We get rewarded for being fast." One of them said as she gave me a robe.

I slipped into the robe and they lead me back into the room that their "Master" was in. The blood from the recent murder had been cleaned up and it was like it had never happened. I would never forget that image though. The girls crawled back toward the guy and rubbed his legs.

"Lovely, girls. Now Breanna take off your robe, let me see you."

I blushed furiously and hesitated until I remembered what a short temper this guy had. I untied the ribbon and let the robe fall to the floor. He stood up and began to circle me.

"Very good work girls. Now her training can begin." He said and immediately I knew I should've listened to my first kidnapper.