CAGED

Chapter 16: The Guests

Masters guests arrived much sooner than I anticipated, so I wasn't fully prepared for what to expect. Master said I was to serve them in any way they requested, with the exception of sex. When they arrived at the door Rachel came to my room and told me to get dressed.

"Daddy said you need to be downstairs, dressed and ready, in ten minutes. Try to look pretty Marissa!" Rachel said excitedly, her innocence adorable despite the circumstances.

"Okay," I tried to offer her a smile as Rachel skipped out of my room and left me to get dressed on my own.

I go to the bathroom to brush my hair, which has gotten far to long, I make a note to ask Master to cut it. Hanging on the door is the dress that Master picked for me to wear. The dress is very pretty, and it makes me wonder what I can expect from tonight for Master to pick such a fancy dress.

The grey lacey dress has a very open back, and shows a lot of skin. I don't feel comfortable in it as you can see allbof my scars. Maybe that's the point though. Master wants his friends to see me for what I am, a broken pet that will serve them however they choose. I pray to whatever diety may be listening that they don't hit me. With the dress on I gasp at my chest, the carved word LOVE sits perfectly on display for everyone. Master is a twisted man, I realize as I fight my tears from forming.

I step out of the bathroom and exit my room, slowly making my way dow the steps to the foyer. Once I arrive, I see three men other than Master. One is wearing a suit and seems a bit on edge, while the other two wear jeans and a dress shirt but are completely at ease. My gaze sticks to the man in the suit amd I can't seem to look away. He looks as uncomfortable as I feel.

Master coughs and my attention snaps straight to him. Quickly I move until I am standing at his side, Rachel on his other. She looks pretty in her soft pink and lacey dress.

Rachel is smiling widely at the men and when Master gives her a nod she goes and hugs the two wearing jeans. "Hey Uncle Arron, hey Uncle J!"

"Hey munchkin!" Uncle J says with a wide grin as he lifts her and spins her around. Uncle Arron is next to hug her and spin her like a child. If I hadn't known better then this could pass for a completely normal family. I almost scoff at the scene in front of me but wisely hold my tongue.

Master grabs me by my arm and pulls me towards the uncles. "Arron, Jason." Master greets the two men. "This is your toy for the weekend, have fun."

Master pushes me at the men who catch me with devilish grins. My heart speeds up as they take hold of me tightly. "I have business to attend to this weekend, so watch her. Rachel is coming with me, so it'll be just the four of you." Master turns his eyes towards me for his final words, "Behave."

With that, Master left the house with Rachel in tow. Arron and J looked to each other before looking toward the third man. The other man stared at me with curious and condemning eyes. His eyes locked onto my chest where LOVE was.

"Jesse," Arron called to the third man. "See something you like?" He laughed as Jesse blushed furiously. "Well I have first dibs!" Arron pulled me away from the other two men who simply watched as I was dragged away against my will. Arron wasn't gentle as he dragged me along one of the hallways. We passed the basement door and went to another door, a bedroom door.

Arron pushed me ahead of him into the room and shut the door behind him, clicking the lock into place. His eyes scanned my body head to toe and back up again. "You're such a pretty little thing, aren't you?" Arrons voice was sickingly sweet. "You look like you know how to take a beating too. Let's find out, huh?"

With that Arron balled his fist and slammed it into my cheek. I cried out before I could stop myself. Arron struck me again, in my stomach this time. Before I could even straighten myself up Arron was already hitting me again. He threw me to the floor and reared his leg back, striking me with his full force in my chest. I felt a few cracks deep within myself, and I knew he broke a couple of my ribs. He didn't stop though, he continued to kick me in my chest, my stomach, my legs, and my head. He kicked my head so hard that I was able to finally pass out, his foot flying towards me being the last thing I saw.

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