Since I last spoke a lot has happened. Sir hasn't been to the apartment as much, he's come to give me food and do the nasty with me a lot but that's about it. I wonder what's going on. Today he came back, we did the nasty, he was really rough today. I guess he had a bad day at work. It doesn't matter. Once he was asleep I went and sat on the couch in my nasty boxers. Just staring at my reflection in the old TV. I guess I wasn't fully conscious, you know, too focused on my mind. I heard the door slam on the wall and a lot of people yelling and boots hitting the hard wood floor.
I jumped scared as two guns, rifles, are pointed at me and people are yelling at me to get on the floor, to tell them where Sir is. Where is the boy. But all I could do was start to cry. I pointed to the room he must have woken up in. Minutes later more cops entered the building. I could hear Sir yelling and when they pulled him out of the hallway into the living room he glared at me and started saying nasty things to me. The following hour, involved me getting talked to by a few cops. They took me to the hospital in an ambulance and there I got a lot of work done. I was set up in a room, as far as I know i'll be here a few days.
The following day the doctors ran more tests. They ran blood work, and many other things. When everything was done with I was lead back to my room. We passed many other doctors and patients, we passed other rooms, and I looked around. As we passed a room that I turned my head to look into, I saw a boy looking out the window at the view. I was pulled away into my room two doors down before I could see anything more, but from the slight view I got of the boy, he looked upset.
I am told to stay in this room, and ask one of my nurses before I wander. I am able to get my food from the cafeteria after the doctors clear me. So for the next few days i'll basically be stuck in this tiny room. I bet the only visitors i'll get will be the cops. Surely enough an hour later while sitting on my bed watching SpongeBob on the TV a knock is on the door. In walks two cops that I may have talked to yesterday. They ask me a serious of questions and then tell me a bunch of information. All about my situation and other things. I asked a few a questions as well, like how they knew I was stuck in the situation. They wouldn't give me big details but it didn't matter. I asked if I was allowed to see Sir and they told me I was not until I had someone with me.
I don't know why I would want to see him anyways, I guess because it was the only thing I knew. I only now how to clean, cook, and pleasure people. I basically only know how to be a slave. That's what I told them. They didn't need any more proof, they said thank you, asked me to go to court and help them with this and then after my answer they left. I spent the rest of the day being checked on by the nurses, brought my meals, and watching SpongeBob.
I shortly fell asleep. Wondering who that boy was.
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FanfictionThe first pictures I ever saw of myself were ones slammed on a table in front of me. WARNING: Bad words Mature language and other things Hurtful words Gay Stuff SOME THINGS MAY NOT BE COMPLETELY ACCURATE!! THIS STORY IS COMPLETELY MADE UP, IT IS NOT...