chapter 5

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Snake was the only one that got to touch me when he was in my room,  no one else. I was moved into a different house the next day, it was larger, and you wouldn't really call it a house. It was more like a wearhouse.

I was put in the room with Snake, I just sat down on the matress on the floor. He had given me a tight black dress with white heels. When I sat down on the matress, I took off my shoes. Snake knelt down and shoved them back on.

I winced and let him do it, he grabbed my arm and pulled me up. I stumbled along when he janked me toward another door. I was pushed into another room, with a metal chair. Snake pushed me into the chair and starped me in.

My arms and legs were tightly sercure to the cold metal when he took out a needle. I struggled with the restarints when he took a veil and shot the drug into the needle. He took out an elalsitc band strip and tied it around my arm, popping the veins out.

"Please don't." I  begged

"This will make you a very good girl." I shook my head when he pressed down on my vein.

The next thing I knew the needle was inside my vein and I screamed, he kept the needle inside for awhile before he injected me with the drug. I didn't even know what it was, but it will change my life forever. He took the needle out and pressed down on the tiny whole.

"Feel better?" He asked me.

I dind't know what was happening, what was happening? My hands were shaking when he took the restaints off and helped me up. I started feeling something, it was like a rush, I was relaxed. Then itching, I wanted to itch everywhere.

"W-what'd you do to me?" I asked, feeling nauisa rising up in my stomach.

"Herioen, it'll be okay, you'll feel a rush for a while, then you'll just be tired. Okay?"

"W-why?" I asked.

"Well, I've got to make sure you listen to me, everyday you'll want this," He shoved the viel in my face. "and you'll have to do something to get it." He smiled.

"You're a pig, you know that." I said and started itching.

"You don't want to do that."

"You're not the boss of me." I hissed and slapped him across the face.

Snake hissed and grabbed me by my hair and pulled me down on the matress. He sat on my hips and grabbed my wrists. I screamed and thrashed, trying to make sure he couldn't get at me. He gripped my thoart and squezed.

I scarthed at his hands that were around my thoart. He let me go and I struggled to breathe. Snake slapped me across the face and left me, struggling to breathe. Someone walked right into the room, she looked to young. Around 14. I couldn't be sure, but I was postive when she spoke.

"Your Snakes new girl?" She asked.

I nodded, I guess I was, since he was treating me like it.

"Are you okay?"

"He chocked me." I whisepred.

"He does that sometimes, don't worry, it'll get better." She said and left, I wondered if she was right.

The next couple of days was awlful, Snake just teased me with the needle, but never gave it to me. Then, one day, he came in with a full needle and took my limb arm, I was sweating and shaking when he shot it in my vein.

I felt release, it was amazing and I hated myself for it. When he took the needle out of my arm he licked my arm clean of blood. Snake stayed there by my side until I hissed at him. That was when he started chocking me again. That gave me another rush, and he knew it, that's how he wanted me, relaying on him.

"There. That'll do, come with me." Snake said and helped me up onto my feet. I was still in those heels and that dress.

"W-where am I going?" I asked.

"It'll be okay, no one else will ever have you."

"What?!" I asked, frantic, pulling my arm when he grabbed it.

"Your Father decided not to pay, he didn't have the money, so he says. But, what I belive is that he didn't want want too."

"Why are you saying that?" I asked.

"Becuase, he just gave you up, for life." He smiled and pushed me into a room. It's walls were white and painted with flowers, I screamed and tired to move away.

"Welcome to your new world, baby." He whispered, grabbing my wasit and pushing me across the room.

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