Bound and Broken: Maya's Story

Chapter Fifteen

Kayla's POV:

Maya made sure to take her time, waiting until I was almost going to black out to let me cum. They took turns twice more before they grew bored and decided to stop. I was locked in her room and left alone.

Alone to cry.

My eyes seemed to be the source of a waterfall, tears running down my cheeks and splashing onto the carpeted floor. She had left the knife on the bedside table. I reached over and picked it up, twirling it in my hands.

Would it be easier to just end it? I'd be free then. No more pet.

I stood up, noticing something sticking out from the drawer. I reached down and pulled it open, revealing the black notebook she had bought me a while ago. I sat back down on the bed and grabbed a pen from the drawer as well. The knife was left on the table and I decided to write.

I've been here for who knows how long. A month or so. I don't know the date. She seems to know. Her birthday is soon. I think she's planning some birthday vacation thing. I don't know how long she's planning on keeping me. I think Doe is going to be a replacement for me. I'm scared. If she stops wanting me around she'll just toss me back in that fucken shop and have me killed. I have to make her happy.

(Time Skip)

Kayla's POV:

Maya returned later and I barely had time to hide the notebook under the bed before She came into the room and grabbed me. I asked her what was happening but she ignored me completely and dragged me to the living room. Krystal was there with Alyssa, who was sitting on the floor. Maya let me sit next to her and told me to lift my chin. Then took off my collar and replaced it with the one her Mother wore.

"You're giving this to me? Mistress." I asked, looking at her curiously. She chuckled.

"Yes. If I see one scratch, tear, or mark on it I'll beat the shit out of you. Got it?" She snapped. I quickly answered yes. She shoved me off the couch onto the floor then began talking to her friend again. Alyssa didn't even look in my direction and I tried and failed several times to get her attention.

Why is she ignoring me? What did I do?

Eventually Krystal and her left and me and Maya sat alone. I didn't like the silence. I could see the wheels turning in her head and prayed she wasn't coming up with new horrifying punishments.

"Can you have children?" She asked out of nowhere, making me jump. I looked up at her and backed up a little.

"W...what?.." I said without thinking. She stood up and pulled me closer to her, giving me a big smile.

"Can you have children. I've always wanted children. But I'm not having my father find some elite privileged scumbag to become my future spouse just so I can pass on my genes. I'm only 20. A baby would be nice don't you think?" She said. I hesitated.

What do I say to this?

"I...I don't know if I can or not Mistress...A baby would be nice. You can't choose your partner?" I replied carefully, bracing for the wave of anger.

"Nope" She said with a sigh. "It's some family shit where they find what they think would be a suitable candidate for a spouse. My father would choose for me, and I choose for my future child. Don't worry I'd still run my part of the company, they aren't sexist thank fuck."

She forced me to stand and put a hand to my stomach. Then nuzzled my neck.

"It's not uncommon here that pets carry a couple's future child. You can have a spouse do it or another male like a pet. I always wanted a girl. I think you'd be perfect." She cooed into my ear. That's when I got it and my heart sank into my shoes.

She wants me to have her child. No!

"I...Mistress maybe it would be best if you carri-" I stopped talking as soon as I felt her hand tighten a little around my throat. She kissed the side of my head.

"It's much easier for a pet to do it. You'd have to eat a ton to keep the baby healthy that's what all pets think about first. The food. I'd take good care of you. I'm not like some of the other idiots on this island. If I was, you'd be blindfolded and tied up downstairs ready for playtime at all times except for eating and breaks." She said. I was shaking.

I'm too young to have a kid. Please. Please don't make me.

"Mistress please..please I don't want a baby" I said through tears. She laughed and wiped away my tears.

"I don't care what you want. You're mine and if I want you carrying a baby you will. Be happy I didn't just drug you and drag you to the hospital to get the Turkey Baster" She mused with a smirk. I shivered at the thought of that.

She stepped away from me and picked my leash up that she took off when switching collars. Clipping it onto my new collar she checked the time and frowned.

"You're lucky pet. Doctors have private bookings at night and it's currently 6 something. Guess we'll wait until tomorrow for your little check up" She said. I gulped. She led me to the kitchen for dinner and made some Mac and cheese. She piled her plate and put a child sized portion in front of me to eat. I was hungry and didn't want to have to starve overnight so I just ate it without complaints.

After dinner we went to her office and she got back to work, leaving me to just sit there and let her pet me from time to time. I was bored so I tried something.

"May I draw Mistress?" I asked. She ignored me for a minute or so, then once she finished typing she focused onto me.

"Draw? Hmm. Fine. Here's the paper and a pencil" She said, reaching under her desk and picking up a stack of white paper and slapping a pencil on top. She called for Doe to bring a spare chair for me to sit then told me to draw. I tried to make eye contact with Doe too but she avoided my gaze and was quick to leave the room.

Why are they avoiding me?

I started by drawing a bird. Focusing intensely I zoned out, forgetting where I was and who I was with. I finished the bird and moved onto making a house. I sketched out the front porch and the door, then the grass and path to the sidewalk. Shading took longer but eventually it came out the way I wanted it to.

Then I drew me.

I drew myself with my back turned, looking at the house and with my hair braided down my back like Mom used to make me wear for special occasions. I put myself in the outfit I wore when I was taken, a Jean jacket with a black shirt and Jean shorts. Me and Mom had a huge argument over it, her saying the shorts were too short and me arguing they weren't. I'd give anything to be back at that kitchen table, her waving that big cooking spoon around as she yelled at me and cooked at the same time.

I was free then.

Unfortunately I forgot who I was sitting next to until it was too late. Maya snatched my drawing and inspected it with a frown. I started to protest, but decided against it last minute. I prayed she wouldn't be mad at it.

"You're talented. Maybe I can buy you some color pencils and you can color it instead of shading." She commented. I hesitantly reached for my drawing but she pulled it away.

"Im gonna keep it. I like it." She said, opening the middle drawer and placing it inside. My mind was screaming for me to say no but I just sat there with an awkward smile, not wanting to make her angry.

"Yes Mistress" I replied, slowly grabbing another piece of paper. She didn't stop me so I started to draw another picture.

I need out of here. Immediately.