The creaking of the door woke me up. It took me a while to realize where I was. As I noticed the newcomer the memories came back to me. I turned to face the wall. My owner came to me. As he sat right next to me I could feel blazing heat of his body.
"Wake up. It's late." he told me quietly. I didn't even know what time it was. There was no single window in the room. I sighed and ignored him.
"Are you sure you want to start the day this way?" he asked more seriously.
"Well then." he muttered. Small electric shock came to my neck. My body jerked. He did it just to warn me of what can happen. I growled softly. It was more of a disapproving growl than anything else. Nothing happened for a moment before I felt a very soft touch on my shoulder. I immediately bristled and growled again but aggressively this time. Without knowing how I did it I sat suddenly in front of him leaning on my hands so I could face him as close as possible. I was growling straight into his face. Our faces was just a few inches from each other.
"Don't ever do this again." I said through gritted teeth. It didn't affect him at all. He was literally sitting there like a statue just looking straight into my eyes. No emotion, nothing. It took me a few more minutes to calm down. Then I lost interest in him and turned my head away. It only took a few seconds and I could see the movement from the corner of my eye. It was his hand coming closer to me again! I bristled again. He froze in the middle of motion. With a snort I stood up. I wasn't going to stay near him for another second! I went to the opposite wall.
"Stop!" He commanded me. This was situation where I almost wished I hadn't been so stubborn. Of course I ignored him and got another shock and this time not so gentle one. I turned my head to him with are-you-serious look.
"Come here." He commanded me without emotions. I crossed my arms and slid down the wall with my back till I was sitting. I wasn't going to go to him and in this position I wasn't going to fall from shock either. He sighed and stood up. He took a vigorous step toward me. It surprised me. He hadn't done anything physically to me by himself yet and this was the first time he was getting ready for something. I didn't know what to expect. I put myself in a defensive position if I had to bite. When he came to me he gave me little shock to disable my muscles for the moment so I couldn't defend myself, then he grabbed my collar. By force he dragged me across the room to place where I slept. Basically he threw me in that place. Than he sat next to me again. I gasped. He waited till I get back my breath. After I got myself together I just leaned against the wall and watched him.
"What's your name?" He asked. I looked away from him. But only as far so I could keep him in peripheral vision if he tries to touch me again.
"How do you justify your behavior towards me? What have I done so bad?" he continued questioning me. This was a good question. Since they kidnapped me I haven't met a single decent man so I didn't expect him to be any different from others. This wasn't my typical behavior though. I wouldn't condemn anyone like this before the kidnap happend.
"That's for taking my freedom away from me." I mumbled. I had to give it a reason.
"Was it me who took your freedom?" He asked. He was perfectly calm without any emotions. I looked at him piercingly.
"It's you who's keeping it away." I answered him angrily. He straightened. That can be counted as a reaction. He seemed to have nothing to say.
It was quiet. I noticed the device for electric shocks still in his hand. He had to notice me looking at it because he raised his hand and opened it. Almost as if he was handing it to me. It was a tiny rounded black box. There was a button in the middle. A string was attached from one side leading to his wrist. He had a bracelet or belt around his wrist. Not sure what exactly it was but it looked a bit like a fashion accessory. I slowly raised my hand and touched the string with one of my fingers. He didn't move and just watched me. This was his original behavior. Just watching how do I react without interference. It gave me more courage and I slowly pulled the string with my finger. The box gently slid into my hand but it remained connected to his bracelet. I took a deep breath to gather more courage and stretched my hand to his. I touched the bracelet. He yanked a little. It scared me and I pulled back right away. But he kept his hand raised.
"What's your name?" He asked. This time his voice was softer. It almost seemed as if he were offering a trade. My name for the bracelet? To make sure I reached out for his hand again. As before he yanked again.
"Keira..." I answered him. On the third try he didn't move his hand. I found out the bottom of the bracelet has grooves in which the box would fit perfectly. That's probably the place where he is hiding it while he don't need to use it. I also searched through the rest of the bracelet to find out how to detach it from his arm. It took me a while but I found it on the side of it. I needed just to slide a button along the edge and the bracelet loosened. I noticed he got goose bumps. I slid the bracelet out of his arm and relaxed. I didn't think he would let me do it but I have that piece of crap in my possession now. He can't give me another shock! I stood up. I wanted to go to the door, but I hesitated for a moment. This seemed to be too easy. He didn't seems to be trying to stop me and I was sure he didn't lock up when he came to the room. So where the hell could the problem be? I headed for the door but I was almost sure it wouldn't go well.
"Do you remember the rules?" said a voice behind me.
He didn't run to me to stop me but something didn't seem right. My instinct told me to stop but if I would do it, it would mean I obey him and I didn't want him to think I am obedient now. At that moment I just prayed the punishment wouldn't hurt that much and then I continued. Before I reached the door I collapsed on the ground in another electric shock. It did hurt so fucking much! I was lying now on my stomach. I turned my head to him. He held another fucking box in his hand! I buried my face in bed. On the other hand it could have been worse. It was rape I feared the most. Shock was nothing compare to it. I felt footsteps on the bed. He sat down next to my head.
"You must hate me a lot if you prefer pain instead of listening to your instinct." he said a little disappointed. He reached for the bracelet I had removed from him. I still had it in his hand. I dodged his attempt to reach it. He laughed.
"After all of this you are still in the mood to play?" He asked amused and surprised. I curled to my side and pressed the bracelet close my the body so he couldn't get it.
"You should already know there is no point of keeping it when I have more of them."
That didn't convince me of anything. Maybe I could get the other one also, or the third one or all of the others! Who knows how many of them he have! He stood up again and left. After a few moments he came back with a pizza box. According to the scent there actually was some pizza inside.
"So what about a trade?" He asked. Then he opened the box and placed it in front of my head. It was whole pizza!
"It doesn't make sense. You will have to feed me anyway so why the hell should I exchange it." I disagreed with his logic. He sat down in front of me so I could see how he took a piece of it.
"Or I could eat it whole now and not feed you until tomorrow." He replied and took a bite. I found it interesting how much resistance he had against me. For all the time I was trying to get on his nerves he didn't lose his head once. Except when he the threw me to the corner but he did that emotionless. I've been trying to piss off a lot of people in my life but he's the first to really resist it. You know what! Fuck it! I'd rather eat than have one of his stupid shock boxes. I slid the box into the bracelet and let it roll away to him. He took it. I finally sat down and he moved the pizza box to me.
"I want that piece also!" I commanded him and pointed at half-eaten piece he still held in his hand. I surprised him. He smiled with amusement and returned the piece to the box. I took the box and went to my corner. He left the room.
Author's note: I was translating this chapter whole day! :D
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The day I lost my freedom
RomanceKeira worked hard to reach her dream life. Not long after she got a perfect job and happy life she was kidnapped and sold at auction as a slave. Her life is now in hands of an unknown guy, her new owner. This is translation of my own story that i wr...