The day I lost my freedom

New blood

Noise woke me up this morning. It wasn't one person who entered the room this time, but two. I heard familiar sound of the chains and turned toward new arrivals. I saw my owner with another girl in chains. Another slave? Perhaps he was already bored with me. He drag her with him ruthlessly. She was crying. He led her to the other side of the room into the corner. I watched the whole scene.

"Please... don't hurt me," she sobbed.

He threw the key at her feet and sat in front of her but he didn't play with her. It was different from my own experience. She didn't even have a blindfold. She wasn't sure what to do.

"Unlock the handcuffs," he told her briefly.

With shaking hands she grabbed the key and tried to unlock her handcuffs. After a few minutes she succeeded and waited for next commands. Owner explained her the rules. She nodded and he left the room. He hadn't looked at me all along. I turned back to the wall as she continued to cry. I couldn't even concentrate on my own thoughts. It was pissing me off. I tried to cover my head with a pillow, but it didn't help. After an hour of fighting my own anger I accepted it. I realized it was actually helping me because I couldn't think and feed my depression.

After another hour she stopped crying. I thought I finally had my peace. I was so wrong. Only a few minutes later she began to talk to me.

"Who are you?" She asked in a fragile voice. I sighed and didn't answer. I wasn't interested in talking to her.

"Are you imprisoned here, too?" She asked and again she didn't recieved any answer. Another 10 minutes were quiet until the door opened. The owner came.

"Stand up," he ordered. I was facing the wall at that moment, so I wasn't sure to whom the order was, but when I heard the rustle of clothes of that girl, I realized it was directed to her. I turned to watch them. He ignored me again and continued to command her. First he started lightly. Without hesitation she did everything he wanted.

"Take off your clothes," I heard him say. That was new. He didn't get that far with me. She started crying again.

"Please..." she asked and hesitated.

"Now!" he shouted. She slowly began to take off her nightdress. It upset me. There was no resistance in her. She hadn't resisted him at all. If I were in her place now, I wouldn't let him do that! I couldn't stand to watch it.

"Jesus, don't take it off if you don't want to!" I snapped irritably. The two of them immediately turned to me. I realized I had been carried away and immediately regretted it.

"Don't move," I heard from the owner towards her. Then he came to me. I was lying on my back holding my forehead. I couldn't believe I said it out loud. When he bent over me, I noticed he was smiling.

"Welcome back," he said sweetly. What was that supposed to mean? He raised his hand and moved it closer to my face. I growled.

"Don't even try," I said through my teeth. He laughed. He seemed happy. I didn't understand what was wrong with him. Then he turned back and headed for the door.

"Come Keira. You must be hungry," he said on his way. I sat instantly. He was right. My stomach was completely empty, but I didn't move. He returned with pizza but he stayed near the door and sat down on the edge of the bed. As I mentioned before, the whole room was one giant bed ending near doors. Or at least it felt like it. Maybe it was just raised floor covered with mattresses and satin sheets.

"If you don't come now, you won't get any." he threatened me. Fuck! I was really hungry. The pizza box lay beside him. I made up my mind. I stood up and unsteadily walked toward him. I sat down near the box exactly the other side from him. I tried to reach the box but he was faster. He took it and place it on his lap. I growled disapprovingly.

"You're almost here. Just come a little closer." he encouraged. I didn't like his stupid games. They were full of traps and it was difficult to find a way to get what I wanted without getting hurt. I sat down on the edge of the bed about 3 feet away from him.

"You can take it now."

I looked at him uncertain if I should take it or not. I didn't believe him a word but he just kept staring at me with a smile on his face. Maybe he just missed these games. With the other slave he seemed to get so bored while commanding her.

The pizza smelled so damn good! But I still hesitated. I wasn't sure what trap he prepared for me.

He opened the box and took a piece into which he immediately bit. I couldn't believe he was eating MY pizza again! I didn't hesitate anymore and I reached for the box. He did nothing to stop me, he just laughed in amusement. I didn't wait anymore and I started to eat. After he finished his piece, he tried to grab another one but I wasn't going to share my pizza so I warned him with a growl. I almost choked myself because of this! I turned my back to him so I could keep the pizza out of his sight. I didn't want to tempt him again.

"Enjoy the pizza, Keira." he whispered happily right next to my ear. It scared me a bit, but I continued working on my pizza. He left.

The new slave came to me.

"Could I have a piece too? I haven't eaten all day." she asked sadly.

,,No! I haven't eaten in two days." I rejected. I did risk to gain my food. I won't share it with her. She can risk her own ass to get her own food.

After I finished my pizza I returned to my place.

"What is your name? I'm Katie." she tried to re-establish our conversation but I ignored her. Even before the kidnap I was a loner and now I had even more reasons to not befriend anyone. Apart from possibility that she is just another trap created by my owner, friendship in such a place could not bring anything good. She seemed to quickly realize I wasn't going to talk to her and she stopped trying. She should be glad I stopped the owner from undressing her. I didn't received any thanks from her for that by the way.

Author's note: I am searching for some willing English speaking person who could help me with text correction. English is not my native language and sometimes it is difficult for me to translate. With help of someone i could translate much faster.