Bound and Broken: Maya's Story

Chapter Thirty Two

Kayla's Dress up top. I'm back again 🥳
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Michael asked for me every night Maya was gone or busy. It became almost a routine. Lilac seemed to clueless, thinking nothing but the Master wanting to get used to his new pet. Maya used Lilac often and from the bruises and marks I could tell there was nothing gentle about it. I felt bad.

It's been months and Maya's gotten extremely busy in her new building. I rarely saw her anymore and when I did she barely said anything to me. But tonight was different. Michael had a meeting, and Maya was home.

I was woken up by Gina at around 1am. Lilac was still asleep next to me. She gestured for me to be quiet and led me out of our room.

"Here. Put this on and go into the living room. Kneel on the floor and keep your head down" She ordered, holding out a black dress bag. Confused, I took it and went about taking off the dress I was wearing now. Inside was a simple purple dress with silver shoes. I put everything on and Gina went about adjusting everything. Then she shoved me away.

"Go. Hurry." I quickly raced to the living room, kneeling down and dipping my head. Everything was quiet, it made me anxious. Shadow appeared by the window.

"This is weird. She's never asked for you this late" She said. I shrugged, then stiffened when I heard the clicking of heels approaching.

Maybe it's just Gina. Checking up on me to see if I did everything right. I hope so.

"You know, I'm surprised. You turned out to be such a good pet. Just took a bit of training." I heard her say. I silently gulped as she came to stand in front of me, but didn't dare look up. For a little while it was silent. Then she forced me to look up at her with a tug on my leash. She put something behind her back to free up her hand. Her other was holding a glass. I didn't have to guess what it was.

"Pretty pet. I'm curious about how much you were. Father never told me. That doesn't matter. Guess what? I found out something very very interesting" She said. Silence again. Then I realized she was waiting for me to speak.

"I..what did you find out Mistress.." I replied back. She chuckled and slammed the glass down, making me jump.

"This". She reached behind her and pulled out a familiar worn black notebook. I swear my heart stopped beating.

Oh no. No no no no.

"I..uh...Mistress..". She smiled and shook her head.

"No no. No more talking for you. I can tell you've been writing in this thing for a while. Smaller and smaller to save space. Gina found it while cleaning, thought it would interest me. It very much did" She continued. Then she leaned forward. The smile never left her face.

"So. You're getting special treatment from Michael. Tsk. You charmed your way into his heart. Went behind my back and gave you things you don't give PETS" She spat the last of the sentence and violently grabbed my hair. I yelped and she delivered a stinging slap.

"If you wake up anyone else, I'll rip your tongue out." She threatened. My heart was pounding, the fear seeping in. I was in deep deep shit.

(Time Skip)

Maya's POV:

She was scared. So very scared. It amused me. I chose to ignore her as I flipped through the notebook, reading each line carefully. She really did write about most of her life. The last couple entires were about Michael. How she left so different with him and how he treated her almost humanlike when they were alone. I slammed the book shut and yanked her towards me.

"When you two are alone. What else did he do? Tell me. Now" I snapped. Her eyes widened.

"I..I can't. Please. I'm sorry I" I growled and let go of the leash, opting to grab her neck instead. I could see her begin to panic as soon as I touched her.

"You can and you will. Or instead how about I beat it out of you". Her fear was unmistakable.

"I can't..I'm sorry!" She pleaded. I sighed and let her go.

"Gina. Tie her up and get me some things" I ordered. The woman appeared out of nowhere and grabbed Kayla, dragging her away before she could even begin to struggle. She came back.

"Uh. My Lady, what things specifically do you want to use?" She asked. I smiled and waved her over, gesturing for her to bend down so I could whisper it in her ear. Her eyes widened.

"Are you sure? That's..dangerous" She said. I gave her a look and she shut her mouth, leaving with a quick bow. I waited a few minutes then got up, walking upstairs to my room. Opening the door I discovered Michael was thankfully asleep. Moving to my drawers I opened it up and pulled out a pair of jet black leather leggings and a tight black shirt. I tied my hair up behind my back and smiled to myself in the mirror. Finally I took off the rings and set them on the dresser.

All set.

Making my way back downstairs I was greeted by Gina. She handed me the whip and the box I had requested. I smiled and patted her head.

"Good. I'll call when I need you" I told her. She nodded and stepped aside so I could make my way into the punishment room. Kayla's wrists were secured to the ceiling by chains and cuffs, ensuring an uncomfortable and painful experience. I smiled at the red lines forming on her skin. She was still wearing heels so she had no problem standing, but Gina had stripped her of her dress. I reached up and unclipped her collar, putting it on the table.

"Don't wanna get your filthy blood on it. Enjoy the free neck while it lasts" I snapped at her. She didn't answer. I uncoiled the whip and walked around her, smiling.

"Now. You refuse to tell me what's going on between you two and what you do behind my back without my approval. So, what better way than to beat it out of you?" I said. She shut her eyes tight and braces herself. I chuckled and pulled back my hand, landing the first hit. She didn't scream however, only releasing a pained whimper. I smirked at the opportunity of a challenge and began to hit harder, overlapping marks to increase the pain. Taking breaks allowed for the wounds so really burn, so I took a frequent amount of those.

The screaming finally started around the 19th strike. I hit her square in the back. This time, I was too angry to care and hit anywhere, catching her face and hands multiple times. The two on her face leaked blood. I smiled.

"Still not going to tell me hmm? Maybe I should whip you to death instead" I snapped. Her eyes became as wide as dinner plates. I resumed, relishing the pain of her screams. I went on for hours, until the morning sun rays began seeping into the room. At that time I was at around 90 and Kayla was a crying mess. She was covered in open wounds and the slightest movement caused some to tear more. I finally decided I was done and dropped the whip, calling Gina back into the room.

"Clean her up. Give her healing medicine but nothing for pain." I ordered as I unchained her wrists. She fell to the floor the instant I let go of her in a messy crying heap. Her blood began to soak the carpet instantly. I reached down and forced her to look at me.

"This is going to be fun"

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Nearly the end of Kayla's story. 💞 Thx for reading.