Bound and Broken: Maya's Story

Chapter Thirty Four

Kayla's POV:

"Shit" I heard Irene curse from behind me. She had told me to take off my dress and was in the process of smearing some clear stuff all over the scars and wounds Maya left. Irene looked a lot like Lilac, minus the height and the fact that her eyes were brown. She stood up and sighed before going over to the desk and picking up a binder. She was silent for a while, alternating between looking at me and the binder. It was unsettling.

"What's wrong?" I asked. Nothing.

"Irene?"

"IRENE!"

"Oh! Yes?" She answered, not even looking back up. I stood up and tried to look over her shoulder but she slammed it shut.

"What's wrong?" I repeated. She gave me a smile that didn't seem to reach her eyes.

"Well uh..I'm assuming these scars are from your previous owner yes?" She asked. I nodded. She sighed.

"What's wrong? Are they infected?" I asked, twisting to try to look at my back. She quickly stopped me.

"No no! Whatever whip she used was bad. Your scars aren't healing. You have dozens and only two closed, one on your face and one on your back." She explained.

"What's that mean?" I asked, sitting back down on the table. Another sigh.

"You're going to have a hard time getting resold. Most owners don't like their pets having so many scars. Maybe you could of gotten away with 5-6 but..you're well in the 30s. How old are you?" She asked. I bit my lip to keep myself from crying.

"26..lemme guess nobody likes pets that are so old" I snapped. She flinched and sighed. Then checked the clock.

"Look. I'm sorry girl. Hopefully you'll get at least a chance. Today is a Monday. You have until Sunday to get resold. Sunday night you're shipped over to the retirement center and by Monday morning you're dead." She explained. I didn't answer.

Until Sunday? 7 days until I die. A week.

"I've got to see more people. I'm so sorry Kayla. Best of luck to you. I'll see you tomorrow." She said, walking over to the wall and pressing a button. Within moments the guards from before were back. Between them was a short doe eyed girl with short black hair and amber eyes. She looked towards the floor shyly. Another guard appeared behind them and held out a hand. I took it and jumped off the table, taking my dress and putting it back on. He pulled me in front of him and told me to walk.

Eventually we walked down the hallway and took a right, which lead to a set of prison like double doors. He took out dog tags and put them to the scanner. The door clicked open and he pushed me to walk forward. Inside we passed a bunch of heavy looking doors. There were girls inside most, along with the occasional boy. From the looks of it, even though there was giant sheets of glass on the door. They couldn't see out of it but people could see in.

Finally we came to an open glass door and he pushed
me inside. I obediently walked inside and sat down on the pile of pillows and blankets in the corner. Not like I could do anything. He left and the door closed behind him with a soft click.

"Alone again." I said aloud with a sigh. Shadow appeared over by the far wall and giggled.

"Better then the fucking WHIP your former Mistress beat you with" She said, tucking all of her inky black hair behind her head. I didn't bother answering. I just shuffled the pillows around until I got comfortable then pulled a blanket over myself. There were three. One thick one to go on the floor, One soft one to go over myself I'm guessing for warmer seasons, and one heavy one to go for colder seasons. I closed my eyes and crashed out.

(Time Skip)

Maya's POV:

I set down my bag on my desk and smiled as I sat down. The lawyer just called and assured me all the assets were now mine, including the building. The house I let him keep of course. But his business tanked once I informed a certain news company to spread the story. Michael lost a bunch of money and even got a few lawsuits. Nothing he couldn't take care. I smiled again when I recalled the other day.

Walking into his house I was met by a smiling Michael, who proudly showed off his new pet. She looked almost exactly like Lilac, but taller and less resting bitch face and more terrified and confused. I didn't say a word and just handed him the divorce papers. The threat to end his entire family company worked pretty well in securing me what I needed.
Now I've got everything I need. Including my own name back. Maya Redd never looked so good.

The place I sent Kayla to hasn't called me to say she was bought so that was a good sign. Only one week left and she's gone for good. In the meantime. I bought myself a little gift for all the trouble. Should be here any minute now.

"Miss Redd?" Said the guard outside my door, followed by a light knock. I giggled and stood up.

"Come in!" I replied with a cheerful voice. The door was thrown open and a cage covered by a black sheet was wheeled into the room. It was a pretty big office, best money could buy. They brought the cage into the middle of the room and took the sheet off. Inside was a girl with red hair. Her green eyes avoided mine instantly. Like all the others she wore a simple black dress but no shoes. One of the guards handed me a clipboard with her information.

Age 21. Well her file said 19. But whatever she looks young. Red hair. Green eyes. Been in the shop for nearly a month. Three previous owners.

I didn't care much about them. Just the girl. I had them take her out and force her to stand up. She was scared, by the trembling. I forced her to look at me.

"Hi. I'm Maya but it's Mistress to you. You're a bit old for my tastes but according to your file and previous owners you're a good housekeeper. So I'll keep you around. Be a good girl and no punishments for you. When we get home I'll break you in and then you can sleep." I said. She looked even more scared as she slowly nodded. I dismissed the guards and left her on the couch while I did some work. Father emailed me earlier with a list of things I needed to get done and I barely had half.

"Mistress?" I heard her tiny voice say. I glanced up and of course she looked down.

"What. I'm busy" I said back. She shifted uncomfortably, then got up and slowly walked over to me. She slid to her knees and bowed her head.

"Can...I..have some water? Mistress" She asked. I chuckled and patted her head and uncrossed my legs, widening them just enough for her to fit between them.

"Sure sweetie. After you take care of me" I replied with a devilish smile. She nodded and moved to do what I asked. I leaned back and let her.

Work hasn't felt this good in a while.

(Time Skip)

Kayla's POV:

I woke up to a guard dragging me up by my collar. I choked and hurried to stand and follow. He wasn't gentle in the slightest. I was dragged into a room and forced to stand against the wall. There were about 29 other girls with me. Yeah I counted. Suddenly the door opened and Irene came in, followed by two other guards carrying a large metal hot poker. The girls whimpered and some began shaking.

"What's happening?" I asked Shadow, who was standing by the closed door. She shrugged. I didn't like this.

"Start with her" Irene said finally, pointing to me. I tensed as the guards grabbed me and dragged me forward. They forced me to sit in the chair at the table and strapped my hand, palm up, to it. Irene nodded and they picked up the metal rod and pressed a button. It began to glow red. Then I realized what it was for.

They're BRANDING ME! NO!

I began to struggle and the guards rushed to hold me still. Irene sighed.

"Kayla. You gotta relax. It'll be over soon. Be strong please" She said. Then they pressed the thing to my wrist. It hurt. Really fucking hurt. I bit my lip as hard as I could to keep from screaming and ended up tasting blood. Like she said it was over quickly.

They put water over it to cool it down then unstrapped me from the chair, shoving me back over to the wall. I put both hands out to catch myself and hissed as the pain returned. I looked at what they put on me.

B 26. I'm just a number now.