Bound and Broken: Maya's Story

Chapter Thirty Six

Summer's POV:

"So. Tell me about your Previous Owners" She said, leaning back in her chair. I gulped and looked down, playing with my fingers. Usually Owners didn't care about your past ones as long as you did what you were supposed to do. Was I not?

"Um.. I was bought by a scientist couple for their son. I guess he was lonely or just wanted a pet. Anyways. They bought me for him and for a year I was his. He..liked hurting me. Every chance he got he'd find a way to justify hurting me to his parents. Eventually I grew numb, didn't flinch so hard and didn't scream as loud. He told his parents I was damaged and they threw me away to a place. I had a week to get sold or I'd be put down. A woman bought me, to work for her shop." I bit my lip hard at the memory of my second Owner. Maya, I mean Mistress looked interested.

"You had a Sadistic Master. Then you had a Working Mistress. You're a lucky girl. It's a low chance to get re-sold. Go on" She said, just as the drinks came. Mine was set in front of her. She pushed it over to me. I grabbed a straw and took a long sip, smiling. It's been so long since I've had Lemonade. Remembering Mistresses last order I continued.

"There were two other pets there and a bunch of regular employees. They liked screwing around and sabotaging things, blaming it on us. We just stocked the shelves with stuff and made sure everything was clean. We had special collars that would buzz and tell us which Aisle to go to for a job. They shocked us if we weren't fast enough. When we weren't doing anything we got to sit on the floor and talk. The other two ignored me and talked to each other. I worked there for a year too and then got sold to the Mistress's daughter-in-law. Apparently she saw me and said I was, too cute, to be working. So now I was in her house" My voice broke at the end and I quickly tried to cover it up with a cough. She raised an eyebrow at me.

"Sadistic Master's Plaything to Docile Mistress's Worker to Daughter's servant. That's good I guess. Where did you learn you couldn't make decisions for yourself then?" She asked. I thought back.

"Mistress's Daughter-in-law. She did everything for me despite being pregnant. Chose what I wore, what I ate, where I slept. I had to stay with her at all times because she was close to giving birth. But..the day of she started having contractions and I didn't notice. I left to make her some coffee and came back to her on the floor. I called her husband as fast as I could but made the mistake of telling him I wasn't in the room with her when she collapsed. He threw me into the basement and locked me down there until the ambulance came. Then I was dragged upstairs and beaten. They made me clean everything up. Apparently his wife made him promise not to send me anywhere bad, so I went to a pet shop. Then you bought me" I replied. She chuckled.

"Interesting. One year seems to be your cutoff huh? Maybe I'll just have to wait and see" She said. I hope she didn't see me freeze. Just as I was going to say something the Waiter returned with our food. Turns out she ordered Shrimp Alfredo. The plates were set in front of us and we were left alone.

"Eat. Hearing your stomach growl is annoying." She snapped. I grabbed the fork and stabbed the first bit, taking a bite. It was good, definitely better than a pet should get. But I didn't complain. As I ate I studied my new Mistress. She didn't seem all that bad. I expected to be tied up somewhere and left there until I was needed. Not being taken out to dinner and being able to actually sit at the table and eat with her.

Maybe I am a lucky person

(Time Skip)
Kayla's POV

I woke up to a guard pulling open the door, accompanied by Irene. She gave me another pity look and shuffled over.

"I'm sorry. Your previous owner really doesn't want you sold. Try your best. Don't talk and For your own safety don't outright ask them to buy you. You can be beaten" She explained in a hush before helping me to my feet and talking normally. "Well. Stand against the wall so I can check you over"

I took off my dress and stood against the wall like she told me. She checked over my scars first, then went about taking my temperature and blood pressure. Within a few minutes she was done.

"What's today?" I asked as She turned to leave. She paused without turning back around.

"It's Wednesday. Kayla. Your arrived Monday night and slept till Tuesday morning for your branding. A potential buyer couple came to view you in the afternoon. They didn't get you. You cried yourself to sleep according to the guards. It's Wednesday Afternoon now." She said. Then she left. My heart dropped. Two whole days had gone by and I didn't notice.

It was cruel that we had no way to telling what day it was. Well everyone knew when Sunday night was. The night the guards came and dragged you away. The doors were pretty thick so talking didn't really get through. But screaming did. Somewhere far away people screamed as they were taken away. Their time to die.

This wasn't fair. Why would Maya go out of her way to make sure I didn't get sold. She really wanted me dead.

I went back to my makeshift bed and sunk into the pillows, pulling the blankets over me. I didn't care if nobody bought me anymore. At least Death would set me free.

"Don't do that. Don't give up. Someone is bound to buy you. She can't block every person from buying you" Shadow said, sitting down next to me. I rolled my eyes.

"Really? You really think that? She's powerful. Insanely powerful. She could probably get them to kill me today if she really wanted it" I snapped back. She glared at me.

"Fine. Act hopeless. It was nice knowing you" Shadow snarled. Then she disappeared. I pulled the blanket over my head and squeezed my eyes shut, hoping I'd fall asleep. Nothing. I heard the door open, but made no move to get up. I heard the guard ordering me to get up and the potential buyer, a man, trying to coax me. I heard the guard's heavy boots coming near me, ready to yank me up and present me. Then the man's voice again, telling him it isn't worth it. Then the sound of footsteps exiting and the door closing.

Then nothing once more.

That's what happened all day. A buyer would come, I wouldn't move. They'd try to coax me up or try dragging but I'd hold fast or try to bite. That earned me a few kicks or slaps but I no longer cared. Eventually the amount of people wanting to see me decreased. No one wanted me. The next time my door opened it was to plant a tray on food on the floor. I didn't bother eating it. I was gonna die anyway.

Why waste feeding something that's already dead?

(Time Skip)

Maya's POV:

We finished dinner and I paid the bill. Summer was back to being quiet and I didn't have anymore questions for her so I let her. We left the restaurant and walked up the boardwalk to where I left my car. I always liked being driven. The driver opened the door quickly for me and I pulled Summer into the car with me and sat her on the seat before she could ask if she was allowed. Who would of thought obedience was annoying.

The drive home didn't take long. The driver opened the door again and I gave him a 50 as a tip. My Step Mother never bothered to tip. Father didn't even drive. I led her up the steps and to the elevator. She pressed the button without me telling her to and we both got in. As we climbed the levels I began thinking of what to do first with her. The elevator doors opened and I stepped out, running smack into my Step-Mother.

"Maya. Your Father wants you" She practically hissed. I rolled my eyes and led Summer to my room, taking off and throwing her leash onto the bed.

"Stay here. I'll be back" I said. She nodded and I closed the door.

What could Father possibly want with me now?