More Than I Bargained For

Scott

*Mentions and descriptions of extreme child abuse and neglect*

Her legs were cramped. She had been curled in the corner of the damp cement room for who knows how long waiting for the tall man to come back. She winced as she heard shouting from a different part of the house between the tall man and some other person.

Soon the slot in the door opened and a metal plate landed with a clang. On it was two pieces of toast. The girl scurried from the corner eyes swinging around to see if anyone was around before quickly inhaling the two pieces of toast.

Later that day the tall man came in and grabbed her by her hair. He started dunking her head in a bucket of ice water over and over again as she cried and screamed and tried to get out of his gasps. All the while he was shouting insults at her about how useless and stupid she was. She often wondered at times like this if she was so useless and stupid why the tall man wouldn't let her go anywhere had to be better than here.

The girl was only eight or at least that was how old she had been when she came to this horrific place. The place where time stood still. She curled up on the floor in the corner underneath a towel which was the closest thing to a blanket that she had.

She had been outside playing on the playground for the school for subs when the man had taken her. Since then she hadn't seen sunlight once and she didn't know how long ago that was.

***

Eventually, the tall man who she learned was Scott let her go to school. It wasn't a normal school she learned. This was a school where the children of the cult group Scott was in sent their kids so even there no one helped her. The other children seemed happier and more adjusted but just as dirty as the young girl.

She remembers so many times when there would be a meeting with the teachers because she had been too scared to do something, or hadn't talked loud enough, or didn't run quick enough. In those times Scott would look down at her and shake his head "What are we going to do with you, Sugar?" He would sigh before grabbing her by the hair and pulling her from the room.

They would get home and the abuse would start. He would burn her with cigarettes, or beat her with a can until she was bleeding and based out, or dunk her head over and over again in a bucket of water telling her how horrible she was. All the while he would play his favorite song in the background.

This went on for seven years before. She remembers being in her cold dark cement room before the door opened and someone walked in with a flashlight. She scurried back into the shadows of the room scared of the new and unfamiliar intrusion into her room.

"Hey, Moor there is someone in here! Can you call a medic she doesn't look too hot?" The voice called over her shoulder.

"Hi, there sweetie. My name is Becca, What's yours?" Rebecca questioned kneeling down in front of the girl. The girl pressed her back even more into the wall behind her trying to stay away from this person.

Women were not a common feature in the girl's life. Almost everyone she saw was a man if there were other females most of them were children or enslaved like her and kept out of sight. She couldn't remember the last time a woman had talked to her, even her teachers were male.

"Hey now little one, don't worry. I am not from this place I am from outside. I'm here to help you." Becca soothed reaching her hand out to the girl. The girl looked unsure, but slowly placed her hand in Becca's.

"Now, what is your name sweetie?" The girl stared at her. She hadn't had someone ask her that since before she came to the camp. Here submissives were not given names, especially not children submissives. She had stopped referring to herself even in her head with a name a long time ago. She wasn't even sure she could remember, but she didn't want to sound like a fool.

"I'm-It's-umm-my name is Annie ma'am" Annie surprised even herself when she said that name. Annie was the name of the one person who had shown her kindness in this camp and it ended up costing her life.

"Well, Annie how about we get you out of here hmm?" Becca said. Annie slowly stood up and followed behind Becca out of the room, out of the house, out of the camp, and into something new.

***

Annie finished telling her doms what happened to her before the sub school and who Scott was. Through it all Jace and Grayson had listened closely to each word that fell from Annie's mouth. There were a couple of times when she needed to stop and all they did was pull her close to them and tell her how much she was loved and that she didn't have to go on if she didn't want to.

When she finished the room fell into silence Grayson sat his arms wrapped around Annie holding her to his chest. Jace had gotten up off the couch at some point and was pacing in front of the others. Despite how hard it was to share and how horrible it was to relive Annie was glad she had told the doms about what had happened.

They didn't need words this odd trio. They had learned quickly how to read what the others were thinking or needed and they knew that right now they just needed to be together. This had been a long day full of ups and downs and it was time to decompress.

At some point pizza showed up, Annie wasn't sure who had ordered it and she didn't care she was starving when it got to her. After that they watched a movie and Jace carried a sleeping Annie up to her room after the movie was over. Jace and Grayson laid themselves on either side of her before drifting off to sleep themselves.