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Chapter twenty-six

Emily's point of view

3 weeks later

Standing in front of the mirror, I stroke over the mark he left. Marc, his name turned out to be Marc Nelson. He has been coming to the club regularly for a while, and it turns out he's raped girls before. But right after, he showed them the video he made of them. Then blackmailed them into not telling anybody.

But this time that didn't work. The police deleted all the videos he had, including the one with me. He spent 2 weeks in hospital, after Dave beat him up. After that, he went straight to prison. Thank god tho..

And now I'm left with a scar that says 'whore' showing on my collarbone. I'm never again going to be able to wear tanktops, or any tops that show your collarbone and shoulders. Maybe I am a bit of a whore..

No, Dave told me not to think about this, so I won't. I owe him at least that, after everything he's done for me.

"Hey baby.. Are you okay?" Dave says, walking up behind me. He wraps his arms around my waist, and leans his chin on my shoulder. I can't hold back a smile, and lay my hands on his. "Yeah I'm fine baby.." I look at him through the mirror, "hey do u see this?"

I take his hands and shove them down to my stomach, which has been growing the past month. I don't really look pregnant yet, more like a girl who ate too much in one night. A smile appears on his lips, as he squeezes my belly softly.

"Yes I do.. And I feel it. I can't believe you're pregnant with my baby." he says, while lifting me and pulling me into him. I wrap my arms around his neck, just to feel a bit more secure. He lays me down on the bed, and lays down next to me.

I shove into him, and lay my head on his chest. A sigh leaves my body, as Dave's hand takes mine. "Listen, we should talk." Oh no..

"Oh god don't scare me.. Is it something bad?" I ask, turning my face up to look into his eyes. He shakes his head, relieving me. "No it's not. But uhm, yesterday I called Duke again, and we talked about what's going to happen now. Obviously we want our kid to grow up in good surroundings, but you and I both know we need someone else here. We have enough money to make it pretty far, but Duke had a pretty good idea.. What if instead of a girl, we buy a trained boy? We can see how it goes, and if we don't like it we can just pass him on. What are your thoughts about that?"

Oh damn.. A boy.

"I mean.. I don't think we have a good reason not to. If it goes wrong, we can just sell him right?" I try to stay optimistic, but know I have to think about this. What would happen if we'd buy a boy? Would he even obey? And is that really different?

Dave nods smiling, and then strokes some hair out of my face. "Exactly.. I know you have to think about this first, so I'll leave you alone for now. Text me when you want me, okay"

I nod, and without saying anything, he leaves the room. He knows me so well..

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We walk into the house where we're going to pick him up. Ace, that's his name. I've seen a picture of him, and I can not lie; he's not ugly. He looked around my age. He's white, but still has a dark skin colour. Black hair, and green eyes.

On the picture he was smiling, which confused me. Most pictures I've seen were of girls or boys that were either tied, naked, crying, or just very scared.

Stepping up the last step of the stairs to the attic, I turn to Dave. "You can go in first.. I'll be right behind you." He nods, as he opens the door. I hear a chuckle, then someone standing up, and some chains moving.

I step inside, after Dave. Then I see him, completely dressed, standing in the middle of the room. His hair is done perfectly, he has no bruises or cuts, and his green eyes are sparkling. As I look down his body, I notice his hands aren't even cuffed. One foot is chained to a point in the middle of the room, but the chain seems to be long enough for him to walk around the whole attic. I'm guessing it won't let him reach the door though.

Then he smiles at me. It's a real smile, not one of those fake ones, or a scared one. No, it's a real, joyful smile that reaches his eyes. "Good morning ma'am," he says, and then turns to Dave while nodding his head down and saying "sir."

His hands go behind his back, and his eyes go down to the floor. I look at Dave, who looks back at me with raised eyebrows and a surprised but confused look on his face.

Then I hear a voice behind us, and when I turn around I find out it's the voice of his owner. "He's a really good boy. I trust him, which is why his hands are free. When you buy him, you'll find out he's pretty awesome." He smiles proudly, which makes me smile on my turn.

I turn back to Ace, and take some steps closer to him. I study the look on his face, but it doesn't look like he's acting.. Not at all. "Ace look at me." I remember why I loved Lynn so much, it's because she always did exactly as I said. It satisfied me. And now it's happening again.

Ace's eyes meet mine, right after I commanded him to look at me. I chuckle, damn. I can tell he wants to say something, but he keeps his mouth shut. "Speak.."

"Well ma'am," he starts, "I just wanted to thank you for getting me away from this man." a giggle escapes his throat; "He makes awful pancakes."

The look on Dave's face is so confused, I can't keep myself from starting to laugh. "Oh my god babe the look on your face!" It quickly changes to a pokerface, as he shakes his head. Ace speaks again; "I don't know if I'm allowed to talk but.. I'm sorry I was just joking."

I look at him again, to see his face has flushed red. I feel the need to comfort him, which of course is ridiculous. Before Dave can speak up, I talk to him again. "It's alright Ace. Look, I'm pregnant. We're looking for someone who can stay with us on long terms. We need you to be able to cook, do laundry, make beds, etc. And we want you to be good with kids. Are you like that?"

His eyes start to twinkle again, accessorizing the smile forming on his lips. "Oh my Lord! Yes of course I can do that. Damn that's so cute.." his eyes travel down to my belly; "Ooh, now I get why you looked a little fat.. It's because there's a little baby human in you."

Laying my hands on my belly, I laugh. Ace seems like the right guy. When I take my hands away again, I see another hand reaching out to my belly. It gets laid on the small hump that's formed on my belly. I don't really mind, Dave does that all the time.

But apparently, Dave does mind. I hear a loud growl next to me, and before I can look up, the hand gets pulled off by another hand. "Don't you fucking touch my girlfriend!" he breathes out, and then looks at me.

He gives me a look that says "punish him." I know what I should do.. Getting down on my knees, I free him from the chain around his ankle. Then I quickly get up, and take the handcuffs Dave reaches out to me. "Turn around, put your hands together."

He does exactly that, and I close the handcuffs around his wrists. Tightening them, I take his shoulders and turn him back around.

"Ah crap, how am I supposed to jerk off now?" I giggle, unable to hold it. Dave doesn't seem to find it funny though; "Watch your tone!" he commands him, while pushing him down on his knees. Ace's head immediately drops, and he stares at the floor.

"I apologize sir. I won't do it again." Dave's lips turn into a satisfied smile, before starting to move again. "Good boy.. Now tell me who owns you, and how you're meant to behave." The boy bites the inside of his left cheek, and starts talking, keeping his head down. "You and ma'am own me, and I obey.. I don't do anything without your permission. I follow your rules and never call you by your name."

Damn he's good..