I own you

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The doors latched open and you quickly found yourself being dragged away by the guards. You shook your arms to get them off of you. A gun suddenly pinned itself up to your side.

"Don't move whore." One guard demanded. You scowled in anger.


As you were being dragged down the hallway you closed your eyes and focused your breath.



Ben. I'm in trouble. I'm in -


Before you could finish your thought the guards lunged you forward into a cold room, your body hit the floor, the doors quickly latched shut. You raised to your feet and began to bang on the door.


"Bastards! Let me out!'' You cried. you realized no one was coming. You were screwed.


"No one will come dear." A soft female voice spoke from inside of the what seemed to be a restroom.


"Who are you and why am I here?" You demanded. You walked toward the voice.


"I'm supposed to get you ready for your new master, hun." The girl walked out into the room in front of you, clothes in her hand and her face pointing to the floor. She had dust all through her hair and dirty clothing. She looked no older than you were, but somehow she also looked aged beyond her years.


Your eyes darted towards the clothing. "Am I supposed to wear that?"


"No miss. These are for sleep. The master asks that you where no clothes during his time."


You stepped back and your heart thumped faster. You realized what position you were put in. Your mind drew blank. You were more than afraid.


"I will not!" Your voice raised at her.


"Miss, please." She insisted, her eyes were sad as they looked into yours. lifeless.


You shook your head in defiance. "I will not."


She looked down and nodded her head in agreeance. "I'm sorry miss."


Suddenly the door unhatched and opened aggressively. A man walked in slowly and peered his eyes over your body. His hair was solid brown and his eyes were dark. He looked twice your age. His height towered over you and his stature was superior. Frown lines curled over his eyes and his presence reeked of bad intentions. He wore an all black suit and his hair was perfectly slicked back.


"Ah, there you are." He welcomed himself with a harsh smile. His teeth were stained yellow and his breath reeked of something death- like. You straightened your shoulders and curled your fists.


The girl behind you took a stepback. She was obviously afraid of this man.


"Where is Alex?" You demanded.


He chuckled at your question. "Why your friend is alright. He's being taken to The Hutt Space now as our guest." His smile was maniacal, you shuttered.


He stepped closer to you and looked you up and down, his fingers made their way onto the collar of your robes, he slipped his fingers down slowly towards your chest. You quickly swatted his hand away leaving him to laugh at your defiance.


"What an audacious girl!" He joked. His head turned to face the girl in the corner.


"Why is she still dressed Melania?" He ask presumptuously.


"Sir she didn't want-"


"Well why the hell did I hire you anyways!" He yelled aggressively at the girl. He lunged forward towards her and lifted his hand in order to strike her down, "You filthy little-"


"Stop!" You cried out, "Stop it, I'll do it. Just leave her be."


He turned his head to you and looked back at the girl. He lowered his hand slowly.


"You are dismissed Melania." He said as he straightened out his suit.


You began to undress your robes slowly, you felt shameful for what you were doing. The girl backed away slowly and nodded her head at you. She mouthed "Thank you." As she disappeared out of the hatch.

You began to expose of your undergarments. You closed your eyes in order to calm your heart. Ben's face came to your mind. The sound of his laugh, the feeling of security. You needed to calm down in order to get out of this. Focus.


Your eyes reached back up to him. You were naked now, exposed. You covered your body as well as you could with your hands. He searched your body with his eyes. His eyebrows raised as her saw your arms crowding your parts.


"Show me all of it, don't be shy dear." He smirked grossly.


Your hands trembled as you slowly raised your arms to expose your whole body. He nodded in appreciation.


"Now climb on that bed for me now." His head gestured towards the huge bed in the corner of the dark room. You slowly walked towards the bed and sat down on the edge. Your head faced the floor and your eyes looked around for anything to use against him. From your peripheral view you spotted what looked like an ink pen and paper beside the bed. You looked back down at the floor.


He slowly made his way over to you, unlatching his belt at the same time.


"Lay down."


You moved to the front of the bed next to the bedside table. He pulled off his pants slowly and made his way onto the bed. He slicked his greasy black hair back and put his cold dirty fingers along the inside of your leg. You grimaced. As he studied your chest you darted your eyes to the pen in reach. He climbed on top of you. He smelled of booze and urine. Your breathing spiralled and he pulled down his undergarments. Quickly you propelled your leg forward striking his with your knee in his groin and reached quickly for the pen. He hunched over in pain.


"Bitch!" He cried out as you grabbed the pin and injected it hard in his ribs making his crouch over and yelp in pain. You pushed him off you and onto the floor, you ran to your clothing on the floor and put them on efficiently. You ran to the door and tried to pry it open. You banged on it and screamed for help. You looked behind you to see the man prying the pen from his ribs and standing up slowly. He lunged forward at you and grabbed you by your hair.


"How dare you!" He yelled into your face. He threw you onto the ground and kicked your spine from behind. You cowered in pain. Your face scrunched as you tried to rise to your feet. He struck you again in the face with his foot. Your body hit the ground again. You ached all over. You cried out in pain.


You quickly grabbed his heel and pulled it towards you making him fall on his bottom. He grunted and scurried back on his feet. He quickly summoned strength and grabbed you by your throat. He pushed you up against the fall choking you. You couldn't breathe under his pressure. your hands struggled against his grip as you tried to focus yourself on breathing. He got hazier and hazier. You let a faint cry out and focused your hand on his chest. Power surged through you as a final attempt and his hand released from you, the force pushing him back into the wall on the other side. You fell to your hands and knees gasping for breath. Your whole body was weak. You struggled to find your stance. Your eyes swept to him as your eyes tried to wean out of fuzziness. He walked towards you and kicked you back onto the floor. You lay there defeated, gasping for breath, holding onto your ribs. His hand stretched back and plummeted to your face as hard as he could. Your vision stopped, your breath got shorter and shorter until it turned into nothing. All you could see was darkness. You closed your eyes and your lifeless body surrendered to the floor.

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