His POV
I helped Erin step into the bath. Immediately her face lit up with joy as she sank further into the warmth of the water. I wanted to experience the joy of washing her myself, my fingers memorizing every inch of her body as I rubbed the soapy sponge across her skin. Most of all I wanted the privilege of cleaning up the proof of her lust and enjoyment from between her legs. But she had earnt a moment to herself. Quite selfishly I also enjoyed watching as she washed herself, perhaps more than I would of enjoyed doing it myself.
Part of my aim was to make her feel comfortable. To get the balance right between being strict but also kind to her. This way she would be more willing to accept my ownership over her. As much as I enjoyed a fiesty pet, daily battles were not enjoyable.
I could already see my plan was working, as she was slowly accepting her new life. She seemed so grateful each time I fed her and the look on her face when I allowed light in her cell was enough to prove that. But I could still tell she was defiant to my rule. Her eyes regularly scanned the room as if looking for an escape. To truly get her to accept my ownership I would need to show her there was no escaping me. And to do that I must first let her escape.
A/N: Hi guys. Sorry for a short one tonight. Next one will be longer. I am enjoying utilising the captors POV but I want to keep it short, and to provide more of his perspective and plan, rather than to tell the story.
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Captive
Random18+ "Don't come near me." Erin sobbed. Her arms shakily held up a gun as she took steps away from her captor. "I will shoot." Her captor stood in front of her, a look of amusement on his face as he raised his hands in fake surrender. "I want you to...
