Enslaved

Chapter 3

Emma's POV:

I wake up in a strange, dark room. I sit up and notice I'm not in my castle anymore. As I look around I notice my wrists and ankles are chained, causing me to have access to only little movements. The last thing I can remember is walking towards the back doors, and then everything goes dark. I get up off the cot and take 2 steps. As I try to take another the chains strain my ankles and wrists, not allowing me to move any further. I sigh and sit on the edge of the cot. Then the door swings open revealing Killian from last night. Except he is now in a red leather vest and black leather pants and boots. He walks over towards me and and looks down. He smiled wickedly at me and I rolled my eyes and turned away. Honestly that was probably a dumb move but I can't even seem to care at this point. 

"Good morning Love, how'd you sleep?" He asks. I don't respond, instead I continue to stare at one of the empty walls beside me. He clears his throat. I stay turned away from him knowing it was angering him. He then grabs my chains and jerks me off the bed and to him. "You are to answer me when I speak to you, understand?" He says in an irritated voice. I still continue to ignore him, not giving him the pleasure of frightening me. Suddenly, he throws me to the ground causing me to bang my head, hard against the floor. I accidentally let out a small groan as a huge head ache washes over me, causing me to become dizzy and light headed. "Maybe that knocked some sense into you." He says harshly. I stay silent. Then he grabs me by my arm and yanks me up. I refuse to look at him so I look over at the same wall as before. "You're really stubborn, you know that." I continue to ignore him. After a few moments of silence, he talks more. "How about this, I'll kill your family if you don't do as I say and answer me." That's when I sighed, knowing I had to give in for my family's sake. "What do you want?" I ask harshly. He grins at his small victory and I roll my eyes. I still refuse to look him in the eye so I let my eyes wander as I wait for him to speak. "Look at me." He says sternly. I comply and look at him, dead in the eyes. He smiles. "That's more like it." He says with an evil smirk. "I'm going to ask one more time, what do you want?" I ask harshly. He laughs. "You aren't really in the position to be demanding anything Princess." He says. I roll my eyes. "Don't call me princess." I say sternly. "Alright, how about Swan." He says with a smrik. I roll my eyes. "Swan, really?" "Yes, your elegant and graceful yet feisty when necessary, just like a swan." I scoff. "Anyways, back to the point. I'm going to unchain you so you can change. You aren't going to try to run, right?" I nod. He unchains me and I move my wrists a little. Then I cross my arms and stare at him. "Go on, get dressed." He says with a lustful smirk. I make no movement. "Swan, you know what happens when you don't obey." He says with a grin, knowing I would give in. "I'm not changing with you in here." I say sternly. He sighs in defeat knowing I'm not budging on this. "Fine, you have five minutes." He says then leaves the room and shuts the door. 

I quickly put on the dress and notice it's extremely tight and uncomfortable, and it reveals a huge fraction of my breasts. I sit on the edge of the cot and bring my knees to my chest, and hug them. I've never been to comfortable with my body, and this was making everything worse. Then I started thinking about many things he could force me to do with the leverage he has over me. I start having a small panic attack as my heart speeds up and my body trembles. Then I hear the door open but I don't move. My breathing gets heavier and my head ache gets a lot more painful. Killian walks over to me and sees my presence. "Swan are you alright?" He asks, I swear I can detect a hint of concern. I don't answer, as I am trying to slow my breathing. He quickly catches on to what's happening "Smee! Bring me a small cup of water now!" He yells. Moments later a small, round guy comes in with a small cup of water and hands it to Killian. He takes it and orders Smee to leave. 

Then he comes and sits beside me and holds the water out for me to take, but I don't. I don't move at all, knowing when I remove my arms he'd see me. That is the last thing I want to happen at the moment. "Swan, take the water. It's not poisoned I promise." He says. I still don't move. He carefully removes one of my arms, but as soon as I feel myself a little barer, I put my arm back. "Swan. Take. The. Water. Now." He says in a harsh voice. I sigh knowing I had to. I remove one of my shaky arms and grab the water from him as he watches me carefully. I quickly wrap my arm back around me with the cup in my hand. We sit there in silence for a few minutes. "Swan, drink the water." He says sternly. I shake my head back and forth horizontally, a few times. "Now, Swan. I mean it." I glance over at him and notice he wasn't kidding. I slowly bring the cup to my mouth and drink a little bit of the water and then quickly wrap my arm around me again. "All of it Swan." "Please." I beg in a raspy voice. My throat is drier than the sun because of the small panic attack I'm having but I can't expose myself like this. He eyes me confused. "Swan, what's going on? You were fine before I left." He asks, suspicion tainting his voice. I swallowed hard. "I-uh rather not say." I admit. "Tell me. Now." He commands. I hate having to do whatever he says, but I must for my family's sake. "I-am uncomfortable." I say softly. "In the dress?" He guesses. I nod. "Don't you wear this kind of stuff all the time?" He asks. I shake my head no. "I can get you something else if you want." He gestures. I nod. He gets up and leaves. Then he returns moments later with a pair of black leather pants and a white button up shirt. "Here you go." He says. He reaches his hand to me with the clothes in it. I don't grab the clothes. He catches on and sets them on the cot beside me. Then he leaves and shuts the door behind him. I put the cup of water under my bed, hoping to be able to save it for later.