Enslaved

Chapter 4

Emma's POV:

I wake up when I feel someone shaking me. My eyes flutter open and I see Killian over top of me, trying to wake me. "Time to get up, Swan." He says loudly. I nod and slowly stand up. Once I do, I try to stretch, but the chains won't let me reach very far. He chuckles at my attempts to wake up and I give him a death glare. "Well someone isn't a morning person." He mutters. I roll my eyes. "Are you ready to begin?"  "Yes, sir."  "Wonderful." He then unchains me and I can finally stretch my muscles. I look at my wrists and notice dark red circles on them from the shackles. I touch one of them and feel pain, however I bite back the groan so the Captain doesn't think I'm weak. "What's the matter, Swan?"  "Nothing, just trying to wake my wrist up." I lie. He doesn't question me, instead he leads me to the deck and I notice it's just becoming dawn and no one else is up. "Breakfast will be served in a few hours, so get done what you can." "I don't eat breakfast." I lie. "Very well then, get to work while I man the helm." I nod and get the broom and dustpan from the small supply closet. I begin sweeping the decks and by time the hour passes all the decks are swept, scrubbed, and mopped. I am currently scrubbing and dusting the ship's edges, when the crew comes above deck and starts maintaining the ship. Minutes pass, and minutes turn to hours. At about noon I have done every chore, thoroughly, except for cleaning the cannons. The Captain is currently inspecting the dungeons while the crew and I are working above deck.

Someone makes their way over to me and I look up and see a tall man, with brown hair. He has a lustful look on his face as he stares at me up and down and licks his dry, lips. I swallow thickly and continue working. "Why, I don't think we've been properly introduced. I'm Victor." He says, turning me to face him. "Emma, pleasure." I say politely, and turn back around to continue working. He turns me back around and places his large hands on my waist. I try to get out of his grip, but I fail, and everyone else isn't paying attention. "How about we get to know each other better?" He says, playing with the waist ban of my pants. "I have to finish my jobs." I say, still struggling against his tight grip. I'm pretty sure he's leaving bruises on me, but that's better than the alternative. "Pleasing me is one of your jobs." He says in a low voice, attempting and failing to be seductive. He then starts kissing my neck, sloppily, and moves his hands down to my thighs. I try to push him off me, but nothing is working. He then begins kissing my lips, roughly. I then bite his bottom lip and he jumps away and touches it. He walks up to me again, but before he can touch me I punch him in the jaw hard. "You stupid, girl!" He yells in pain. I smirk and turn around. Then I am suddenly being pulled away from the cannons my two large men. I struggle against them but it's no use. They turn me around, so that my back is facing them, and push me against a pole. They continue to hold me in place, when I feel my back getting soaked in cold water. 

Then I feel a sharp pain in my back and hear a cracking sound. This occurs 2 more times and when the men let go, I collapse. I feel dizzy and sick to my stomach. The same man from earlier approaches me and throws a whip down, that's covered in my blood, in front of me. "Clean up the mess, peasant." He then walks away leaving me on the freshly cleaned deck, bleeding. I sigh and get up. I wince in pain, as every movement I make only brings me more pain. I finally reclean the decks and the whip and I stumble over to the cannons trying to hurry and finish. Once I do, I sneak back downstairs and into the Captain's quarters. Once I'm in, I scurry over to his closet and find an identical shirt to the one I have on, except not covered in blood. I close the closet and sneak back to my room. I shut the door and quickly remove my shirt. I reach back and use the bloody shirt to try and wipe off as much blood as I can. I then put the other shirt on and hide the bloody one under my mattress. I then leave my room, and head to the dungeons to find the Captain. When I enter I see him inspecting the last cell, with an impressed look on his face. I smile knowing I had pleased him with my work. "Captain, I finished." I say as I approach him. "How? It's barely 2 o' clock." He states, shocked. "I'm a hard worker." I state and he nods. "Yes, I can see that. Well done Swan." He says in an approving voice. "May I stay in my room now?" I ask. "I don't see why not." He says with a smile. I smile back. "Thanks captain." He nods. I stand there and wait for him to finish his inspection, so that I can walk behind him to draw no attention to my aching back. "I thought you were leaving."  "It'd be bad form to leave before the Captain." I say with a smirk. He chuckles and walks ahead of me. I sigh in relief and walk to my room, only to find him inside, sitting on my bed.