Sold to the enemy

"what do you want" , he laughs menacingly at me, "what do you think I want,I have been patient with you, you are nothing but a slave", I feel tears threatening to pour out but I hold it in I know he doesn't mean anything he is saying right?

He roughly grabs my face in he's hands and whispers into my ear," play room now,"I gulp nervously knowing what is coming next I dare not call him by he's name, "yes Master."

I enter into a familiar room, with colors red and black,the room that had held so many memories here good ones to be precise lost in my thoughts I hear someone growl my name out.

"Ruby strip".... "Yes Alexander,I I I mean Master", how stupid I'm I, he's already in a bad mood and really drunk how could I call him by he's name.

He approaches me clearly angry for calling him by he's name in the play room he roughly grabs one of my breast in he's hands tearing off my clothes since I hadn't done it yet he's hands moves lower until he slips it under my panties my breathing getting heavier by the second he wouldn't he promised he wouldn't take my out of he's way grabbing my now torn clothes and sprinting out of the room one thing was certain Alexander Norman had just lost the respect I had for him.