She awoke slowly, head filled with fuzziness and blearily looked around. Nothing on the walls, no windows, and a solitary light hanging overhead. The only door to the small room was closed, and did not have a handle. A small screen was embedded in the wall, similar to the one she saw at the front door. The floor was bare and looked like concrete. No signs of elegance here. The only piece of furniture, if you could call it that, was a large cabinet in a corner. She was laying down on some sort of pad just large enough for her little frame. And she was completely naked.
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He glanced at his wrist watch and knew she would be waking up about now. He made his way to the outer door and locked it tight behind him with a thumbprint on the screen next to the entryway. As he casually walked along the short hallway to her new living space, he heard her hammering on the door. He stood outside for a moment, listening to her frantic efforts to escape. “She’s going to be a handful, isn’t she?” he mused to himself. Slowly, he opened the door, grabbing her as she made her predictable dash out the door.
“What the FUCK?!” she screamed as he slowly entered the room, pushing her back with ease. He shoved her to the floor, pushing her down onto the pad in the middle of the room. “I am sure you have many questions, but I must make a few things clear.” She slowly tried to get up again, and he shoved her back down. “You will notice your strength has not yet returned. This is intentional. I did not want you to get too playful while I introduce you to your new life.” She looked up at his face, and realization dawned on her. “You! You drove me here! You gave me that tea! What the fuck was in that?! Did you drug me? Let me OUT!”
Her protests were met with a swift slap across the face, and a bright red mark soon blossomed on her cheek. “Silence, little cunt. You need to listen now.” She stared up in anger at him, but remained silent for fear of being struck again. “As I was saying, there are a few concepts you need to grasp. Firstly, there is no escape. You are here to stay. Any attempts at escaping will be punished severely. Secondly, you belong to me now. You are my property. You may become my prized posession, or you could amount to worthless trash that will need to be discarded. In essence, I own you. Incidentally, I could not help but notice the slight modification to your nipples. I am glad that you are pierced, but barbells do not suit you. We will have to change those out eventually.”
She quickly covered her breasts with her arms, ashamed that he knew about her most intimate piercings. Tears began forming in her eyes as she shouted “No! You can’t do this! This is crazy! Let me out let me out let me-” another sharp smack to her other cheek sent her sprawling. “Disobey and be punished. You will learn that soon enough. If you are a good little cunt, you will be rewarded. So far, your track record is not looking good. You will need to make up for your actions later.” She got to a sitting position on the pad and huddled up, covering her naked form as best she could. She stared at him, angry tears flowing freely now. “I’m not doing a fucking thing for you, freak! You can’t control me! I’ll escape and get the police here and arrest your sorry ass!”
He moved fast, almost too fast for her to see him. Before she knew it she was forced on her back, one of his hands around her throat and the other pinning her wrists above her head. She tried to kick at him but he put his knees on her legs. Then he started to squeeze. “Now now little whore, none of that nonsense. You are never going to escape. You are my play thing, my object to do with as I please. I will torture you, I will pleasure you, and I will fuck you.” At this last sentence her eyes flared open in surprise despite her inability to breathe. “Yes, little cunt, I am going to fuck you. All your holes belong to me, and they will all be put to use.” He stopped squeezing and she took in a breath of air, coughing weakly.
“Now then,” he said as he stood up, “your first act of submission will be to put on your only piece of attire.” He walked over to the cabinet and pressed his thumb against a screen she did not see before. The door opened with a faint click, and he pulled out a silver ring, flourishing it for her before closing the cabinet again. “This is your collar. Once you put it on, you can eat.” He set it on the floor between her legs and walked to the exit. “And if I don’t?” she managed, exhausted but still defiant. “I do not see that as a possibility. You will submit to me. See you soon, my little fuck toy.” He pressed his thumb against the screen and the door popped open. She used all her remaining strength and jumped to her feet, dashing for the door. By the time she made it halfway across the room he was already closing it, sealing her inside. I wonder how long she will last, he thought to himself as he walked to the outer door. No matter, she will do as she is told soon enough. I have all the time in the world. Her pounding at the door and muffled screams caused another smirk from him as he closed the outer door.
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Her hands hurt from hitting the door, and were raw with the effort. At least her strength had come back. The cabinet proved to be unopenable, though she tried several times with as much force as she could muster. The pad seemed to be attached to the floor somehow, so she couldn’t even change where she slept. Prying it up proved impossible as well. After some time trying to find anything she could to escape or use as a weapon, she took to taking in every crevice of her surroundings. Screens by the door and cabinet, can’t break the glass to get a shard. Her knuckles hurt from those attempts, and she cursed herself when using the collar to break the glass came to her later. Even that proved useless.. No windows, one light that she can’t reach. Nothing loose around the room at all except the stupid collar, and she had thrown that into the corner.
Only after several hours of looking around did she notice the cameras embedded into the corners of the ceiling. They were hard to see, but if she positioned herself just right she could catch a glint of reflection off the lenses. She tossed the collar at each of them, but it just rebounded off without a scratch. “Do you like watching me you sick fuck?! Let me OUT OF HERE!!!” She screamed and shouted and stomped around until she had spent all her energy. Frustrated with an utter lack of response to her outrage, she laid down on the pad and eventually drifted off to sleep.
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“Well, you are certainly a tenacious one. Hunger and thirst will soon break you, though.” He watched with amusement at her protestations and futile attempts to change her surroundings. Even when she was outraged she was beautiful. Her tits jiggled seductively when she walked, her ass swaying from side to side hypnotically. Yes, he definitely chose the right girl. He sat for a long while, contemplating all the devious acts he would soon have in store for her. “I wonder, what she will think of her new name?” he asked to himself as he made his way for bed. “Not as if it matters.” As he drifted off to sleep, he couldn’t help but smile at her reaction to what he had in store.
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