I watch as the door of this dark cage flow ajar. Before I delude myself that it's Joy who has slinked in to check on me, the familiar ominous compelling scent of the monster fills the room, conjuring the familiar adrenaline rush in me. Panic spews in me, and I curl myself up under the sheets, stymieing any contact with my face so as not to irritate the bruises.
These abrasions that the monster has inflicted on me, and he is getting a kick out of giving me all these tortures for the reasons that I don't know. How I got here a week ago without a single memory from my past still remains a puzzle that I have no way of cracking."Get up!" His icy tone echoes, adding more terror to the aura I am gasping, my heart pounding with fear induced by his composure.Without wasting even a second of his time, I jerk myself up and sit at the corner of the bed. His demeaning demeanor and the terror he is percolating don't allow me to look up at him. I keep my head hunched down, like a scared slave before her ruthless master. My exact situation.He flings a small satchel on the bed, and embarks on slow terrifying strides towards me. He towers before me in a minute, pulling my head up by the hair and urging me to look at him. I swallow hard, hoping that this doesn't get physical again. I am all bruised on the face, my skin will peel off if he decides to hurt me again.Tears start streaming down at the fear of him. I close my eyes."Please, don't!" I faintly plead."Really, now? And you have the balls to remain seated while I am standing before you?" He hoarses, making me spring to my feet in a split second."Sorry! I am sorry, master!" I apologize, hoping that it's not too late.He lets go of my hair, and delineates my sore spots with his fingers, his touch leaving sparkles of fear and pain on my skin."You enjoy getting hurt, don't you? You still want to play tough?" He asks.I flinch with pain, a groan of agony escaping my lips as he cages my cheeks between his strong hand, adding more pain to the unbearable one that I am concealing."No, master!" I whimper, peeling my eyes to meet his scary grey ones - these pools of his which serve as the portrayal of his animosity.They speak nothing but evil!"Get the satchel!" He orders, jerking his hand from me.I breath out a sigh of relief, drying the tears from my eyes as I lunge for the small satchel from the bed where he threw it earlier."I am not going to ask you what you have decided, you cheap slave! But still, I will give you one last chance to choose how you want to live here. The outfit you choose will state what you have decided. You have at most a minute!" His voice is as flat as it can ever get, and cold as always.I open the satchel, and pull the first piece of fabric that my hand lands on, still contemplating on what I want.The choices are simple. I either be his special sex toy, or he feeds me off to his sex beasts in this brothel. I know what you think. That I am stupid to have harbored all this pain when I had a choice to avoid it all. By being his special sex toy, which means that I will be exclusively his. No fucking dog in the club will dare even think of touching me. But the resentment I feel for this evil monster has clogged my mind, dissuading me from even making a simple choice like this.He is the root cause of all my miseries, though I can't prove it. He claims to have saved me from that accident, cloaking himself as my savior, but my heart tells me otherwise. Unfortunately, my mind chose to abandon me at the worst moment, hence I have no evidence against him, and I have to be stuck in this cursed hell for I don't know how long. He has made it clear that there is no way out of this place unless you are dead, and my friend, Joy, has affirmed that to me every chance she gets.I sprawl the red bikini on the bed, tensing at what it signifies. If I choose this, I will be like the rest of the girls, entertaining and pleasuring the beasts to their contentment, and I will have this monster, AJay, their vicious heartless boss, off my back. He won't bother me again, just like he doesn't care about the rest of the girls. I can then work on recovering my memory in peace.I pull the other attire, and sprawl it on the bed too. A blue gown, well designed for a queen. This will give me an emblem of his special girl, and I wouldn't have to reek of dirt of the sperms from uncountable men drilling me all of my stay here. But I will be leaking of this disgusting monster's pheromones instead. I can't stand his presence, even his name alone. How can I bear his scent on me? And my morals? Well, it's not like I have control of their intact anymore, but losing myself to this beast? It's absurdly disgusting and suffocating even by the mere thought of it.My thinking is cut short by him grabbing my neck, and turning me around to face him as he fumes with anger."I don't have all day, you whore! And nobody, much less a pathetic cheap whore like you keeps me waiting. Speak! Me or my beasts?" He roars with so much fury and impatient, almost deafening me with his rich outbursts."I... I..." I can't speak.He is strangling me, choking my lungs out as I struggle for air.He mercilessly throws me on the bed after noticing my struggles to breathe, and I gasp for air and battle to steady my breathing, my hands nuzzling my neck, soothing the pain of his grip."I am fucking done with you, Ella! Let's see how long you'll will last in those dom rooms. You have exhausted all your chances, so don't come crying to me after!" He warns, and starts strolling out, his long heavy strides echoing with such fear that jerks me up from this bed."Wait, Ajay!" I howl his name, running before him.Sometimes, being bold isn't just about standing your ground, but choosing what's best at the moment, especially when you don't have a choice. And this me - desperate, and without a choice. I need to survive in this evil place."I choose you!" I respond, without blinking, and without a second thought, but his next words wreck my hopes into the tiniest pieces."You wasted all your chances. You chose what's to come for yourself!"What? No. No. No.He attempts to walk away, but I fall to his feet, hugging his knees tight as tears sprinkle."Please! Please! I will do anything you want just, please, don't throw me to those beasts!" I cry, sitting on my legs and peeking up at his blurry tall frame through the sheer of tears in my eyes.I thought he would nudge me aside and stomp out, but contrary, he leans his tall figure down, and grips me with one hand by the color, pulling me to my feet."Good! Now I hope you know the weight of your words!" He states.I nod my head fast, avoiding blowing this last chance."I want to see you sprawled on the bed in the next two seconds - Naked!"I almost leap at his words, but I realize I have no time to waste, and that I have no choice. I have to bear this disgrace and torture to avoid more torture and humiliation. I have to sacrifice my dignity to this monster that I loathe with every inch of me.I stand before the mirror after dressing up, the blue gown making a good mockery of my situation. I feel so dirty even in this elegant attire. It's been hours since that monster vented all his sexual anger on me. I feel so disgusting. I feel so dirty. If only the long hour I have spent in the shower was enough to scour his scent off me, if only I can stop feeling nauseous remembering his kisses, just, if only. But even after the long shower, I feel as disgusting as I was when he left me dripping with cums hours ago. His touches are still irritating skin.The make-up artist that he sent to me to hide the imprints of his animosity on my face did a commendable, but the emotional pain is so dominant. It can't be masked. Nothing can heal or conceal this emotional torture. The sound of the door opening startles me. I dry my tears not minding the mascara and other make-up. I turn around, and gladly this time, it's not my nightmare, but the only friend I have had so far for that one week tha
I hug Ajay's arm tight, and he possessively encompasses my waist as if he owns any right to it. Ooh, I forgot. I am his property now. His toy - his sex toy and I know better than to resist his disgusting grip. Him being this close to me enhances more to the suffocating scent of the pheromones he smudged on me earlier. If he was a wolf, I would be having a deep unbearable wound on my neck denoting how he savagely marked me. Walking in through the foyer of what is termed as ”the entertainment room”, my mind drifts away from my sad tale to the heart-wrecking scenery of poor girls twerking their naked arses on the dance floor. It's their job - not out of their own will, but a job they are forced into. The sight makes my heart bleed with the thirst for justice, and the pitiful howls from my heart escalate when I see men walking to the stage and drenching the girls with alcohol, touching them so sinfully.I slam my ass on the seat at the reserved space for the Don and I - his special toy.
"Forgive my manners, Don." The stranger lets out, stretching his hand towards Ajay for a handshake."Deep Rey Donalds, owner of DRD airport. Nice meeting you." The heart-stirring fascinating preamble of the stranger got me splendidly dumbstruck, but not more than this devil beside me. He doesn't even care to shake Deep's hand, and the homicidal stare he is giving him speaks nothing but range.I smell some danger here. Do they know each other?I drag my gaze at this stranger again. His name is Deep, right? Just like his bottomless orbs and breathtaking allure. He is everything the name itself depicts, but that aside. The owner of an airport, and with all this glamour and pedigree he exudes, what on hell is he doing here of all the places on earth? Don't tell me he is one of Ajay's dogs or business partner? That would be such.a.dusgust and shame!"I get where you are coming from, Don. My apologies for what happened." Deep says, saving me from drowning into more anxieties as he withdraws
I slink to the floor, still hugging the torn helms of the upper parts of my dress, sucking back the tears and the pain from my soiled sore face. It's scorching terribly, and I can't even attempt to dry the tears as that will amount to more irritation.No sound is heard in the entire hall except for the passive peace-wrecking clicks of Ajay's strides towards me. Everyone is perched on their seats, and the menacing screaming lull makes me wonder if they are even breathing.After a long moment according to my apprehensive self, Ajay's imprints halt before me. My head is hunched down, and all I can see are his feet. I am frightened to death, not so much for myself but for this moron who awoke this monster's demons. I know I said I won't be credible for what Ajay will do to him, but it was fury speaking for me at that time. Still mulling over what sort of cruel fate awaits the man, I feel something cloak around my shoulders. I look up, and meet the face of Ajay so close to mine. His ice-b
"Help! Help! Ella!"The wails of a woman echo in my ears with a bang, making me twirl in the direction of her voice. The images are so vague that I can't make out anything except the voice. "Ella! Please, help!"The voice echoes again, but this time, it goes silent at once, as if it has been cut. I start wandering in the vagueness to the aid of the poor sobbing lady. I don't know where we are. I don't know who she is. I don't know what I need to rescue her from, but I know she is in kind of danger due to her sobs, and she is calling for my help.I don't know if she can see me or not, and since I can't see her, I follow the direction of her voice, taking slow strides, but about three or four steps..."Run, Ella! Run!!!A different voice from somewhere behind me halts my steps, making me almost leap with tension. That, bulky tone belongs to a male. It's labored, like he is also in danger. I spin a half degree, ricocheting my eyes in the vagueness, but to more dismay, I don't see anythi
"You know what? I at some point felt like you were counterfeiting this memory loss shit. But seeing you banging your brains like this and miserably languishing in pertaining anything clears my doubts." Ajay speaks, lowering his gun from my face and flinging it on the bed.My eyes scrutinize it, analyzing it for a while. How satisfying would it feel to just grab it and put a bullet through this monster's skull? Not just one fucking bullet because that won't be plausible for every single soul he has murdered, but myriad bullets. "You'll be dead by the time you reach that gun." As if reading my mind, his voice snaps me from my wild thoughts.I drag my gaze lazily at him, smirking at this devil for the first time, something that amazes him."Sure about that, Don?" I see his adam's apple move up and down as if swallowing something, his eyes glowing with anger. The devil despises to be challenged. "You just confessed that you can't bring yourself to kill me a minute ago." I mock him, stirr
"I fucking abhor people wasting my precious time, Ella! Be quick and watch what you say if you know what is good for you." Ajay speaks after I take an eternity to respond.Of course, I know what is best for myself - to learn and embrace the means of survival in this cursed place. That's my goal from now on. To survive, and thwart landing myself in any form of trouble. I may be right or wrong, but I have a sense that the sentiment of me getting my memory back is baffling him. It's stroking his arse to the core, and not in a good way. Why that is, I will unearth sooner or later.All the same, I need to give an answer before he discharges his temper and pours all his unwarranted wrath on me. "I will ask you one more fucking time." He fumes before I can speak, scaring the hell out of me. "What the fuck was your dream all about? Did you hear or see...anything in that dream?"My! His arse is really itching to know about my dream, huh! I was right. He is apprehensive and curious about my m
As I fondle with the gun, trying to wrap my finger around Ajay's actions and his involvement in my mysteries, my thoughts are cut short by a slight knock on the door. Figuring out that that couldn't be the monster, as he normally doesn't knock, I tuck the gun under the duvet and stroll to the door. Opening it, a female doctor stands before me, my wound being the first thing her eyes captures. Well, no eyes would miss that, unless you are blind.I throw a glance at the goon behind her, and he disappears from my sight."Doctor Tasha! I'm here to treat your wound." She doctor introduces herself."Sure. Come in." I respond, holding the door ajar for her as she strolls in.I shut the door, and stride behind her and recline on the bed, my feet touching the floor as she prepares her stuff.This sure feels special. Ajay getting a doctor for me. I don't know if I should be happy about it or not. "We have to disinfect the wound, miss. This will hurt." She says, bringing up a huge cotton soak