Free Sold (Keeping her in the Dark) by Leslie Sansom

didn’t say a
     
word but his look made me wish he would get this punishment over
     
with. I didn’t know what kind of punishment he had in mind, but it
     
couldn’t be worse than the waiting. My trainers has warned me of
     
violent punishments, sexual punishments, violent sexual
     
punishments. I assumed I had the last one coming.
     
The room was black and cold. I wasn’t sure what time it was,
     
if it was the third day in my new room or the night of the second day,
     
but his voice woke me up.
     
“Are you awake, little one?” he didn’t sound like the usual
     
soothing voice over the intercom. I could tell he was behind me, in
     
the same room. I rolled to face him.
“Yes,” I said nervously. I knew something was coming, maybe
     
this was it. He moved fast. As soon as I said yes, he grabbed my
     
ankles and drug me to him. He quickly unlocked my legs from the
     
shackles and yanked me up by my arms. He pushed me to walk over
     
the mattress on the floor and slammed me face first into the wall. I
     
turned my head so he didn’t smash my nose. He pressed his body
     
behind me, and held my head with one hand.
     
“Please don’t hurt me, sir,” I breathed. He slammed me into
     
the wall again, and yanked my head back by the hair.
     
“Oh, now you don’t want me to hurt you? It’s ok to hurt
     
yourself, but I’m not allowed?” He slammed me in the wall again. I
     
looked back at him, hoping my tears would stop him from hurting
     
me. “You want to look at my face? Well get a good look at me, little
     
one. Look at it!” he screamed. I looked at him, but quickly closed my
     
eyes. He put his mouth right next to my ear, and pressed himself
     
against me. One hand was in my hair, holding my head in place, and
     
the other grabbed my breast.
“Maybe I have been too nice to you, little one. I gave you a
     
nice room, pretty clothes, and fully stocked bathroom. I gave you
     
books, music and movies. And how do you repay me?” He slammed
     
me again to the wall. “You try to kill yourself?” He let go of my hair
     
and moved both hands to my breasts. I was wearing a large t-shirt
     
and his hands were under it against my skin. I could feel him rubbing
     
himself against me, rubbing my breasts, and breathing hard on my
     
neck. “I haven’t taken any liberties with you. I’ve been a complete
     
gentlemen and restrained myself. I didn’t even touch you
     
inappropriately when you were standing naked in my face. Maybe I
     
should show you how it could be, little one. Maybe I should show
     
you how other men would have treated you had they bought you.”
     
He moved his hands over my body and started massaging me
     
through my underwear. “Because I did buy you, maybe its best I
     
remind you of that, right now.” I still didn’t say anything. I was
     
breathing hard. I knew this was coming. He moved his hand under
     
my underwear and into my folds. “Oh, she likes it rough, huh?” he
     
whispered in my ear. “I wouldn’t think a virgin would get this wet so
     
fast.”
“Please don’t do this,” I breathed. He just laughed.
     
“Why? Being nice to you doesn’t seem to work.” He started
     
kissing the back of my neck, and ran his hands over my ass, lifting up
     
my cheeks and pressing himself between them. “Umm, is that what
     
you want? You want me to fuck you back here?” I could feel my
     
heart rate picking up and my breathing increased. He ran his mouth
     
down my back, and slowly pulled down my underwear. He pushed
     
the t-shirt up so his face was level with my behind. I felt his mouth
     
lightly bite both cheeks. He stood up and pulled the shirt over my
     
head and quickly turned me around to face him. He took off his own
     
shirt and forced my hands on his chest. He started at my neck and
     
moved his mouth down, taking in one nipple, then the other, licking
     
my belly button and kissing my hips. He parted my legs and I took