I didn't go home that night...
.... or the next
I don't know how long I was in that room.....
nor do I know many times I begged for death....
I do know that at some point...there was more than just the two of them
...but I don't know how many
I also knew that in that room I began developed a extreme fear and helplessness when in front of a male....
Or more specificly.....males that are bigger than me...or one yelling and hitting me
I wasn't really all that tall to begin with...to the point that almost everyone towers over me..
.....the pain that assaulted my body during this time was unbearable and I could tell how many times I was pulled in unconsciousness by my own body to try and save my sanity...
...but what I didn't know was that this.....
...this was only the start
the start of something I would never be able to escape from in this lifetime....
one day after whoever was done doing....whatever he wanted with me....
I felt myself get picked up and was carried to the back some kind of vehicle
I sat and tried to listen in as more people piled into the vehicle....
..i felt the car dip and start up before it took off...
.....to where....I don't know....
...only that it wasn't home
after a couple hours i was driven to another location... .
....where the pain started once more
...but this time it was worse.... the pain i felt was easily over ten times more than before....as wherever I was.....it was like they didn't seem to have any plan to keep me alive....
...the things my body experienced.... was to graphic to describe
I prayed countless times for a end to come
....despite their seemingly best efforts....my body just refused to die...
.....even though my mind already did
this went on for an unknown amount of time.....
.....i lost all sense of time and and touch from the pain
.....my surroundings was unknown...just a vast dark void behind the tape covering my eyes...
....my ears couldn't pick up much of anything beyond the cloth and tape over them....just soft.....vague sounds that could not be interpreted or understood by my detached mind.....
...one day....my void prison was disturbed by a splash of extremely cold water....drenching me to core in the process...
... I quickly was brought out of my imagination space ( a special place or releam inside my mind that anything I imagine....I can live and experience it...it was developed by my body to help keep my mind somewhat intact.....i escape there whenever the pain starts up again)
i open my eyes and am blinded by my first taste of light in who knows how long...
....but before i can focus my eyes and look around.....
.....I'm quickly....and violently....forced to focus on my body instead as the the pain from my many wounds, bruises, and broken bones seems to have finally....really caught up with me....and i was assaulted from all sides by it....
once I am able to catch my breath and force the pain to the back of my mind...
I am finally able to open my eyes....and there standing before me is a guy in a pistine white suit and easily over 6 ft 5in
the guy was enormous ...how the fu#@ did he get that big...
he was the one who splashed me...
..... if the bucket in his hand is anything to go by
...I won't lie just looking at him had me scared shitless...
not that anything like that was going to be coming out of there anytime soon
....the guy seeing that I was awake groaned in annoyance.....before telling me to make myself presentable and come downstairs to the living room to discuss what was about to happen to me
after that and not taking another look at me....he turned and left the room I was in...the door closing loudly behind him
taking a look around I saw i was in small but clean room with good quality furniture...I was also completely naked
I could see a even smaller bathroom not far away....
I naturally try to stand up and go over to it...
....but the moment I tried to raise myself off the floor.....the pain quickly jumps to the forefront of my mind again with a vengeance....
it was practically screaming at me.....saying any movement would come at a steep price.....
...but with my already fragile state of mind....and the the big guy waiting downstairs...I quickly try to gather my strength...and courage.....to try to stand again...
.....yea .... wasn't happening...
my body was yelling....shouting at me not to move...
....but at the thought of that....guy coming back and yelling at me and my heart began to race...
....and as it turned out.....that helped flood my system with adrenaline....which help me to crawl to the bathroom...
It wasn't far but it still took my almost 20 mins just to craw 10 feet
....once inside....as I was still on the floor I couldn't see myself in the vanity mirror.....
....but no doubt that was probably a blessing as i know I look like sh#t and I really didn't want to look...
crawling into the shower took another 10 mins
by this time I knew I can't afford to keep that guy waiting so turning the water on I tried to take a quick shower...
...only for the water to sting the ever living sh#t out of me
..... I honestly backed out for a second....before the same pain brought me back....
covering my mouth with my hand I released the most agonizing scream I could manage.....without it traveling out if this small room.....
when the pain lessened...and I could focus again.....
I notice nothing but red water flowing from me to the drain...
.....red water, some clumps of some beige looking crust...and some of my hair
when the water stopped flowing red I grabbed the only thing that can be considered soap in there which was just a used brandless bar
after a very careful and relatively quick shower(i had no wash rag so I just used my hands and honestly i didnt think i could have handled having a rag drag across my body at that moment) I crawl back out only to realize that I have no towels or cloths to change into inside the bathroom
my old cloths had long been discarded
crawling back out of the bathroom I see on a small bed in the corner I see a pair of small.... teen cloths
...but it was on the far side and I would have to crawl over to it.....
griting my teeth i crawled my way over...and this time I lost track of how long it took me to get to the bed....
I do know that by the time I reached it and was catching my breath with my head resting on it....
..... the door to the room as suddenly thrown open....and a very angry and tall gorilla was yelling at me while he made his way towards me....
seeing him approach me made my then claming heart instantly race with fear and helplessness as thought of what he was surely about to do do me entered my mind....
I shut my eyes tightly and waited...
.....but the guy never hit me and just stood over me....
he wasn't making any noise now the staring at me...
I could feel it but didn't dare look up at him
he than asked a single question in a deep slightly angry voice " why are you not dressed yet "
fear had me studdering ...trying to get out my mouth that I only just got out the shower and was about to get dressed to come down....
he just looked at me than told me to " get drssed "
not daring to disobey him....i hurriedly try to put on the shirt..
....but as soon as I try to lift my arms up..... the excruciating pain assaults me again
I couldny do nothing but crying as I try...and fail to lift my arms
....the guy just watched on for a minute..
...before he took the shirt from me
he looked at me with confusion on his face as he really assessed me now that I was relatively clean
I guess he just ignored some of the stuff on my body before....
.....but looking now.....he sees what the blood, dirt, and dried cum stains was covering up
while I did see shock on his face.....what I didn't see was much concern
like a buyers expession when he was promised a used but decent car.....
....only to get down the road and it almost completely falls apart at a red light....
....looking at his suit however..... it seems he could just always buy another.....so what was concered about
after a beat he simply rained my arms himself to dress me himself
the pain was excruciating....but he eventually got it on me...
next was the shorts and when he seen the I couldn't get up myself also.....he just picked me up....
It would have been comical if someone else have seen this scene...
.....a small wounded boy.....being lifted by a giant in a pristine white suit with just one hand.....
.....but it wasn't funny it hurt like hell
when he was done he carried me over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes
when we got downstairs he sat in front of me on a very plushy recliner while i sat in on a longer couch
looking around now that I was downstairs I can guess that where I just came from was the attic
down here.....although I seen a little bit of it in the the last room...
...this room was big...and have every electronic at the time...
....while also having a huge flat-screen TV....
you could practically taste the wealth
looking back at him.....he was staring at me..... before he began to speak
he told me that he had bought me on the dark webb.....and that he was promised a decent femboy that suited his taste....
i was confused on the term " femboy " but didn't ask.....instead I asked if I could go home
he just looked at me before saying that that....was impossible
I felt like my mind finally fracture
I couldn't go home....
I could never see my mother or my sister's again....
tears welled up in my eyes.....but I just looked back at him...
....at this time no sound came from me.....just silent endless tear streaming down me face....
he didn't say anything for a moment....I guess to let that sink in for me....
before he told he what was going to happen to me now....
I wasn't given his real name...just told to call him " master "....and that if I failed to do so....I would be punished.....
....if I failed to follow any of his order...I would be punished...
....if for whatever reason I failed to please him... or if he has any dissatisfaction....I would be punished...
hearing him say all that left me deeply confused and afraid....as my from my past experience....i really didn't like pain...
..but from what he was saying.....
....I basically belonged him....and that he would do whatever he wanted with me from mow on....
after he finish speaking he reached onto the glass table that separates us and picked up the object that was on it....
at first I didn't know what it was.....
until he locked in tightly around my throat with a resounding click.....and locked with a keyhole in the back....
...i staring up at him in horror and terror as he told me that from now on unless.....accompanied by him.....the collar would shock me with enough volts to leave me on the floor if I ever tried to leave the room I awoke in...
as he said this he pull out a remote from one of his pochets and pointed it at me...
....he than proceded to have me tested it out...to give me a taste of what he was talking about...
when I come to...I was on the floor and he was back in his seat....watching the news....
...on the news I saw a story being reported that immediately shook me out my shocked state....
there...on the tv....the lady news reporter was covering a story of a missing boy....
.....whose battered and abused family was waiting for him....
...that anyone with information was to please come for forward...
after that I see that " guy " mugshot pop up on screen....and all his past crimes
....hearing some of them made my blood run cold and I instinctively shiver
....did he really set someone on fire.....and what's necrophilia....with minors
...honestly I have no clue what most of his charges mean.....only that there was a lot.... and apparently the D.A. was seeking the death penalty...
looking over seeing me awake....the guy...." master ".... turned off the t.v. and told me not to concern myself with those matters.....as that was my past life....and that was over....
...what I should concern myself with was how I was to please him...
... as i was now.....he told me i was not in any condition to serve him properly....but because he can see trances of his "perfect femboy" he will heal and cultivate me....
not really understanding some of his terms....I did catch that he would heal me.....
....and that matters lot to me right now as I reallllyyyyy don't like pain....
he said that while going to a regular hospital is out of the question.....he did have a friend in the medical field who has similar taste as him.....and that as soon as he see's me and my potential...
we would want to cultivate me as well....
still not understand I simply nodded my head wanting nothing more than pain relief
once he was done talking to me he picked me up and brought me back to the room upstairs.....
....my room now I guess..
....he also reminded me about the collar....
" don't try to do anything stupid during your time here.....while I can be nice to my flowers.....if they disobey me or keep trying to escape....(sigh)..... it's always tiring to find another flower... they need to be cultivated.....and the process itself is a hassle...no if you make me waste resources on you for nothing....you won't like how you finally leave this house "
and with that a closed the door...
I watched as he closed the door....the lock clicking loud in the small space....
...I couldn't help reflect just how i got to this point....
.....how everything went to major shit....because of just one person.....
.....and now. .....
.....now I have no one....
just myself.....
.....and the constant ever present pain ....
...inside of a dark small room and with my even darkening thought's....