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Beat me black and blue
Emily was sold into slavery at the age of four. Her Master though soon gets bored of her and sells her off. But to whom? Gerard Way was taking a break from the tour bus to go get a dog for his ...
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Sold! To the little lady in the red hat!
Michelle tried uselessly once more to open the locked door, screaming and pounding away at it.
“Let me out! I want to go home!”
“There is no home, this is your home. And he is your master, so obey him.” I muttered loud enough to be heard from the far corner I was curled up in.
The other two people in the room, Dominic and Ashley, looked up at me surprised to hear me respond to the new girl. Usually I only spoke if someone was in the way of something that I wanted, or if they messed with Master. But other than that I was quiet and hardly ever in the way. That's what Master liked.
“I want to go home!” Michelle shouted once again looking at me with her red and wet eyes. I did not find them threatening nor sad.
“There is no home.” I repeated slowly and a bit angrily. “Be lucky that the likes of you can ever be near let alone touch master. You are filth. All of you are dirty, rotten, filth, just waiting to be tossed in the trash. You should be sent back to the trainers!”
“What do you think he wants with you?” Ashley spat eyes locked on me and practically leaking out venom. “You haven't even developed anything! Hell you are just a fucking kid!”
“It's that I'm undeveloped that he would want to keep me. So as I grow older I can please him better. You will just get old!”
“Like he would want to wait ten more years for that! You see these?” She pointed to her full chest and moved them around. “This is what he wants!”
“You are as flat as a board...” Dominic added in and I threw one of the many foul objects that lay on the floor at him.
“What do you think he wants to do with a cum-whore like you!” I snarled looking for another object to throw at him.
“Because I'm tighter than you! You are so fucking useless!” He threw the thing back at me and I was about to attack him when he door opened.
“Michelle, come here.” One of the men who kept watch on us asked and without hesitation the girl followed. “Here's the virgin sir.” The man said and closed the door before we could here another word.
The room we were trapped in was dark and had one boarded up window. No lights were to be found and no sink, toilet, or anything for that matter was found. Just a room, a cold, dark, damp, room. Perfect for keeping slaves like us in.
The door opened once more but instead of the guard coming in, my Master did and I smiled. He looked at each of us then stopped at me.
“Twelve, come here.” He found names pointless so he addressed us by numbers. I was twelve, Dominic was thirteen, Ashley was Seventeen, and Michelle was twenty one.
I got up and shot a smug look at Dominic and Ashley before a hand wrapped around my small waist and pulled me out of the room.
“How are you feeling today Twelve?” The Master leading me down the dim hallways, all windows were boarded. If any cars drove by people would simply mistake it for an old abandoned home. But it wasn't a home for me, or three other slaves.
“Fine Master, never better M aster.” I replied almost instantly.
“Good.” He cooed stopped and wrapping his arms around me. He looked me in the eyes and I stared back into his, he was so close. I loved it. “You know I get so worried about you, you get sick so easily.” He pushed his lips against mine and I felt my body tingle with warmth and delight.
“Master.” I moaned and he pulled away smiling taking me into the living room.
I felt safe and warm with his arm around me, loving his embrace and him in general. I was raised by him practically, he has been my master for five years and I never wanted to leave. But I could not control my destiny, slaves had no say.
“But you know I don't like worrying about my pets. So Twelve I want you to meet your replacement, Thirty.” He motioned to a girl who sat on the couch smiling.
She was perfect. Long blonde hair, deep, sexy blue eyes, bulging chest. Skinny body. Everything I was not.
“M-Master I-I don't understand. You said you loved me, you promised! Master I-”
“You are too young!” He shouted making me cower slightly. “You have nothing for me to work with, you are sloppy, and you get sick so easily. I can't deal with it. You can't please a man let alone a woman with this body!”
“Master please, I'm sorry I'll get better. I'll be better! Please just let me-” He slapped me hard across the face knocking my small weak body to the floor.
“No!” He scolded making me whimper like a dog. He sighed when my eyes filled with tears. “Danny.” He groaned calling his butler over (by butler I mean guard). “Get her to the car do whatever you want to her until I get there.” He ordered and sure enough I was dragged out to the car and thrown inside. At first though, the older male did nothing but soon enough he grew needy and removed his pants and grabbed me.
“No!” I shouted pushing away from the foul man, he wasn't Master. “No please!” I begged but that did not stop the man from pushing into me and making me let out a cry. Abuse.
“Shut up you useless whore. No one is going to buy you, you are as good as gone.” He thrusted into me and I cried trying to pushed him away. Rape.
“It hurts! Stop it please!” Tears began to flow as he ignored my words and pounded away until someone cleared their throats and he stopped leaving himself inside of me.
“Sorry...” The man pulled out of me and put his pants back on. My Master pushed me aside and sat down closing the door. Danny got in the drivers seat and began driving to my unknown destination.
I whimpered and cuddled up to my Master but he pushed me away causing me to let out a yelp when my head bashed against the door.
“Shut the fuck up and stay right there!” He commanded and I obeyed. This couldn't be happening, he loved me. I loved him!
I needed him! I thrive on his beatings and raping. They were how I survived, they were all I needed. I didn't know how else to life. He was with me since day one, I fear the other Masters. They wouldn't be as forgiving as him.
Not even ten minuets later I was being pushed out a a car and into a dark building. I was pulled down a flight of stairs and through a door that lead to a dimly lite stage. I looked away seeing people on the audience looking over the shaking male on stage. My eyes soon adjusted to the darkness and my heart began to race.
I looked up at my master, his bald head, fat body, dark eyes. I loved it all. Why would he want me to be in this place?
“Sold! To the little lady in the red hat!”
I didn't belong in an slave auction house.
Michelle tried uselessly once more to open the locked door, screaming and pounding away at it.
“Let me out! I want to go home!”
“There is no home, this is your home. And he is your master, so obey him.” I muttered loud enough to be heard from the far corner I was curled up in.
The other two people in the room, Dominic and Ashley, looked up at me surprised to hear me respond to the new girl. Usually I only spoke if someone was in the way of something that I wanted, or if they messed with Master. But other than that I was quiet and hardly ever in the way. That's what Master liked.
“I want to go home!” Michelle shouted once again looking at me with her red and wet eyes. I did not find them threatening nor sad.
“There is no home.” I repeated slowly and a bit angrily. “Be lucky that the likes of you can ever be near let alone touch master. You are filth. All of you are dirty, rotten, filth, just waiting to be tossed in the trash. You should be sent back to the trainers!”
“What do you think he wants with you?” Ashley spat eyes locked on me and practically leaking out venom. “You haven't even developed anything! Hell you are just a fucking kid!”
“It's that I'm undeveloped that he would want to keep me. So as I grow older I can please him better. You will just get old!”
“Like he would want to wait ten more years for that! You see these?” She pointed to her full chest and moved them around. “This is what he wants!”
“You are as flat as a board...” Dominic added in and I threw one of the many foul objects that lay on the floor at him.
“What do you think he wants to do with a cum-whore like you!” I snarled looking for another object to throw at him.
“Because I'm tighter than you! You are so fucking useless!” He threw the thing back at me and I was about to attack him when he door opened.
“Michelle, come here.” One of the men who kept watch on us asked and without hesitation the girl followed. “Here's the virgin sir.” The man said and closed the door before we could here another word.
The room we were trapped in was dark and had one boarded up window. No lights were to be found and no sink, toilet, or anything for that matter was found. Just a room, a cold, dark, damp, room. Perfect for keeping slaves like us in.
The door opened once more but instead of the guard coming in, my Master did and I smiled. He looked at each of us then stopped at me.
“Twelve, come here.” He found names pointless so he addressed us by numbers. I was twelve, Dominic was thirteen, Ashley was Seventeen, and Michelle was twenty one.
I got up and shot a smug look at Dominic and Ashley before a hand wrapped around my small waist and pulled me out of the room.
“How are you feeling today Twelve?” The Master leading me down the dim hallways, all windows were boarded. If any cars drove by people would simply mistake it for an old abandoned home. But it wasn't a home for me, or three other slaves.
“Fine Master, never better M aster.” I replied almost instantly.
“Good.” He cooed stopped and wrapping his arms around me. He looked me in the eyes and I stared back into his, he was so close. I loved it. “You know I get so worried about you, you get sick so easily.” He pushed his lips against mine and I felt my body tingle with warmth and delight.
“Master.” I moaned and he pulled away smiling taking me into the living room.
I felt safe and warm with his arm around me, loving his embrace and him in general. I was raised by him practically, he has been my master for five years and I never wanted to leave. But I could not control my destiny, slaves had no say.
“But you know I don't like worrying about my pets. So Twelve I want you to meet your replacement, Thirty.” He motioned to a girl who sat on the couch smiling.
She was perfect. Long blonde hair, deep, sexy blue eyes, bulging chest. Skinny body. Everything I was not.
“M-Master I-I don't understand. You said you loved me, you promised! Master I-”
“You are too young!” He shouted making me cower slightly. “You have nothing for me to work with, you are sloppy, and you get sick so easily. I can't deal with it. You can't please a man let alone a woman with this body!”
“Master please, I'm sorry I'll get better. I'll be better! Please just let me-” He slapped me hard across the face knocking my small weak body to the floor.
“No!” He scolded making me whimper like a dog. He sighed when my eyes filled with tears. “Danny.” He groaned calling his butler over (by butler I mean guard). “Get her to the car do whatever you want to her until I get there.” He ordered and sure enough I was dragged out to the car and thrown inside. At first though, the older male did nothing but soon enough he grew needy and removed his pants and grabbed me.
“No!” I shouted pushing away from the foul man, he wasn't Master. “No please!” I begged but that did not stop the man from pushing into me and making me let out a cry. Abuse.
“Shut up you useless whore. No one is going to buy you, you are as good as gone.” He thrusted into me and I cried trying to pushed him away. Rape.
“It hurts! Stop it please!” Tears began to flow as he ignored my words and pounded away until someone cleared their throats and he stopped leaving himself inside of me.
“Sorry...” The man pulled out of me and put his pants back on. My Master pushed me aside and sat down closing the door. Danny got in the drivers seat and began driving to my unknown destination.
I whimpered and cuddled up to my Master but he pushed me away causing me to let out a yelp when my head bashed against the door.
“Shut the fuck up and stay right there!” He commanded and I obeyed. This couldn't be happening, he loved me. I loved him!
I needed him! I thrive on his beatings and raping. They were how I survived, they were all I needed. I didn't know how else to life. He was with me since day one, I fear the other Masters. They wouldn't be as forgiving as him.
Not even ten minuets later I was being pushed out a a car and into a dark building. I was pulled down a flight of stairs and through a door that lead to a dimly lite stage. I looked away seeing people on the audience looking over the shaking male on stage. My eyes soon adjusted to the darkness and my heart began to race.
I looked up at my master, his bald head, fat body, dark eyes. I loved it all. Why would he want me to be in this place?
“Sold! To the little lady in the red hat!”
I didn't belong in an slave auction house.
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