I slowly began to wake up. I knew I wasn’t at my house. I was in a musty basement. I had a gag in my mouth so I wasn’t able to speak. My hands were tied to a hook on the wall. I was sitting on an old mattress.

I started crying I wanted to go home I didn’t know what was going to happen to me. I tried adjusting myself to the side of my body. When I felt a hand on my waist.

Another hand grabbed the other side of my waist.

The hand was touching me. I squirmed trying to get away. “Oh, Skylar, stop moving away from me. If you stop moving it we be easier for both of us,” Walter said stroking my hair. I tried yelling but no words came out just muffled sounds.

I squirmed to try and move away from this. “Skylar you can’t get away from me. You can’t escape your master,” Walter said putting his hands on my bareback.

I hated the words he said. He wasn’t my ‘master’ and I wasn’t his slave. I tried yelling and still, no sound came out of my mouth. Still just muffled sounds.

Walter untied my hands. “Don’t move, if you move you will be punished, and you don’t want to be punished. Do you Skylar?” Walter said ajusting my body so it was propped up against the wall.

He took the gag out of my mouth. I continued crying from both fear and sadness. “Skylar don’t cry, it will ruin your pretty face,” Walter cooed.

I wiped the tears off my face. “What are you going to do to me,” I mumble through my sobs.

Walter smiled at me and put his hands on my legs. “I’m not going to hurt you. I’m not going to do anything to you. You're going to make me happy,” Walter cooed moving his hands to my waist.

I was confused I didn’t know how I was going to make him happy. I didn’t want to make him happy. I wanted to be happy.

“As I said, you are going to make me happy, Skylar. Well, that job is starting soon so be ready,” Walter says before going upstairs.

“Oh, and If you move you will be punished,”

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Walter left and didn’t come back for 20 minutes. I sat on the mattress propped against the wall as if I was a toy that was left on the floor.

When Walter came back down the stairs I was even more scared. I didn’t know how I was going to ‘make him happy’, and how he was dressed didn’t help my fears. I was the same thing he was wearing earlier, but his button-up shirt was unbuttoned and his jeans were unzipped.

I was even more scared knowing how exposed I was. I was in the same thing I was in when I went to bed; no shirt and tight shorts that looked like boxers.

“Good, you listened to me. Well, would you like to begin?” Walter asked before taking off his unbuttoned button-up.

“What are we going to begin?” I asked fearfully.

“You will find out,” Walter said grabbing my face and kissing me.