I could feel the vibration in my lower body, I tried moving cause of the odd sensation in my body from this object that was touching me. The other thing that was terrible about this situation, other than the soft sound of vibrating, the room was silent.

I wanted to stop doing this. I didn’t like the vibrating, it was a strange tingling feeling going through my lower body that wouldn’t go away. “M-Master, c-can you turn it off?” I asked in a mumbling tone.

“But Skylar, do you feel yourself? You like it I know you do I can see it,” Walter said rubbing my thighs.

I didn’t notice what he was talking about at first. Then that's when it hit me. “Make it stop Master, make it stop,” I say wiggling trying to break free from the ropes.

Silently the vibration stops and my legs get set free. He unties my eyes, but his eyes are cold and cruel looking. “You are a very bad boy, Skylar. You must now be punished,” Walter said untying my hands and pulling me to the corner were the whip was located.

He tied me back up against the wall. “Oh you sweet thing, all tied up and scared. You know why I brought you here?” Walter asked stroking his fingers down my back.

I shake my head, “No, why did you bring me here?”

“Beacsue I was just like you, I was that scared little boy who got tied up and betrayed. I was the one that was taken and raped. I was exactly like you a thin, 16-year-old boy, who lost his mother. So once I was set free I wasn’t depressed, I wanted to inflict the same pain that I spent 4 years of my life suffering through onto another person who fit what I wanted. Then I found you the exact thing I wanted, a perfect match. Now look at you, a scared boy who is at my will and will obey me no matter what the cost,” Walter said striking my back with the whip.

Now I knew exactly what I was. I was revenge for a broken childhood. I am an experiment for his sick twisted games. I was that broken boy that he was when he was a child. He was my master and I am his doll.

“Skylar… Skylar… Skylar..” Walter said as if he were thinking about my name.

I didn’t want to hear that name anymore. The name my parents gave me at birth. The name of the broken sex doll. He whipped me a few more times, then continued talking.

“You know what you are now right, Skylar?” Walter said putting in a few more whips.

“N-no, what am I master?”

“You are Mine, you are my toy, you obey me and if you disobey me you will be harmed,” Walter gave a final few whips.

“Now look at the time, you are going to stay in the basement for the night, because I don’t want a rude, dirty, boy in my bed tonight,” Walter said going upstairs and leaving me tied up against a wall. Little did I know this is what was going to happen to me a lot.