Chapter 1
She stood in the middle of the room, looking at her reflection in the mirror. Her tell tale signs of her past brought tears to her eyes. Deciding against her better judgement she goes into the bathroom and locks the door, sinking to the floor, burying her face in her hands.
"Mayah! I gave you plenty of time to get ready!" yelled her owners guard.
She rushed to her feet and began to back away from the door.
"You have five seconds to open the door. If I come in to get you, I won't be happy." he yelled, turning the handle. "Mayah, Marco doesn't want his guest waiting." The handle jiggles again. "Last warning before I start counting."
"I'm coming out." She said inching towards the door. She unlocked the door and stepped back.
"Get out here." he said through clenched teeth, with his hands balled into fists. He stares at the girl who doesn't move.
"I'm sorry." she says trying to squeeze by him with no luck. He grabs her by her hair and pulled her close.
"You are causing too much trouble again, Mayah... I was hoping you would give me a chance to teach you a lesson" he says menacingly while dragging her towards the bed. "Im going to enjoy this" he says lighting his cigarette, letting go of her.
"Please, I wasn't doing anything! I swear!" Mayah pleaded knowing what's coming for her, she runs towards the door.
He stalked towards her with his cigarette between his fingers. "Don't make me chase you, or it will be worse." he said in a low icy tone. He takes a drag of the cigarette, undressing her with his eyes. "You're lucky your off limits" he said licking his lips, "but this will do." He lunged at her, grabbing her wrist and dragged her back to the bed. "I gave you ten minutes to get ready. I feel it's only fair you get it 10 times." He smiled at her, blowing a cloud of smoke at her. "Ten burns...or ten shocks? What's your pleasure?"
"Please..." she pleaded but it was too late.
"Wrong answer." He put the cigarette in his mouth and pulled out his handcuffs. He puts one cuff around one wrist and drags her to the heater to the corner of the room under the window. "You shouldn't have made me wait" he said running the cuff through the heater cuffing her other hand. "If you scream, I will add to it...understand?" he asked.
She nodded, closing her eyes. She tensed as she felt the heat of the tip near her skin. She feels the fabric ripped from her skin leaving her in her bra and underwear. She pulled against the cuffs wishing the link would snap granting her freedom as the cigarette burns her skin. She pulls again, whimpering from the pain.
"Shhh...only three more to go" he says burning her again.
"Yo! What the hell man!" yells another guard from outside the room. Swinging the door open, he freezes. "Are you insane?" he asks. "Jackson! She's off limits!" yells the guard running over Mayah and the guard.
"Chill out Derik. I didn't touch her," Jackson said standing up from Mayah. "He said we could punish her if she disobeyed." He took out the keys to the handcuffs twirling them around his finger.
"What are we going to tell Marco? She can't dance like this you i***t!" hissed Derik.
"I don't know why Marco bothers sending her. All she does is cry." stated Jackson as he lit another cigarette.
"Marco's property. Marco's decision." said Derik running his hands through his hair. "Uncuff her so she can get dressed. I sent the other girls ahead but she might as well just say here" he sighed. He knew that her presence wouldn't go unnoticed as their boss had a specific interest in Mayah.
Jackson uncuffed her from the heater leaving it still connected to her wrist. He took a step back from her, waiting for her to move. Silently crying, she stood up not looking up from her feet.
"Mayah... you're going to get dressed. And not make us wait. But first.. Your going to dance for us" Jackson said pulling out two more sets of handcuffs. "You're not going to make your event tonight but I will make sure you get practice" he chuckled linking the cuffs together forming a chain. He walked over to her and put the cuffs on her ankles. "Just in case you decide to run again.. You won't get far." he stood up from her and grabs her by her hair again. "I'm going to go call Marco and explain why his property isn't present at his fundraiser. You better be in the middle of this room when I get back" he said walking towards the door with Derik following behind.
Mayah listened as the door locked from the outside. Waiting a few moments before moving she walked to the window contemplating if she should run again. After a few seconds of weighing her options, she decides she's going to run. She pulls the sheet from the bed and wraps it around her while pushing the window open. After climbing through and dropping to the ground, she gathered the sheet wrapping it around her. As fast as one could run with linked handcuffs around their feet, Mayah ran down the road towards the direction of lights and the sound of traffic. Knowing Derik and Jackson would figure out she was gone she decided to cut through alleyways. 'Maybe I will get hit by a car' she thought crossing street after street.
"Mayah!" She heard her name being yelled in the distance.
