★ Victim's POV ★
I stared at the large welts from the whipping he had given me it was then i realized I had to make an escape tonight after all he had given me the freedom of serving him as a slave even the word sounded bitter in my mouth. Having surveyed the environment and his schedule I realized he went to work in the mornings. Well which kidnapper goes to work but I knew I had to make my escape at that time.
† Earlier In The Morning ‡
Around 9:00am
Making my way out of the cell where I was held I crept silently towards the door where my freedom depended on. Having escaped the house it was then I realized how eeriely quiet the house had been all of a sudden I heard the humming of a car engine startled I yelped, obviously he heard because he came down and started checking around. Having been spotted I broke into a mad run. It seems he was used to seeing his victims trying to escape because he caught up with me without breaking into a sweat.
" You b***h, how dare you try to escape he yelled slapping me for a moment I saw stars. Breaking from my trance I realized he was pulling me along the grass towards the house I couldn't go back to that hellhole so digging my heels into the ground I waited patiently for him to turn around before throwing a handful of sand on his eyes kicking his groin I snatched the key of the truck from him as I took off towards the direction of the truck jumping in I started the engine getting the truck moving. From my peripheral vision I saw him trying to catch up. Speeding up I allowed myself to breathe a sigh of relief for now I was free.