Ocean Girl

2

Clara’s pov

I was kneeling before him all naked.

All of the men stopped and left me on that disgusting black carpet.

I couldn’t believe my ears.

I looked to his face in disgust and asked:-“why?”

He replied with no shame:-“ didn’t you want them to stop? Guys… you may enjoy yourself…”

Clara:-“ please don’t, I was asking why did you do this to me? What have I done?”

Now he looked very angry, and with piercing eyes he squeezed my throat, picking me up close to his face.

He kissed me aggressively, biting my lower lip. My lip was bleeding.

He replied:-“it wasn’t your business. You shouldn’t have come to save him.”

Clara:-“but…”

He cut me saying:-“…stop it.”

He pushed me back and I fell to the cold parquet, hitting my head to the wall, and everything became black.

I don’t know for how long I was unconscious.

When I opened my eyes, I was in a small dark room, laid on the ground.

There was a bowl of water and a small sandwich in a plastic bag.

I felt like, I was an animal.

I was still naked, but there was a dirty blanket near me. I tried to cover myself as much as I could.

There was a disgusting smell which killed my nose.

I heard a sound and turned to see what that was, but it was too dark to see, the dim light of the moon was hitting near my bare feet, and that’s when I discovered the rats were traveling around me.

I stood up and started to knock on the door.

Clara:-“please get me out of here, please let me out.i beg you please…”

Suddenly the door was open.

A huge hand approached my hair and grabbed it, he began pulling me outside that cell.

The corridor was long, cold with broken lights.

I saw tiny cells as of mine next to one another.

Was this an old prison or what?

Some of the doors were closed and shadows were appearing from behind them. I guess there were people kept inside.

He pulled me till we reached the stairs.

“The master wants to see you.”:- he said and pushed me.

I went up, but every once in a while I was looking backwards. He didn’t follow me.

Was he the guardian of the cells?

I didn’t see his face as he was covering it.

I reached to a red room.

Why red? Because everything was red. The floor, the walls, the couches, the curtains, everything.

He again, was sitting his back to me looking outside the window, with a glass of red wine in his hand, he commanded:-“ come here.”

I was shaking but I had to do as he ordered.

I was standing behind him when he spoke:-“from now on, you are my slave, my s*x slave. Understood?”

Clara:-“yes.”

“Yes master.”:-his voice shook my body.

Clara:-“yes master.”

I was all naked all day long. Every morning, every noon and every evening. I was living in one of the cells in that basement, with the guardian above my head. I became friends with the rats, I talked to them and we ate together.

I even cried when one of them died.

I really don’t know what happened to baby Jacob. But I have put in mind to find him.

Once, when the master called me and he was ready to f**k me in front of his guests, something strange happened. I was weak physically and spiritually. I was broken.

He was f*****g me hard in the dinner table, he dropped some candles on my chest, everyone was touching my body but I said no word, not to die, and to save Jacob.

On of the guests poured some wine on my chest and licked it.

Then another one poured some wine. I was feeling something strange which I couldn’t explain.

Then they took me to the bathtub. They poured ice in it and forced me to get in that.

I went inside and I was freezing to death.

Suddenly I stopped feeling the cold.

Instead I felt I gained something good.

My energy was increasing, and I wasn’t feeling pain.

I don’t know what pleasured them, f*****g me in that ice tub.

I even forgot how many people touched me.

I couldn’t count.

Time wasn’t passing at all. But it felt I was kept there for years.

One day, the master ordered me to sleep with one of his guests, who was a rich man and old.

The rich man asked to be alone with me.

I couldn’t believe he accepted that.

The old man locked the door, he undressed himself. I was naked already. He took out some pills from his jacket and swallowed them. After 10 mins, he got on the bed where I was sitting quietly waiting for my endless torture.

He started touching me, talking dirty to me. I was disgusted. But suddenly, the old man started to breath hardly. He wasn’t breathing right, his heart was pounding so fast that I could hear it. He asked for my help, he asked for his pills but I thought for a minute. If I helped him, I could not escape. So, I decided not to help him and let him suffer and watch him die in front of me. Finally he fell.

He was lying on the bed breathless.

This was the right time to escape the hell.

This was my chance.

I didn’t even wear anything. I just took a blanket and went out to the balcony.

I was on the 1st floor, and thank God, there was a large tree next to the balcony. Mother nature was helping me, so, I climbed down the tree quietly and touched the wet grass finally.

I was all naked, covered only by a blanket.

I started to run.

Unfortunately, they sensed something was wrong and found out that I was fleeing to my freedom.

“Hey stop there.”-: one of them shouted, but I never listened and kept running towards the woods.

The darkness has fallen on my shoulders.

The sound of the emptiness of the woods exhausted me.

The grass was wet after the hard rain, and my bare feet were freezing.

I had to continue running, holding the baby boy I saved.

I was bruised and I was in pain.

They had beaten me a lot.

They tortured me.

Used my body as a s*x slave.

But I was never going to give up.

I had to save that baby and take him to his mother.

Few men were running after me, chasing me to capture me and torture me.

My only mistake was, trying to save baby Jacob.

I ran in the woods not knowing where I was going.

I reached an empty place, where there was no trees or anything my eyes could see.

I reached the edge.

I was standing on the edge where there was no escape.

They were getting closer as I was going backwards.

I never wanted them to capture me once again. I never wanted to suffer that pain again.

I looked back, I saw the huge waves crashing the rocks. The freezing wind blew and I once again looked to the men standing in front of me, smirking, for I didn’t have any way out.

I thought about baby Jacob, but I had no choice, I had to escape to save him. But look at me now, theres no way out, I was going to be captured again or I was going to die.

None of my choices were going to save baby Jacob.

I missed him.

I thought about mrs. Dante, I imagined her situation.

Oh my God, I had to do something, but…

Nothing I can do.

Nothing.

If I go back, everything will be worse. If I jump, there’s no way I may survive.

The blue was my death.

The old mansion was my death.

I had to choose the easiest.

I didn’t want to suffer for the rest of my life.

If I go back, I will suffer and get tortured, and I can not imagine myself being ripped apart.

Or maybe, if they hurt baby Jacob in front of me.

Oh… no no no no. This can’t be happening. This must not happen.

The men chased me to the end of the edge.

They were tired of running.

6 men were chasing me with their Dobermans, 6 of them were huge.

They were going to capture me and take me to the master.

You know, I still don’t know the master’s name, and who he is, why is he a master, what he does.

The only thing I know is that, he is the scariest person on earth.

I never saw another girl, I never saw other children, I didn’t see baby Jacob. But I knew there were others kn that basement’s corridor’s cells. No one spoke, no one said a word, no one showed her face, or maybe his face.

I only saw the guests.

All were rich people. All were famous people.

I had to do something but what and how?

Were they human traffickers?

Sex traffickers?

Pedophiles?

What were they?

Who were they?

What did they want with baby Jacob?

Why did they torture me and used me as a s*x slave.

I don’t know.

I wanted to know, but, I really couldn’t know.

Now I was going to die.

I am not going to that place once again.

I gave up.

I am not that brave and I am jot that intelligent to make plans.

I was so simple girl who liked dancing, and adored to spend time with the kids. I loved kids. And this love was going to bring the end to my life.

The time was passing and I thought all of these in only few seconds.

I watched my life as a movie and water ended my life. I was going to die by drowning in that blue angry ocean.

For the last time I raised my head to the sky, I looked at the gray clouds, I gave up. I decided to die instead of becoming a s*x slave once again.

I looked down at the ocean and the blue death called my name.

A single drop of tear fell into the ocean, and I, without looking back, opened the blanket and let it fall.

I threw myself… into the ocean.