Hers

The Day After

When I woke up the next morning, I was in a comfortable bed. I had believed it was all a dream until I tried moving my hands and found out they were tied to the bed post above my head.

I tried screaming for help, but that got me nowhere as I took in my surroundings.

As I looked around the room, I noticed there was only a light and the bed that I was on. There were no windows and only one door. The bed was in the left back corner and the door on the wall across from it closer to the right corner.

I suddenly felt cold, and looking down at myself, I noticed that I still had my short dress from last night on with no blanket. My dress had risen some, and was right under my panties.

I started hearing footsteps come towards the room. I started to silently freak out and try pulling my hands free, which I did not succeed in. So, I just did what I thought would be the smartest thing and pretended to still be unconscious. Maybe I would be left alone if I was not awake yet.

When the door opened and then closed and I heard the voice, shivers went down my spine and not in a good way. I heard the light sultry voice of a woman. I was suddenly surprised.

"Stop acting like your asleep. I heard your scream earlier, which you should no will do you no good. We are nowhere near people and even if we were they would not be able to hear you down here."

I looked over at her and was surprised to find a very attractive looking woman. She looked as if she was in her early 20's with black hair that seemed to go to the middle of her back. She seemed extremely tan, and from what I could see, her eyes were a light brown. Her lips were full and very pink, and she seemed fit, but I could not entirely tell from the baggy shirt she was wearing.

"If you are done staring at me," she started talking, "then feel free to ask some questions. Although I am not going to answer some of them, I can still find amusement a your frustration. I do find it weird, that in your position, you took the time to look over my appearance instead of freaking out or yelling questions at me. You must be crazy or have some problems wrong with you."

To my surprise and hers, I became angry. I usually don't let myself get mad, but when I did, it was for a good enough reason.

"Are you serious? You actually just assumed I was crazy when you are sitting there while I am being kept hostage. I am tied to a bed, and not by my will, and you think I have problems. You're f*****g crazy. YOU are the ones with f*****g problems." I yelled at her.

She looked astonished by the way I talked back to her, but that was soon replaced with anger.

"You will not talk back to me," she said as she started walking closer to me, "because if you do, there will be consequences. Punishments. But since you're new, I will just give you a warning. But remember for the future, you little b***h, that I have complete control over you. You do what I say, and you do it when I say. If you are good, then you get rewarded. But if not, you already know what happens. My name is Diana, and yours is Joanne. I know almost everything there is to know about you yet you know nothing about me. I figure your full of questions, so ask."

My anger was now fear, and I could not find words. I finally was able to open my mouth, and I said "Why am I here? What's the reason? I feel as if there is none and you just want a toy. Can you please let me go. I don't want to be here." I started crying a little, and I noticed she was laughing hysterically.

"You're here because I wanted you. I don't give two shits what you want, you are not going anywhere and do not try to escape because I will kill you. I will not hesitate either. All you need to know is I won't hurt you if you don't disobey me. I think we will get along just fine once you warm up to this all. You won't be spending your entire time down here. once I feel I can trust you, you can come upstairs. Until then, you are down here by yourself. I will untie your hands, but you will not try anything or else you will regret it."

She came over and untied my hands and I felt relief wash over me. She threw clothes at me and told me to change and then walked out. She had handed me grey sweatpants and a white v neck shirt. I went over my options. I could either make everything so complicated and get hurt or killed in the process or try to get along with her. Neither sounded good, but I went with the more reasonable one.

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What felt like two hours later, she came back. This time I tried to at least act normal, but it was hard being that I was f*****g kidnapped. She had what looked like a tray of food with her, and she handed it to me.

If it was not for the fact I was extremely hungry, I would not have eaten anything.

"Now that you are under control, would you like me to explain everything to you?" She said to me. I simply just nodded my head yes at her, and she continued to talk.

"So, basically you are mine." I looked at her confused but she continued talking. "Just listen. I tell you what to do, and you do it. Sometimes, I am understandable and will allow you to deny. But most of the time I get what I want, understood?" Again, I just nodded my head.

"Use your words like a big girl."

"Yes."

"Okay. Good. I know you are secretly wondering why you are here, so I will explain it to you. I saw you at the bar the other night, and I was with my friend, Max. The guy you met. Well, when I saw you, I immediately felt attracted to you. When I told him, he helped me to get you. And by get you I mean drug you and then keep you locked in my house. You will be my friend, but you will also be whatever else I tell you to be. That is all you need to know. You have nothing to worry about for I will not hurt you unless you cause me to."

I started choking on my food and after I recollected myself I just stared at her. She started smiling, and I gave her a what look.

All she said before she walked out was "Were going to have some fun. It's getting late, so you may want to get some sleep. You're going to need it."

After she closed the door I was trying to figure out what she meant. so many possible scenarios went through my head, and the one that caught my attention the most was kind of frightening. Was I going to be her s*x slave?

I started feeling scared and anxious at the same time. When I only should have felt scared. I closed my eyes and let the darkness take me. Only god knows what is in store for me tomorrow.