Princess to Prisoner

Nowhere to go

Antonio opens the door to the cabin, and turns the light on. It was very dirty. A thick layer of dust covers everything. Old beer cans all over, and holes in the walls.

Its very small. There are 3 doors in the back and just a small table an old t.v. and small couch to the right. To the left is a small kitchen table countertop with a microwave and a fridge.

It looks like whoever lived here just left years ago and never came back. There are a few toys, but cigarette butts and dirty dishes and broken plates scatter around.

"Are we really staying here?" I asked covering my mouth with the back of my hand trying not to breath in. It smells as bad as it looks.

He laughs "Whats the matter Princess, not good enough for you?"

"This place is disgusting."

"Don't worry this isn't where you are staying" He says grabbing a key from the cupboard. I was relieved.

He grabs my arm and says "Lets go". He starts walking around to the back of the cabin. "Where are we going?" I asked. He laughes stopping. "What is that?" He leans down and unlocks a lock and takes the chains off what looks like a door on the ground. Then he opens it there are stairs leading down but its super dark.

"Go" he demands.

"I am not going down there Antonio!"

"You don't have a choice."

" Not gonna do it."

"b***h, I didn't ask you." He says grabbing my hair and forcing me towards the stairs.

"Help! Help! I start screaming hoping someone can hear me.

Standing behind me Antonio covers my mouth with his hand and wraps his other arm around me just over my stomach and forces me down the stairs. I was trying to fight back but its use. We reach the bottem. Still holding onto me he lets go of my mouth. Reaches up he pulls a string and a light came on.

The room was dirty spider webs covered the walls. The room was empty Except for a bucket, a mattress and a filthy ripped up blanket on the floor.

"You have got to be kidding me. I can't stay down here you asshole!"

"Actually Princess, you can, and you will."

"Don't do this to me! How will i go to the bathroom?!"

"b***h, You did this to yourself, and theres a bucket right there for you." he says walking back up the stairs.

I follow him trying to escape out with him. He just pushes me back in and slams the door shut. I start banging on it trying to force it opened. It's no use.

I kept banging and banging for what felt like hours. Screaming, and praying someone will hear me. It's no use. I sit on the steps and just cry myself to sleep. I was not going to lay on that mattress.

I don't even know what time it was. When He wakes me up nudging me with his foot.

"Get up Love, I got you breakfast."

"You have to let me out of here!" I scream trying to push him down the stairs. He grabs my hair and pushes me to my knees.

"Turns out I don't have to do anything you say." He laughs "Now eat!"

I shake my head no. Tears rolling down my face. He bends down towards me. Pulling my head back getting right into my face. "The only reason you are alive right now is because you are carrying my son. If anything happens to him, you're going to wish for death. Now eat!"

He grabs a peice of fruit and tries to stick it in my mouth. I refuse to open it. He lets go of my hair and squeezes my cheeks really hard and forcing me to open my mouth. He sticks in the peice of fruit. Lets go of my cheeks and says "now chew it up and swallow."

I spit it into his face. He stands up and wipes his face off. Then kicks me really hard in my leg. I scream In pain. And fell on my side. "I was going to bring you clean blankets today, you can forget about that!" He says as he starts back up the stairs.

My leg hurt to bad for me to chase after him. "No wait! I'll eat!"

He just shuts the door and leaves.

Slowly getting into a sitting position, I look at the food he brought me. It was some cut up fruit, and a smoothie, and 2 bottle of water. I ate what I could.

My leg hurt to much to get up yet. So I sat there. Holding my stomache and talking to my baby. He is moving around like crazy.

"I won't let him take you. I'm so sorry baby. I will get us out of here." Looking around at nothing.... "Somehow."

I can hear the car start and pull away. He's leaving. Thank god. At least he won't be bothering me. I lay down on the ground and look at the ceiling.

It has old wooden planks running across. Covered in dirt dust and spider webs. There was a small clink noice. It was a mouse eating the food I had left. Usually I would scream, but I didn't have it in me. I just let it have its meal. Thinking how nice it must be to be free.

After awhile I forced myself to my feet. I had to pee. When I pulled my pants down the pen I had falls to the ground. I hide it under the mattress. I forgot I even had it.

I seen the huge bruise on my thigh and my knee was a little swollen. "f*****g asshole." I mumble to myself. Grabing the bucket and peeing in it.

I hear the car pull back in. I quickly pull my pants back up, and go and sit on the stairs.

Hopefully he doesn't come bother me right now.

Doesn't take long before I can hear him unlocking the door.

He opens it. "Did you eat?" He asked

"Yes" is all I reply back.

"Good, then you can have these" tossing down some new sheets and a blanket."Do you think I can have some toilet paper?" I can't even believe I am asking for toilet paper. "We will see how well you listen to me." He shuts the door and locks it again.

A little while later he came back down with lunch, toilet paper, and a toothbrush, and toothpaste. He said "if you eat this, then you can have this stuff."

I didn't want to fight him on it. So I ate what he brought me. Without talking to him. "thats a good little Princess" he says. "Now go lay down I'm going to f**k you." He demands.

"No, please!" I beg.

"I didn't ask" He hissed.

"I haven't put the new sheets on yet and that mattress is so dirty" I said in my final attempt to fight him off.

"Who's fault is that? Now go lay down! And I dont want to hear a single word or sound come out of you!" He demanded. Pointing to the mattress.

I pull myself up and limp my way to the dirty mattress on the floor. He follows behind me. Taking his belt off and then unzipping his pants on his way over.

I took off my now filthy clothes, and laid on the disgusting mattress. He laid down on top of me. Carefully as to not hurt the baby.

He sticks his d**k inside me. I cry, I don't even care. He leans down, and grabs my face licking my tears. He smiles. " I love when you cry for me."

I try to pull away from him, and push him off me.

He grabs both my arms and holds them down. Then he bites my n*****s really hard. While still f*****g me. I scream. "Please stop!"

He finally finishes and gets off me. I grab the dirty blanket still crying, I cover myselg up with it. "Thanks again Princess" he says as he pulls his pants up and zips them.

He grabs the dishes and leaves.