Adams little pet

CHAPTER4

ESCAPE PLAN

LISAS POV:

Awoken by the sound of thunder and rain,I tried to see past my heavy eyelid. I could barely make out the shape of metal bars around me.

“But I walked into a neatly designed room…how the hell am I here?..I must be dreaming”I laughed hard.

I blinked once,then twice before pushing my torso up from the wet floor.

Confused as to where I was,a thread of hope would be enough to pull me out of this place,for now,I was still ignorant of my surroundings.

“But I slept in a room” color drained out of my face.

I felt air slowly escape from my lungs as I heard steps approach where I stood.

As soon as I sighted a man whose face wasn't familiar,he matched me and slapped me across my face,so hard that I heard a ringing in my ears.

I fall to my knees,a teardrop coming out from the side that was slapped. I set my eyes on an object that had rolled near me.

I rap my knuckles against the wood and slammed it hard across his head,as hard as I could, shattering the wood into pieces.

Steadying myself breathing in deeply, I rushed to the opened door, running as hard as my legs could carry me. I ran past different corridors and finally caught a familiar door.

Angry footsteps approached me from behind, I dashed into the other room and bolted it firmly.

My lungs squeeze,my knees buckle,and I brace a hand on the wall as I lower myself.Until I'm sitting on the warm wet tile.

I tip my face down and suck in breath,my sweat soaking my clothes. I felt vast emptiness in my chest.

“What's all this suffering?”my throat tightens.

Tears track from my stinging eyes.

I gather myself from the floor and lay on the bed.

The pillowcase against my cheek is soft and cool and my body snuggles into the feeling.

My eyes slide and on instinct my gaze flies to the door.Panic claws my chest as I hear new voices outside the door.

Chewing my lips I sit up, knowing there's no escape for me.i hear the door opened and a hand grabbed me.

“Leave me alone!”I cried, struggling to free myself from their grip. I reached out my hand to claw at the faces in front of me.

My muscles ache with every movement as we descend the stairs.

I was dropped roughly on the ground and my eyes met the man who bought me.

Closing the space between us,with a devilish smile and exaggerated wink he reached for my breast.His fingers cupped and kneaded them as if he wanted them in and out of shape.

I beat his hand off and his hands burned as hell.

“You're in my mansion now”he stuck out his tongue and graced my lower lip.

I thought of kicking him in the groin and to break free but the possibility of my survival after that restrained me.

“You are mine”

“I'm not yours”I shot back

“You are my little pet,”he continued. “You are my s*x slave from henceforth you shall call me master,my love or lord”.He emphasized and bit my chin hard.

“I am not..”

His lips landed on mine,chewing on my upper lips like it was his new found toy as he resumed kneading my breast.

Before my mind could process it,he caught my chin and whipped it with a powerful slap,the salty metallic taste of blood filled my mouth.

Hot tears stung my eyes and streamed my vision.

“Take her back to her room and serve her food”I heard him say.

In no distant time,the door of the room squeaked and a maid walked in with a tray.

“Good morning Miss Lisa”she said with an unnatural smile plastered on her face.

I didn't respond.But only pressed my lips together and nodded at her,thinking how best to tell her I needed help.

As she dropped the tray and was about to leave,I held her wrist.

“Please help me”I pleaded,my mind a crazy mixture of hope and fear.

A chill black silence enveloped us and something like fear flashed brightly in her eyes.

In an instant she freed herself from my grip and rushed to the door without saying anything.

I kept pacing the room restlessly and I lost my appetite, I only nibbled the breakfast,leaving a large portion despite my empty stomach.

No!No!I buried my face in my palm.I had f****d up, Perhaps she ran to report to my captor.If she did,the today might be my last day.

Not only was I scared,my hope of escape was shattered.My stomach knotted itself with fear and uneasiness and the morning drifted quickly to afternoon then to evening.

Amid my disarray,the door creaked open.The same maid walked in with another tray.Her head was lowered to her chest and she dropped it where she left the last one.

“Miss Lisa”she called in an apologetic tone,her gaze still on the floor. “Please I'm sorry for not bringing your food earlier”.

“It's nothing. I'm not even hungry”Wishing she'd look at me straight in the eye and tell me if she told my captor or not.

I walked slowly and closed the gap between us.

“Look at me”.That was meant to be a command yet it sounded like a plea. “What is your name?”

“It's Angella,Miss Lisa”

“Angella,how come you know my name?”

“Master told us to address you as that”she spoke.

I nodded.

“Okay Angela, Please I need to know if you told master what we discussed this morning”.My gaze was intense,hungry for answers as strings of icy fear twisted around my heart.

“No!, I’d never do that. I would help you escape from this place tonight”.