Captured Fate

Chapter 1

    *BANG BANG BANG*

     I awoke to the sound of someone banging on the large metal door to my room, "Time to get up sweetheart." I heard a raspy voice say through the little slot in my door. I let out a sigh as I looked around my room. The walls and ceiling were made out of a cold gray stone, the floor was made with the same metal material as my door, for whatever reason when my bare skin would touch it, I was burned. I don't know why I was here, but this is all I've ever known, I used to have dreams of a different life, I had a mother and father and was loved by so many. Now those faces I used to dream about are a blur and all I dream about now are just nightmares of what my captors do to me when I'm awake. My room doesn't have much, there is a rotting twin-size bed that I sleep on, a leaky pipe that drips every few minutes in the far corner of the room, opposite the small toilet that I use to take care of business. There is a light bulb in the center of my room, they turn it on every time they pound to wake me. There is a small round hole at the top of my room across from where the door stands, It's my only source to tell me if it is day or night and has bars on it, those bars are made up of the same burning metal my door is made of.

    I took my morning piss on the cold porcelain toilet seat, shuddering as the cold touched my thighs. To my left, the door slot opened and they pushed today's clothes along with some food through it. "Eat up and get dressed, you're being moved today." the man with the harsh raspy voice growled at me. Whatever these people are, they can shift into wolves, and mean ones at that. As I looked at the clothes on the floor, I stared blankly wondering what he meant. I'm being moved? The only time I ever leave this room is when they take me to get cleaned or to torture me. If I was really to be moved, then maybe I can find a way out of this place.

    If I was going to escape I would need to get my energy up, I quickly grabbed the cold toast and ham and cheese sandwich off the clothes that they fell onto. As I started to eat my toast my mind was racing, I could only hope where ever I was being moved to was far, far away from here. I smiled just as I put the last bit of toast in my mouth. I looked down as I started to unwrap the sandwich, changing my mind and deciding it would be a good idea to hide it and save it for later I wrapped the sandwich back up and put it under my pillow. As a grabbed the clothes off of the floor I was shocked, instead of the normal scratchy shorts and tank top I got, it was a nice silky black dress, with matching black silky underwear. When I put them on I noticed that they showed more of my ass than normal, but they were so smooth I didn't want to complain. The dress was loose-fitting waist down but tight waist up, it fell at my knees and I twirled around watching the dress sway with my movements. I quickly decided to stash the sandwich that was hiding under my pillow between the silky undergarments on my left side. Wherever they planned on moving me to was special because they have never let me wear something this nice.

    The door swung open and I jumped back, tripping on the clothes I had just taken off. I fell to the floor and my legs started to burn, "Dammit, get her off the floor!" the man with the raspy harsh voice snapped at the guards. One of the large guards picked me up by the neck and dragged me out of the room. I figured things would be better for me if I didn't struggle. The last thing I wanted to happen was my stashed sandwich to fall out of its hiding place. The guard dragged me down the hall and I thought he was going to take me to one of the rooms to beat on me, but to my surprise, he walked past the door. He kept walking down the hall as it curved, to the right there was a staircase and he led me down a flight of stairs. When we reached the floor he brought me to, he flicked on the lights. My mouth dropped as I looked at all these black-painted cars and trailers, we were in a garage.

    He was still dragging me towards somewhere and my eyes widened as I saw a little trailer with chains hanging from the top of the interior ceiling, they had cuffs that looked like they were made with the same material my door was made out of. I then started to struggle and beg the guard not to hang me up, That I would be good and I wouldn't disobey them, that's when the tears started to pour out from my eyes, "I d-d-don't w-w-wan-wanna d-d-die" I was sobbing uncontrollably. The guard sighed and put me on a bench in the trailer. I don't know if he was new or what but he reluctantly said, "Fine, I won't chain you up but you will need to be on your best behavior and I will be sitting back here with you as we transport you." I sniffled and thanked him the best I could, "Th-Thank y-you sir" I managed to get that little bit out as he sighed and closed up the back of the trailer from the inside. The car started and I felt as we started to move from where we were.