CHAINS OF FATE
I woke up from my darkness, trying to recognize where I was lying the hard surface, I closed my eyes and reopened them again,as my vision I saw the cold metal bars of a cage surrounding me. Panic set in and I began to shout and rant demanding where I was.
Then as a figure emerged from the shadows, his eyes gleaming in the dim light.
"keep your voice down prisoner" he growled, his deep voice sending a shiver down my spine. But I only got really angry, I didn't like anyone disrespecting me in that manner.
"I won't be silenced" I snarled, my eyes flashed with determination.
Just as I was about to speak up again, I got interrupted by the door, and a figure strode in, his face chiseled from granite. His eyes seemed to bore into my very soul, and I felt a chill run down my spine. His gaze was like a cold wind, cutting through my bravado and leaving me trembling. My voice died in my throat as his eyes locked onto mine.
His stance was relaxed, but his muscles seemed coiled ready to strike,
"silence, slave" he said, his voice low and menacing, "you'd do well to remember your place" he warned, his words dripping with malice. As he was about coming close to me, he got interrupted by the figure emerging from the dark
"Lord Lucien, your cousin is coming".
He quickly turned his gaze from me to the figure coming towards him, his cousin.
"oh, I never expected to see you here dear Lucien, you've not bought a slave for months, why now?" the cousin smiled wickedly at this Lord Lucien. But Lord Lucien didn't give him a glance and left immediately.
Another guard came in bowing low to the cousin,"my lord the slave you requested is ready"
The cousin's eyes gleamed with anticipation as he gazed at me as I trembled my limbs with fear.
"bring her to me" he said, his voice dripping with malice.
The guards moved to my side dragging me forward towards the cousin.
As I stood in front of him, he reached out and grasped my chin, his fingers digging into my skin. "you're beauty" he whispered, his breath cold against my face, "I'll enjoy breaking you.
My eyes flashed with defiance, but his hands grip only tightened.
" you're mine now" he sneered
"and you'll do exactly as I say".
He took me to his room, a dimly lit opulent room. With his piercing gaze fixed on me he instructed his his loyal attendants to 'prepare me for the task'..... What task?, what do they want to do with me?, how did I get here?.
The attendants to obey taking me into the bath tub adding some ointment into it.
I was still thinking of everything that happened to me, to mom and dad, this people whoever they were, they are wicked and heartless monsters.
"listen, we can hear your thoughts. You're now a slave, and a s*x toy to Lord Kael. And we hate to break it to you you're doomed"