Royal's Belonging

Terrifying Talk

Anna POV

         I rolled over only to find the bed empty. I stared at the ceiling thinking about everything that has happened to me recently. I have a new home with four masters. They seem nicer than any master I have had before and they mentioned “mate”? I acted out and got locked in a freezing cell until my panic attacked made me pass out. Then I woke up to Nicholai being gentle and caring.

         “Little one?” Dominic snaps me out of my thoughts. I sat up and looked at him. He was carrying a plate of food as he headed to the small table by the window.

         “Did you sleep well?” He asks to which I nod. “Words please little one.”

         “I-I did, tha-thank you.” I murmur at his gentle reminder to use my words. I watch as he walks into my closet after setting the food down. Curious, I creep out of bed and over to the table. The plate had scrambled eggs, toasted sourdough with jelly, and BACON! Oh, I quickly snatch the bacon and eat it.

         “I take it you like bacon.” Dom chuckles behind me. “I have clothes for you to wear after you eat and shower.” I look at the clothes in his hands as he walks into the bathroom to set them down.

         “I grabbed a soft tank top and leggings,” He says exiting my bathroom, “I hope that’s ok. Also, hurry up and eat, we want to talk to you about something.”

         He must see me tense and panic enter my eyes as he walks over and hugs me gently. “No, no little one. You’re ok, nothing bad will happen ok? We just want to talk, so go relax in the shower and I’ll take your plate to the kitchen.”

         I nod and nervously walk into the bathroom to do as told. Showering, I decide to skip washing my hair. Nicholai did that last night so I put it into a messy bun to stay out of the way. I turned to find the clothes Dom laid out for me. He gave me a soft bra and underwear set, black leggings, and a simple, loose baby pink tank top.

         I leave the bathroom to find Damien sitting on my bed. He is holding cute, pink fuzzy socks that match my tank top. He smiles when he sees me looking at the fuzzy socks.

         “I figured you would like them,” He says as I walk closer, “Come sit and put them on. Then we will go talk, ok little one?” I nod and take the socks from him. I plop down onto the floor and pull them on. I smile slightly at how soft and fuzzy they are. He was right, I really like these socks.

         He reached down and helped me up. Placing his hand lightly on the small of my back he led me out of my room to wherever we were going to talk. It turns out we went to Dominic’s room to meet the others. I was confused why we went to one of their room instead of an office but I was soon distracted.

         When we walked in all three of them looked up at us. I turned to Damien in confusion when I heard the door’s lock click.

         “It’s so no one disturbs us” Alexei said seeing how I tensed when I heard the click. “I promise you’re ok, nothing bad will happen. We just want to talk, ok little one?” I nod, still unsure and scared of what was going on. I sit in an empty chair and pull my legs up to my chest.

         “No reason beating around the bush,” Nicholai begins, “It sounds harsh, but we own you. We will both punish and care for you. But we need to know about your past. We are all into b**m, and it is crucial we know what you have been through.”

         I freeze, panic. No, I can’t…won’t talk about that. Anything but that. I can feel my anxiety rising. What will they do to me if I tell them? What will they make me do? What if they get rid of me? What if…

         My thoughts are interrupted. “Look at me,” Dominic orders, “Deep breath ok? Copy what I do.” I try to mimic how he is breathing. Eventually my breathing calms down somewhat, but I am still scared and very tense.

         I flinch as Damien walks over and picks me up. He shifts me so I am sitting on his lap, while he occupies the chair I was previously in. Dom is still kneeling in front of us so he stands and walks to the nearest chair.

         “Little one,” Alexei says and I look up at him, “What can you tell us? Just say what you can.” I look back down as I tell them as little as possible. I tell them I don’t remember my childhood before being a slave. I tell them I was abused and starved, that I would rather die before going back there.

         I glance up to see their eyes glazed over, mind linking each other. I start to panic as Dominic stands up and goes into what I assume is the bathroom. I see him holding a syringe as he comes back out and absolutely panic.

         Before I realize it, Nicholai and Alexei are holding me as I sob and beg them to not get rid of me. I feel a pinch in my neck and freeze. What did they give me? What will it do to me? What are they going to do to me.

         I feel dissociated from what is going on around me. I recognize I am being carried and then someone washes my face. I feel as I am set on a bed and a sweatshirt is pulled over my head. Only then do I notice I am still shaking and shivering.

         “Just relax little angel,” I hear Nic say in my mind, “I know you will hate us for this, but it’s for the best. We have to know but we understand you can’t tell us.” With that, everything becomes numb for me.

         I watch my terrible childhood play out, I am forced to re-live every horrible thing I was forced to endure. I watch from my earliest memory to when Dominic bought me.

         “You did so good little angel.” Nic whispers in my mind, “I will never do this again, I promise. I will never pull those memories again, ok? I need you to look in my eyes angel.” I open my eyes to meet his gaze.

         “Sleep angel.” He commands me. I feel my mind drift away as my eyes become heavy and slowly I fall into a fitful sleep.