Once I got home I got a ring on my phone, I looked down in suspicion because who could be calling me this late? I had gotten a little tipsy so it was very hard for me to read the name. It was my Dom, I knew she would be calling me I just didn’t think it would be so soon. I knew I had been dodging her for the past few days because I’m slowly trying to transition away from her. I still want to be friends but she just not cutting it for me. As soon as I could open my lips to say hello, she cut me off and said “you have been a bad girl”. In a split second I feel a pair of hands covering my mouth, a sandy bag pulled over my face and I am pushed down to the floor. I am quickly put in hand cuffs all that was left of this fight was me squirming. I was scared for my life, who could be in my house, who could I have pissed off, all these questions of why.
My first instinct of fear was to just be still and pray they don’t shoot me. It’s kind of hard to be tied up and forced to do something when your mind craves this exact attention. The person didn’t make a sound as if they were thinking of a place to bury my body or something. Part of me was turned on and another part of me was scared shitless. This person drags me into a huge cage and locks me in. Once I am cramped into the cage this person then starts shocking the cage with electricity. One after another I began to scream from the pain because I have a lot of piercings and the shock seems to be hitting those spots first. This is starting to become the day dream I had imagined only I was on the other side of this. I was hoping my Dom heard the scuffle through the phone and will soon come to my rescue or even call the cops. This was not how I pictured how my night would end I was just praying this person had some mercy for me. After a while the shocking had stopped. I was left sweating and trembling in a cage. I can see that the day is coming I couldn’t tell if the person had left or took a nap.
Just when I thought the person was gone a hot oily substance began pouring through the cage like lava. Hot red wax spilled all over the cage. Not hot enough to create any burn marks just enough to scare me and put pressure on the burn wounds from the electricity. The wax came every fifteen minutes or so for what seems like forever. Day had came and went I was going on day number two. Nothing to eat or drink quivering and shaking I thought my life was over. Burn marks lived on the surface of my skin buried around leaking red walls. Steam still sizzling on the electric wand that sat in the corner.
Spending what seems to be the end of my life in my cage with a Sadist pacing my apartment. I could hear my phone ringing off the hook i’m pretty sure it’s my job wondering why I haven’t showed up for work in two days. This had to be the longest days of my life, I started thinking about what I was going to do once or if I get out of this situation, if I get out of this situation The crack of dawn day three the cage door opens, I can hear a bowl of water slide in near my face. I dip my face in the bowl like a dog to get a couple sips of water. After that I passed out.
Drowning in the depths of my soul,
The last thing I could remember was licking out of a dog bowl,
Sinking deeper into this dark hole,
I know I’m going the right way because I don’t see the light,
God please don’t take me I’m not going out without a fight,
As my soul is trembling, my mind is rambling,
My spine is tightening, this shit is frightening,
Yet i’m confused because my draws are wet,
I’m loving the scent of this candle they set,
I tried to lose five pounds anyway by not eating yet,
The only thing I’m missing is how the sun sets,
Wondering if my Dom is horny yet,
It’s been three days locked in a cage,
Why hasn’t she come spank me yet?
I’m done waiting for someone to come to my rescue me,
I have to help myself not give up on me,
Damn I just remembered this person didn’t close the cage back,
Waking from this dark place I passed out from I squirm around to try and get out of the cage. I can’t tell if anyone is still here, but I will try my luck anyway. I squirm my way to the front door to find out the door was open. There this person was standing in the doorway. There was a creepy and gentle hum that came from this persons mouth, evil enough to send a chill up your spine. She unmasks me and asked me, “was that extreme enough for you?” Of course I had never been kidnapped before but there was a small part of me that had my mind wondering. She lit a candle so I couldn’t smell her perfume, she knew exactly where my cage and toys were, She knew my apartment number, she knew what time I would be home. She whispered in my ear, “ that was your punishment for avoiding me”, now eat and get some rest you have work to do. My mind went into a heated pool after what the fuck just happened.
I got stuck in a trans of all my actions, where I was, all my wants and needs. What this month has brought me and where I was before all of this happened. It was like a movie that was fast forwarding and rewinding back and forth. I finally took in a gasp of air after holding my breath for about a minute or so. My world finally began to slow down into reality. Before I could come to my senses I looked up and she was gone. Not even a shadow to wave goodbye to, only a mess to clean up In the middle of my apartment. I wiped the sweat and tears off my face and turned on the shower. My lesson for today was be careful what you ask for.
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