me to. His mocking grin curdled the fresh contents in my stomach. He turned to Maria. “Prepare her.”
My eyes widened. “What?” I turned to Maria, my eyes begging her for an explanation. “Prepare me for what?”
“Of course.” She spoke quietly but serenely.
He left us to it as Maria stood and walked towards me.
“What are we doing?”
She smiled softly and nodded her head as if to encourage me. “We need to prepare you for him.”
“Him?” What the hell? Who?
She sighed gently and held out her hand for me. “It’s time for you to be presented .”
Something told me, with the way she said the word and the way her eyes darkened, my presentation wasn’t going to be something quite as simple as a posh dress to welcome the queen in. Nor would it be as pleasant.
I HADN’T A CLUE WHO I was being presented to but he had to have a perversion because I was dressed in tiny jeans shorts that rode up my ass, a tee that barely covered my boobs with the slogan ‘Red Hot Chilli Peppers’ splashed across the front, the material just covering my ample chest. My hair had been braided into two side braids, and cowboy boots adorned my feet. I was completely free of make-up and feeling so sick to my stomach I could barely breathe.
“Ready?” Maria chirped as though she was dressing a daughter for her prom. Her over-eager smile showed too many teeth. I wanted to question her sanity, but who was I to question anyone I didn’t have a functioning memory of?
The door clicked open and the big man who had showered me in ice water approached. His eyes flicked over my attire briefly before his giant-sized palm wrapped around my upper arm. His hold was light but firm; he didn’t squeeze the flesh like the man in charge who tried to hypnotize me with his words and the intensity of his glare did.
I had no choice but to clumsily follow next to him. I could have been imagining the intake of breath he took as he leaned towards me, but I didn’t, he was smelling me, which made my insides tense and stir even more.
I didn’t understand the reasoning of my mind and body but when the man in charge did these things, he did frighten and repulse me but my body betrayed that and yearned for his touch. Yet this intrusion, the simple inhaling of my scent by this man had my body recoiling and my mind battering at my survival instincts to kick in and flee. This was the first time he had really shown me any attention apart from to give me orders and indifference which made him all the more frightening.
“Go inside,” he mumbled gently, shooing me forward towards a slightly open door. I was wary, my soft footfalls small and cautious. I felt his heavy palm on the bottom of my back, coaxing me forward.
I lifted my hand and slowly pushed the heavy steel door open further. The shadow crept across the white tiled floor, revealing more of the room to my view. My breathing divulged the truth of my nerves but I tried to hide them behind my stoic face.
The pressure on my back from the giant’s hand forced me to stumble into the room, its bright florescent light illuminating the space before me. There were three walls made from what looked like a mirrored glass, but maybe thicker. My eyes darted around, soaking in the scene laid out in front of me.
Dark penetrating eyes roamed over me as the man who confused all my senses sat at a large table set up in the center of the otherwise barren room. He was dressed in slacks and a blue shirt, his tie hanging loose like he had tugged on it at the end of a hard work day.
Heat burned bright in his eyes then simmered to anger, the furrowing of his brow confirming it as his eyes dragged over the length of me. “You’ve changed so much, but then not at all,” he murmured. The air was still but also charged like the calm, thick atmosphere before a storm.
I shuffled from one foot to the other, unsure of what was expected of me. The room had my brain scratching for memories it couldn’t reach. What was
My eyes widened. “What?” I turned to Maria, my eyes begging her for an explanation. “Prepare me for what?”
“Of course.” She spoke quietly but serenely.
He left us to it as Maria stood and walked towards me.
“What are we doing?”
She smiled softly and nodded her head as if to encourage me. “We need to prepare you for him.”
“Him?” What the hell? Who?
She sighed gently and held out her hand for me. “It’s time for you to be presented .”
Something told me, with the way she said the word and the way her eyes darkened, my presentation wasn’t going to be something quite as simple as a posh dress to welcome the queen in. Nor would it be as pleasant.
I HADN’T A CLUE WHO I was being presented to but he had to have a perversion because I was dressed in tiny jeans shorts that rode up my ass, a tee that barely covered my boobs with the slogan ‘Red Hot Chilli Peppers’ splashed across the front, the material just covering my ample chest. My hair had been braided into two side braids, and cowboy boots adorned my feet. I was completely free of make-up and feeling so sick to my stomach I could barely breathe.
“Ready?” Maria chirped as though she was dressing a daughter for her prom. Her over-eager smile showed too many teeth. I wanted to question her sanity, but who was I to question anyone I didn’t have a functioning memory of?
The door clicked open and the big man who had showered me in ice water approached. His eyes flicked over my attire briefly before his giant-sized palm wrapped around my upper arm. His hold was light but firm; he didn’t squeeze the flesh like the man in charge who tried to hypnotize me with his words and the intensity of his glare did.
I had no choice but to clumsily follow next to him. I could have been imagining the intake of breath he took as he leaned towards me, but I didn’t, he was smelling me, which made my insides tense and stir even more.
I didn’t understand the reasoning of my mind and body but when the man in charge did these things, he did frighten and repulse me but my body betrayed that and yearned for his touch. Yet this intrusion, the simple inhaling of my scent by this man had my body recoiling and my mind battering at my survival instincts to kick in and flee. This was the first time he had really shown me any attention apart from to give me orders and indifference which made him all the more frightening.
“Go inside,” he mumbled gently, shooing me forward towards a slightly open door. I was wary, my soft footfalls small and cautious. I felt his heavy palm on the bottom of my back, coaxing me forward.
I lifted my hand and slowly pushed the heavy steel door open further. The shadow crept across the white tiled floor, revealing more of the room to my view. My breathing divulged the truth of my nerves but I tried to hide them behind my stoic face.
The pressure on my back from the giant’s hand forced me to stumble into the room, its bright florescent light illuminating the space before me. There were three walls made from what looked like a mirrored glass, but maybe thicker. My eyes darted around, soaking in the scene laid out in front of me.
Dark penetrating eyes roamed over me as the man who confused all my senses sat at a large table set up in the center of the otherwise barren room. He was dressed in slacks and a blue shirt, his tie hanging loose like he had tugged on it at the end of a hard work day.
Heat burned bright in his eyes then simmered to anger, the furrowing of his brow confirming it as his eyes dragged over the length of me. “You’ve changed so much, but then not at all,” he murmured. The air was still but also charged like the calm, thick atmosphere before a storm.
I shuffled from one foot to the other, unsure of what was expected of me. The room had my brain scratching for memories it couldn’t reach. What was
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