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"David, please. I've never done this before."
    He glanced up at me and smiled. "You mean you're a virgin?"
    "Yes. So please just let me go. I won't say anything."
    He ignored me and shoved his finger inside of me. I screamed.
    "Mmm, so tight," he muttered. He pulled his finger out of me and licked it. "So sweet too. Just like I knew you'd be."
    The alcohol mixed with whatever he had drugged me with churned in my stomach. I willed myself not to throw up. "Let me go," I sobbed. "I promise I won't tell anyone."
    He shook his head. "You know I can't do that."
    "Let me go!" I screamed, thrashing furiously. "Fuck you!" I brought up my knees and kicked him hard in the chest. He grunted and fell backwards off the bed. I pulled desperately at the rope that tired my hands to the metal bed post. He quickly got back up and stalked over to the side of the bed. "You ungrateful bitch!" He screamed, slapping me hard in the face. I stopped struggling and sobbed quietly. Mr. Hayes stared down at me, expressionless. I almost wished he was angry again. The empty look on his eyes was chilling.
    Finally he sighed. "Look Jadia, I don't want to hurt you. I love you. But you can't disrespect me in my own house. You're mine now. This will be a lot easier on both of us if you just do as you're told."
    You're mine now.
    With those three words, all my hope of him letting me go disappeared. He was never going to let me go.
    He kissed my forehead. "I know you had a bad night. Just try to get some sleep and we'll talk in the morning. Goodnight, princess." Hearing this monster use my dad's nickname for me brought on a fresh wave of tears. I struggled with the ropes until my wrists were raw. Realizing that my efforts were useless, I cried myself into a fitful sleep.

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    I woke up the next morning with a pounding headache. Last night came rushing back to me and I gasped, trying to sit up.
    Oh, yeah. The ropes.
    I looked next to me and Mr. Hayes was gone. I thought he had gone to school, which would give me some time to figure out my escape. With a sinking feeling I realized it was Saturday. I looked around the room. There was practically no furniture in here. There was one small window that had bars on it. It looked like a window in a prison. My eyes filled with tears. This was my prison. Just then the bedroom door opened and David strolled in carrying a tray.
    "Good morning, princess. Are you hungry?" I just stared at him. I wanted to scream at him to stop calling me princess, but I decided to keep my mouth shut. Getting him angry wouldn't help me at all. "Well, I made breakfast." He continued. "Eggs, bacon, toast and orange juice." He set the tray down on his dresser and walked over to me. I cringed away from him. "I'm going to unite you now. You have to promise not to try anything. If you do, I'll be forced to keep you tied up all the time. I really don't want to do that. I want you to be happy here. Ok?" I nodded. A surge of hope flowed through me. If I was untied I was sure to find a way out of here. David untied the ropes and immediately I brought my arms down. "Fuck!" I screamed. It felt like my arms were being ripped out of their sockets. David chucked. "I'm sorry, princess. I should have warned you. Your muscles are used to being in that position. Here, let me help you." He gently brought my arms down and massaged my shoulders and upper arms. As much as I didn't want him touching me, the relief my muscles felt was worth having to endure his touch. "Better?" He asked. I nodded. "A little."
    I sat up and he brought the tray over to me. "Here. Eat up." A plastic fork. I had been hoping to have something I could use as a weapon. I started at the food in front of me and my stomach churned. David glared at me. "I said eat."
    "I don't feel good," I whispered, pushing the food away.
    "Yeah, well, that's what happens when you drink," he snapped. "Eat the god damn food."
    I picked up a piece of toast and nibbled on it. I really wanted