Slave Manor-Chapter Twentynine

Master didn’t visit me in the next few weeks. The window was locked and I was left in my room. Helen had told me Master didn’t want me leaving the room until I was completely healed; but as I looked at my back in the mirror I could see the scars that would stay with me forever. I may get back to full health once more, but my body would tell the story of the punishments I had suffered.
I spent most of the time reading my books from school and writing notes on my subjects. I couldn’t go into school like this but I refused to fall behind on my work as I loved it so much. But as I scribbled down things on my flash cards, I couldn’t help but think of Hunter.
I kept asking Helen whether or not she’d heard anything about Hunter, if he was alive or not. She was forbidden to tell me anything. Master had given an order to all my sisters...and I was left with a dark ignorance. I didn’t know anything about the outside world, or anything about how the others masters were accepting him. For all I knew he could be dead and Master the ruler of the city once more.
But I couldn’t think like that...or else I’d end up losing my will to live.
I was sat crossed legged on my bed with my biology text book open in front of me, biting the end of a pencil when Helen came in. It was a Saturday and the busiest day for Master’s slaves. She was stripping as she came in, flushed in the face as she said, “if Master doesn’t give me longer to get changed in between his guests I’m going to end up hurting myself.”
I smiled, “why would Master make it easy for us?”
Helen chuckled, stripping off a seemingly normal leather outfit and searching through our shared cupboard, “do you mind if I borrow your school girl outfit? One of Master’s friends from out of town has a taste for it.”
I nodded, “of course.”
“Thank you,” she smiled and started to get changed. I climbed off the bed, my body barely aching now as most of my wounds were healed. I walked over to her in my oversized t-shirt and helped her into her outfit. We both giggled as we rushed against the clock and she almost fell over...but eventually she was dressed and she grinned at me, “you’re a star.” She kissed me on the lips and ran out, shouting, “don’t work too hard! It is Saturday!”
“I won’t!”
The door shut and I stared at it for a moment, my smile fading. Life seemed to be normal for all the other girls in the house, all apart from me. I walked back over to my bed, shutting the text book. They all knew about my deviation...my ‘other master’. Rachel and a few others had sympathised but had also frowned upon it. I knew a few of them believed I deserved the punishment Master had given me...but that I didn’t understand. No one ever deserved to be punished as harshly as I had been...or did they? Did I deserve that punishment? Was what I’d done really that bad?
My eyes flickered up as the door opened. I expected to see Helen walking through the door but I blinked in surprise as I saw who it was.
“Master,” I bowed my head instantly in respect, my body tensing at the surprise visit.
“Relax Naomi,” I couldn’t relax, but I looked up at the handsome man. He walked over to me, his face an expression of concern, “how are you?”
I didn’t know how to answer that, his concern confusing me, “I’m OK thank you Master.”
He stopped next to my bed, looking at my text book, “studying on a Saturday night pet?”
“You know me Master...” I whispered. Disgust built up inside of me...but not disgust of him but of myself. I wanted him to take me into his arms and comfort me, to tell me he forgave me. I craved his forgiveness and his affection. What was wrong with me? This man had ruined my life and yet I was still under his spell.
He smiled and sat down opposite me, “I know.” He reached up and stroked his hand across my cheek, and only then did I relax, looking up into his eyes. Tears rose to my own but I forced them down. “It’s OK pet...I forgive you.”
A small sob escaped my lips and I let the tears go as he brought me into his arms, “thank you Master.”
His hands stroked through my hair and I listened to his steady heart beat as he whispered, “please never make me have to punish you like that again, my sweet pet.” He kissed my forehead, “never betray me like that again.”
“Master,” that one word that left my lips was of total agreement. In that moment I didn’t want anything else but his forgiveness and his affection...Hunter was banished from my mind by the power of Master’s spell. I was still his...and I couldn’t fight it.
He pulled away from me, “I have a busy night tonight pet but tomorrow you and I will go to the art gallery in the city.”
I didn’t stop the smile that stretched across my lips, “really Master?”
“I’ve missed you.”
I smiled and looked down, blushing, “thank you Master.”
“Rest tonight Naomi...I will come for you tomorrow morning.” He leant forwards and kissed me on the forehead before standing up and leaving. I watched as he shut the door behind him and something inside of me ached, and my mind span.
How did he have that effect on me? I hated him...and yet I needed him. I was looking forwards to going to the art gallery with him tomorrow as it would just be me and him, even though I knew this was the man who’d tortured and raped me.
My smile faded and I shut my eyes, I really needed rescuing from him...this devil...I was a lost soul, confused and easily seduced by his charming smiles and caring words, even though I knew deep evil lurked within.
“Hunter,” I whispered and hugged my stomach, “oh Hunter...rescue me from myself.”