Slave

AN: these are my original characters please DO NOT take and use them in your own story with out my permission! Also DO NOT flame me for my story! I warned you all that it was GRAPHIC! Continue reading at your OWN risk!
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Chapter One
The Abduction

She sat in her dark bedroom listening to the raindrops beat against her window, her occasional sobs were the only thing breaking the dreary silence. She often sat in the dark and cried; occasionally a mysterious cut or a scar or two would appear on her arms and legs. It wasn’t like anyone noticed. She was often amazed at how depressed she became when reflecting on her life. Then again, she did have good things to think a bout; she had just graduated from high school about a week ago, valedictorian of her class; she had great friends and a great family, despite how distant she felt around them. Still lost in thought, Cassandra heard the sound of the front door slam along with heavy footsteps. Her father, the one person that could make her reconsider the love she had for her family, a heavy gambler and alcoholic that despised her, as she was told many times, and he wasn’t afraid to show it. It was well known that her father was never anxious about having children, he was especially upset when it came that he had a daughter instead of a son. It was very seldom that he said he loved her and she believed it, but when those rare times did come, it did make her feel better. Stirring from her thoughts, Cassandra heard the arguing of her mother and father die-down as she drifted off to sleep. Several hours later Cassandra was awoken by the most unusual sound. Sitting up in her bed, she looked around only to find everything untouched and seemingly normal. Suddenly, her door burst open and before she realized what was going on, her hands had been tied together along with her ankles. She screamed trying to draw attention to her parents or someone to help her only to have her mouth gagged and a hard smack across her face. Sobbing, Cassandra could feel the tears stream down her face as she watched the intruder move swiftly around her room stuffing a great deal of her belongings into a duffel bag. Once the man was finished collecting her belongings he hurriedly picked her up and threw her and the bag over his shoulders and took off out of the house, shoving her into a car. In his haste he hit her head on the side of the car, causing her to black out.

When Cassandra woke up drowsy in the passenger side of the car, her mouth was no longer gagged, but her wrists and ankles were still bound together. She shifted slightly, raising her writs to wipe her eyes, the sleep still wearing off. As she did so realization dawned on her, she had been kidnapped. She turned, scared, to face her kidnapper. He had dark black hair and seemed to be in his late thirties, possibly early forties. “So, you’re finally awake.” He said in a gruff voice glancing over at her then turned back to the road. Cassandra however, sat still looking at him, scared to speak. She knew nothing about this guy. For all she knew, he could be waiting for any excuse to kill her. No, if he had wanted her dead, she would’ve been so by now. “Who are you? And why and where are you taking me?” she asked meekly. A million questions ran through Cassandra’s mind and before she could stop herself the words were spilling from her mouth. “Who I am is of no concern to you.” The man said shortly, barely getting the words out of his mouth before the wench started spouting a million questions and seemed she could not close her mouth. "What do you mean its no concern to me? You just kidnapped me and you don’t think that knowing who the hell you are is any of my concern?" she shot without waiting for a response. When one wasn't given, Cassandra sat still and turned to face the passenger side window. She didn’t know where she was and the roads around her didn’t seem familiar at all. “You’re a little bold for an 18 year old aren’t you?” he asked, not looking at her. Cassandra turned to look at him quick. “How do you know my age?” “Another thing you need not worry about.” He smirked. “And where are-“Cassandra started to say before he kidnapper finished talking for her. “Where are we?” he finished for her sounding slightly annoyed with her at this point. “Another thing you don’t need to worry about. And stop asking so many questions.”

Cassandra quickly closed her mouth and stared out the window. She sighed lightly. The man glanced over to her every couple of minutes before smiling evilly. He pulled the car over to an empty well-wooded area off the side of the road. “Come here girl,” he said gruffly half dragging her out of the car. “Why are we stopping?” Cassandra asked uneasily. “We’re stopping because it’s the only stop we’re making before we get to where we’re going.” He pulled her over to a dense area “Here. If you have to, I suggest you go.” he said turning his back to her. Cassandra hesitated a moment but decided it was safe and did not wish to upset him any further. The man smiled, his rotten yellow teeth showing, as soon as Cassandra got situated he moved behind her and held a chloroformed rag over her mouth and nose causing her to pass out cold. He laughed and collected her from the ground and loaded her into the car.


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AN: So what do you all think so far? I know it barely covers anything and it really is only setting the scene. I promise more will come. I like to receive information from fellow writers so I know if my story is worth continuing. So leave your comments and I promise more will come!