He was wrong, I'm not perfect and I never will be! He must be hating me right now! He didn't even say goodbye!
After I finished crying my eyes out, I went downstairs to take some advil for my headache. It was like the guards could sense that I had angered my Master, they spit at me, shoved me around, called me a whore and a waste of space.
I went into the kitchen, grabbing some advil and a grocery bag and filling it with a weeks worth of food and water bottles before taking it back upstairs.
I didn't want to leave Master's room and get beat up by the guards again so I'll just stay in his room until he gets back.
I shivered at the thought. What will he do to me when he gets back? I shivered again, it's getting cold up here in the mountains.
Later that day...
I went into the basement and got a few things for Master; a flogger, a gag,handcuffs, some various knives and daggers, a cock ring, a vibrator, etc.
I cut my wrists that night, and the night after that, and the night after that. I didn't eat much and gave most of my food to the kittens.
"Perry, Solomon," I called, "I'm not hungry, you can have mine," I handed my plate to them.
My ribs were starting to stick out and my cheeks were hollow and sunken in.
I would beat myself with the flogger a lot, leaving long red welts up and down my back. Maybe if I was already beaten by the time Master got home I would be prepared for his punishment.
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RomanceI was born a slave. I was bought before I was even born. I have no last name, only a first and middle. I was designed to be a certain way; my genes, hair color, eye color, skin tone, voice, everything was picked for me. I was handpicked by one of th...
