Once again the whip lashes her some-what bare back, the fifth time with week. If it happens much more she could be severally injured.
" do you plan on disrespecting me again?" the tall masked man asks gripping the girls hair in his black metal glove, causing her to dangle in the air.
"n-no S-Sl-Slade....I will tr-treat you with the h-highest resp-spect" she answers as she was told to so many times before.
" You have disrespected me before...I am warning you... you punishment can and will get worse" he says unhanding her hair and letting her ever so weak body fall to the hard, cold floor, then walking out of the room as if nothing ever happened.
"you should really think twice before you try to rebel" that little voice in her head reminded her.
"as much as I hate to say it... your right" the lonely girl answers herself and tries to stand up. She's been serving Slade for so long, the only real friend she had at this point was herself. Slowly but surely, she was going insane, day by day, minute by minute, and punishment by punishment.
Collecting herself and regaining the strength to stand, she takes a few step forward.
"hurts doesn't it, well start thinking you dumb ass"
" I know, I know" she answers as she tries taking a few more steps. Her eye start to tear up, as they always to after her punishment, then seconds later she collapses to the floor.
" get up, you can't lay there...you have work to do...unless you want another punishment, remember he said they're going to get worse"
" I know what he said...but, I-I can't move" she tears up as she lies there on the floor, bleeding, sweating, tired. Moments later she found herself asleep, the pain to much to bare, her body shut down for the night.
"that worthless little brat!" Slade snaps walking back into the punishment room, as he liked to call it. He sets his sight to a gaze as he looks over the room to find her laying on the floor.
"how many times do I have to tell her... very disobedient" he walks up to her lifeless body and examines the wounds on her back, stomach, legs, and around her waist.
"hello, what's this?" he says catching site of her wrists bruised, cut, and scarred, " now where did this come from?"
He lifts her arm and takes a closer look at the marks "how strange" he says to himself as he glides his finger across the scars, making the poor girl shutter.
"perhaps I've worked her too hard" he says dropping her arm and lifting her body off the ground, carrying her to the little closet of a room, he gave her.
The next morning the poor girl wakes up to alarms ringing threw out the building.
"get up" Slade says opening the door and throwing a box on her bed, get dressed, and meet me in the kitchen" he commands and walks away shutting the door behind him, hard.
She looks at the box sitting at the end of her bed and crawls toward it, " I have my uniform and armor, why did you give me this?"
"maybe he's got other plans today... just get dressed before you get in trouble for being later"
"yeah, good point" she say as she takes the black lid off the orange box. "what is this?!"she asks herself as she lays out the outfit.
"ha, sucks to be you, oh wait...I am you, Damn it!"
" I am not wearing this!" she says as she picks up the fish net stockings.
"alright then, let's see...well you could always go in your underwear..."
"I'm not doing that either!" she screams in a panic then lets out a large sigh, " this damn man!"
"yeah, well, don't keep your master waiting."
"ugh" she complains as she slips on the thigh high stockings and taking a look in the mirror," these stockings are kinda cute. Hmm, what else is in here?"
she walks over to the funny colored box and pulls out a small white apron, a rather short, black, frilly mini skirt, and a strapless, black tank top laced up with silver string on either side,"i can't believe I have to wear this!"
"just hurry up already, he's waiting"
she slides on the mini skirt that ended up sitting a mere two inches below her belly button, "ew, why is this so low?"
"hurry up, your so fucking slow!"
"sorry" she says to herself grabbing the laced up top and sliding it on over her head and arms. Pulling it down to wear it seemed to rest on her as a belly shirt showing off her bra straps, "I'm hating this outfit more and more by the minute."
she picks up the apron and holds it up to the outfit, seeing it doesn't match, she throws it aside and slides on a pair of black leather high heels.
"wow, we look...um.... well we look like a complete skank!"
"you say it as if you're proud" she continues to talk to herself, as she examines the outfit in the mirror, "well it could be worse."
"hello?! Why in hell would you say that, now it's going to get worse!"
"please, I'm working for Slade, it doesn't GET worse" she says walking towards the door and out into a large,empty room.