I decided to redo this story as the grammar and story line were bugging me. So this is a remake of the original Pet and it's Master, and hopefully I can keep this one going. This story is going to include slavery, torture and abuse, and a little bit of sexual intimacy.
The world is cruel.
In this era, females are 'things' that lack importance.
Females are toys that fulfil a man's desire.
They are items that are stripped of their self-worth and placed up on a pedestal for show.
The only chance for these females to survive was by following this one rule; to obey every selfish, horrible and disgusting order from their self-centred masters.
Imagine that. Your whole life taken away from you. Having every last hope for humanity stripped away, leaving only darkness and sorrow. To be tortured, raped and dehumanised. To feel worthless and have every last ounce of happiness thrown away like trash.
The world is cruel.
~ Lucy ~ 4 years ago
The room was deteriorating. The walls and floor were swallowed in darkness, leaving the disturbing scent of burnt wood. Tiny rays of white light falling from the ceiling cracks providing little light. A young women, no older than 25, was leaning her fragile back against a damaged wall. Her dull, blonde hair stuck to her pale face, whilst her dress was a dirty white and hung loosely from her shoulders. Even in her distraught state, the women had a beautiful smile plastered to her face. She was staring down at her young daughter whom was snuggling into her lap, attempting to secure the warmth.
"Layla… are you awake?" A tall man stumbled in through the door, holding ripped plastic bags. He carefully strolled over to an old chair and placed the bags down, unpacking them onto a small side table.
"Jude," Layla sighed happily, carefully lifting her daughters head up and onto a dull pillow. She picked herself up, revealing her stick-like figure, and slowly limped towards her husband. "You've out done yourself once again".
The two stood in silence while they were unpacking the bags. There was a loaf of bread, butter, two large water bottles, fruit and vegetables, as well as medication. "How is Lucy? Is she still…" He drifted off, looking at the small figure huddling underneath the blankets.
Layla's face turned into a sad smile, as she opened up the water and took a small sip. "She isn't getting any better… she was sick twice today". She screwed the lid back on and took a deep breath. "Did you run into the other?"
"They were all taken… both the Strauss and the Scarlets" Jude whispered, clenching his fist harshly. Layla felt tears prickling in both eyes. Jude released his fist, and brought Layla into a tight hug.
"Why is Mama crying?" A voice perked up from behind the two. Both parents looked towards their daughter and smiled. Lucy lifted herself off the bed, rubbing her golden-brown eyes. Lucy was 12 years old, and had long blonde hair that reached to her mid-back.
"Mama is crying cause you're turning 12 today, isn't it exciting?" Lucy's eyes lit up. "Sit down and I'll make you you're favourite!" The little girl nodded and strolled over to her chair, picking up a small doll and hugging it tightly.
Layla turned around and took some ingredients from the table. She spread butter onto the bread and cut it up, then she placed lettuce and tomato into a small, cracked bowl. Lucy happily chomped on the stale bread and old vegetables.
After the family had ate, Lucy was tired once again and laid down on the mattress, hugging her precious doll. Layla sat next to her and sang her a happy birthday song in a soothing tone.
…
Jude quickly awoke to the sound of yelling men and barking dogs. He carefully got up, trying not to wake his wife and daughter. He walked over to a crack in the wall and felt his heart stop. The house was surrounded by men wearing black clothes with loaded guns. Jude rushed to Layla's side and shoved her awake. As soon as the barking got louder, Layla fully woke up- accidently waking Lucy as well. Layla was quick on her feet, she picked up Lucy and took her to a small cupboard. She opened the door and shoved Lucy inside. The young girl was scared and small tears started to from around her eyes.
"It's okay Lucy, Mama and Papa are just going to play a game of hide and seek. We will come and get you, and then we will go to sleep again!" Layla hushed, tears forming around her eyes. "No matter what, do not come out! Mama and Papa both love you!"
Layla carefully closed the cupboard door, leaving Lucy in pitch black. She cuddled her doll tighter and listened to the horrifying events play out. There were shrieking screams and loud gun shots. She could hear Jude shouting, and Layla screaming. Hot tears tickled down Lucy's cheeks.
Suddenly the screaming got quieter, and the gun shots stopped. "Check everywhere, there might be more!" An unfamiliar voice called. Items in the house were being smashed and out of nowhere, the cupboard flung open. Light flooded into Lucy's vision. A strong hand pulled her out of the cupboard, forcing her to drop her doll in a puddle of thick blood. The sight in the room caused all tears to stop. Everything stopped. Her father laid in his own pool of blood. Red substances soaking his head, chest and legs. He was dead. Lucy looked around for her mother, but she was no-where to be found.
The images played in her head on a never-ending loop, Lucy didn't even realise she had been thrown into a van until her head collided with a hard, metal wall. Her vision was blurry and all she wanted to do was sleep and wake-up from the horrifying nightmare.
So much for a 12 birthday.
~ Lucy ~ Now
Lucy looked at her nails as she sat in a small waiting room. She and 10 others were waiting to be called up for the auction. She could already hear whistling, bids and disgusting shouts. The girl currently being sold was Lisanna Straus. Lucy remembered how she would play with Lisanna after dark. They became good friends again after working for the same disgusting master together. Lucy could hear the countless bids getting higher.
"Now for this precious, blonde pet. It's such a lovely toy, and she isn't too bad on the eyes" Ivan cheered through the microphone. Lucy huffed in annoyance and groaned. She had learnt that the only way to get through was to block everything out, including her emotions.
Lucy lifted herself from the comfy chair, she caught a glimpse of herself in the mirror as she was walking to the stage. She was the spitting image of her mother except with more curves. Lucy was wearing a tight, black dress which barely allowed her to breathe; it was long-enough to just cover her but, but tight enough to make her chest pop more than it was supposed to. She wore knee high socks that were tainted read, and high black heels which were causing blisters. Her hair was dead straight and reached down to her hips. Instead of look 16, she had the appearance of an 18-year-old prostitute.
As the blonde walked onto stage, she heard cheering and wolf-whistles. Most of the men were looking at her chest or trying to take a peak underneath her dress. Disgusting. Lucy wished she hadn't been marked as the 'perfect' catch on in the auction, she wished she didn't have natural golden hair that was so rare to find, she wished she didn't have gorgeous chocolate eyes that stood out, and most of all, she wished she hadn't been blessed with this skilly body that was 'sexy'.
"Our pet here is 16 and can easily please anyone with that beautiful mouth of hers" Ivan smirked. Lucy had never done anything sexual or intimate with her masters, regardless of the torture, the humiliation and the beatings. This was why she was thrown from one master to another.
"1 million!" A man called out, eyes full of lust.
"2 Million!" Another one called.
"3 Million!" The prices continued to go up, after a while she just blanked them out and started at the floorboards in front of her.
"50 Million!" A man with long, black hair roared. All head, including Lucy turned to him. It wasn't just the offer that astounded her, it was the voice behind it. "I bid 50 million for the blonde". Lucy felt her stomach turn, that man… that man was the reason behind all the pain and torture.
"50 Million going once!"
Silence.
"Going Twice"
Silence.
"Sold!"
Lucy couldn't help but feel disgust for the man that bought her. She had blanked out for most of the ride, she didn't even care when she was shoved out of the car and onto the cold concrete. Lucy had heard about the Dragneel Family, they were the richest family in Fiore. Their family was the reason the slavery came in place all those years ago. Lucy snapped back to her senses when she was pulled to her feet.
"Lucy, correct?" A girl with short blue hair smiled and made her way into Lucy's vision. "My name is Levy, I'm guessing you're the new… y'know" Levy quickly held Lucy's hand and walked her to the front door.
As the two walked through the mansion, Lucy had time to take in the surroundings. She didn't care for the pretty ornaments, her eyes were darting around looking for weapons or suitable exits. Levy suddenly stopped in front of two grand staircases.
"Natsu!" A voice boomed, bring Lucy back from her thoughts. In front of her, were two large thrones. One of the chairs were occupied by the Dragneel that bought her earlier. He had long black hair that fell into his face, covering one eye. The other was crimson red. On a cushion beside him, was a young lady with long blue hair, she wore a long white dress and bulky collar around her neck. The same collar that all slaves wore.
"Acnologia" The older woman spoke quietly, looking towards the seated man who grunted in return. "I feel- I feel like Natsu shouldn't…" The room echoed with the sound of a slap. It all seemed to happen slowly.
"Shut up Grandeeney" His voice was calm but demanding. Grandeeney quickly held her throbbing cheek and turned towards the ground. Lucy felt her teeth grind against each other and clenched her fist.
"Yes Father?" A young man walked out from a closed room. The first thing Lucy noticed was the pink hair that spiked out in different directions. Then there were his eyes; his onyx eyes portrayed an cold vibe. Brown eyes locked with black. Lucy quickly adverted her eyes and stared in the opposite direction.
"The blond is your new pet, take it to the room, chuck a collar on it and do what you want" Acnologia smirked, before shooing Natsu away. Natsu only nodded an gestured for Lucy to follow him. Hesitantly she did. The two teenagers walked in silence, Nastu was roughly a metre ahead of her and she was glaring daggers at the back of his head. They soon came to a stop, Natsu calmly opened a door and Lucy followed behind him. Lucy made her way to the opposite side of the room, carefully watching as Natsu lean against the door.
"So… you're the new chick Acnologia bought me, eh?" He questioned, looking the blonde from head to toe. Lucy stayed silent, continuing to glare at her new master. "Quit the glares, I own you" The man smirked at Lucy.
"So what? You think I'm going to just sit here and listen to all your commands? Pinky?!" Lucy spat, venom dripping from every word.
"Oh, I think you will. After all…" He pushed himself off the wall and walked towards her. He was quite tall compared to her and it was slightly intimidating Lucy. Natsu forcefully grabbed her chin and forced her to look at him. Lucy continued to glare. "I can do whatever I want to you" Lucy slapped his hand and moved away. "By the way, my hair isn't pink, It's Salmon!" He grumbled.
"It's pink" she mumbled back, looking away from him.
Lucy was stuck with yet another idiot.
Well there you have it. Hope you enjoy and will post the next chapter soon!