"What are you going to do?" I whispered eyes wide with fright as I looked over the tools on the tray. "Don't you worry dear all things shall come to pass soon enough." He answered with a smile, picking up a long hollowed needle, dragging it slowly across my neck. Breaking the silence he started to hum and grabbed the skin on my neck tightly with his fingers and turned lighting an Oil lamp and stuck the needle in the center of the flame till it turned an orangish white and shoved the needle thru the skin he was holding. Red hot searing pain spread thru my like nothing I had felt before, my voice cracked as I screamed the smell of singed flesh filled the room and the feeling of vomit came up into my throat. Tears wept down my face like a spring shower, small whimpers from my throat. Picking up one of the rings from the tray he slipped it thru the hole at the end of the needle and pulled the needle from my skin leaving the hoop inside, the cold delight of the metal soothed the pain that still remained. Knife play came next, cutting thru my skin like it was thin paper blood pouring down my already dirty and ripped dress, slowly trickling like small streams down my body to a pall on the floor.
"Now let's see…." He muttered thru his teeth, skirmishing thru the assortment of chains picking one up and hooking it to the ring in my neck and pulled, like a collar on a dog. Pulling on it slowly then more and more till the chains were taunt. Dropping the chain he placed his mouth on my chest and sucked up the blood that was beginning to coagulate, Going back to his toys His hand drifting to a nasty looking curved serrated blade, picking it up and sliced my wrists, I bit my lip hard as to not give him the pleasure of hearing me scream. My hands felt cold, as the warmth seemed to seep out with the blood, which even thro he had cut deep it had begun to heal and slow down eventually stopping. "You heal quite nicely, More so than the others." His hand waving to the dead women behind him "Now then.", He said unhooking my arms and legs. I fell forward hard onto the ground weak rattled with pain, he pulled my head up by the chain still connected "Let's go." He growled and pulled hard on the chain, gritting my teeth I stood up and limped forward, walking thru several hallways that seemed to never end with countless doorways that lead to more hallways.
It seemed like we had been walking for hours as He lead me to a large black door at the end of the hall, He opened it and pushed me inside my eyes glazed upon one of the most beautiful decorated rooms that I was ever seen, more so then a king's room. He pulled harshly at the chain and I retched forward falling to the floor in front of a large bed, grabbing a padlock he looped the chain around the post and locked it. He kneeled grabbing my face and stared into my eyes, I saw nothing in those icy blue eyes no feeling no emotion nothing. Releasing his grip on my chin he stood up still staring at me "Get up…" he said moving back a bit. I looked at him with confusion, fear and hatred "I said get up" "You will learn to obey childe," he hissed slapping my face hard. I stood slowly my head hung down looking at the floor I wanted to cry but nothing came out. His hand drifted down his chest unbuttoning his shirt, the cloth falling to the floor before me. I stared at it wondering what was to happen but deep inside Iknew…I just didn't want to accept it…denial kept me sane, I was going to live, What he was doing wasn't happening.