The next morning I woke up still on top of Fun Ghoul, he was playing with my hair. I lifted my head and smiled at him. I leaned forward to kiss him but he turned his head. "Good morning… I still don't know what I'm supposed to call you."

I smiled and backed off, he looked back at me. "I said, everybody calls me baby or bitch."

He laughed. "I can't you either of those." He paused. "What if I call you Red?"

I smiled. "I like that." I sat up on top of him and grabbed my water off the side table. Taking a drink.

He looked down for a second. "Fuck, you've gotta put on some clothes. Your dick is all over my clothes."

I looked down and laughed. "What did you expect? Pulling my naked ass on top of you? Did you forget I have a dick?"

He just stared at me. "Fucking get dressed."

I leaned over him, propping my hands on either side of his head. "Only if you kiss me."

He rolled his eyes, propping on his elbows to kiss me. It was really brief. "Okay, get off. I'm starving."

I got off of him, satisfied. "I have a little kitchen, I hardly have anything though. Is a pop tart okay?"

He nodded, sitting up and stretching. "Yeah, do you mind if I use your bathroom?"

"Of course not." I put on a pair of shorts and a tank top. I walked to the door to the kitchen, swinging it open and going in. "As long as you don't drink it up."

He laughed and I heard the bathroom door close. I got a box of brown sugar Pop tarts out of the cabinet and got a packet out. I scarfed most of it down and went over to my espresso machine, shoving a mug under it and hitting start.

I stared down at it and finished my Pop tart. Fun Ghoul walked into kitchen and I pointed to the other Pop tart in the packet on the counter. "You can have my other one."

He walked over and grabbed it out, taking a big bite out of it. He leaned back on the counter and stared at me. "Are you gonna unlock the door and let me go?"

I sighed, my coffee was done. I hopped up on the counter and sipped it. "Do I have to? You could have coffee with me."

He shook his head. "I'll just have tea later. I really need to go Red, you've held me up for almost 12 hours now."

I shrugged. "Nobody told you that you couldn't unlock the door and leave."

He threw his hands up. "I don't know where the key card is."

I smiled. "Did you check between your ass cheeks?" I watched him give me a weird look, I laughed. "I'm kidding, it's under my dildos in the second drawer."

He laughed too. "I'm not touching your dildos."

I took another drink of my coffee. "Then I guess your stuck here with me. And I still haven't gotten to gag on your dick."

He left the kitchen, I heard a crash, I went into the other room and saw that he'd taken the second drawer out and strewn its contents on the floor. He shook his head looking down at them. "That's a lot of dildos."

I smiled. "I know, it's impressive. Which do you think is my favorite?"

He shook his head at me, looking at the dildos.

I pointed to a huge blue one. "That's my favorite."

He wasn't amused."Where's the key card?"

I smiled. "Not in the drawer."

He frowned. "Asshole, please just let me out."

I walked over to my dresser and opened the top drawer. I pushed my underwear to the side and gave him the little white card.

He took it from me and walked over to the door, sliding it in and opening the door. I walked over to him. "Hey, I'm sorry. I just really don't want you to leave. But I get it."

He shrugged. "It's fine, see you next time." Be have me the sweetest and and kissed me on the cheek, giving me my card back. He walked out the door, I watched him go down the hall. He stepped into the elevator and pressed a button, waiting for it to open. He got in and stared at the floor, a very serious look on his face as the doors closed.

I went back into my room and closed the door. I felt like crying, I just wanted him to stay forever.

I pressed my forehead to the door and held back tears that threatened to fall. I went back to the kitchen and sat on the counter again, drinking my coffee. Before I could even finish my coffee I heard a knock at the door. I rolled my eyes, sipping my coffee and wanting very badly wanting to ignore it.

I should have just snuck out with him. Then I wouldn't be ignoring somebody I will eventually have to let in, let fuck me, beat me, or choke me. Maybe even all of the above. The banging happened again. I sat my coffee down, I hopped off the counter and went straight to the door. I slipped in the key card and I opened the door to see it was just Korse.

I opened the door for him and walked back into the kitchen, grabbing my coffee again. I went to the other side of the room to the table at the window and sat on a stool with my back to the door.

"Why'd you run off?" I heard him call from the other room, I could hear his shoes clicking on the tiles as he entered the kitchen.

I held up my mug, turning my head to look at him for a second. I could hear him getting closer, then he stopped behind me. He put a hand on my shoulder and rubbed, I stiffened at his touch. I really didn't want to be with him right now, not after what I heard from Fun Ghoul. He immediately stopped, walking around the table and sat in one of the other stools.

I looked over at him from the window, the sky was so pale. The city looked bleak and sad. I felt like a rock was sitting in my stomach. "What's wrong baby?" Korse asked in his sickly soft voice he reserved for times he knew I was pissed.

I shrugged, taking another drink of my coffee, it was the last little bit, almost completely frothy milk. "I don't know. Do I need an upgrade or something? I don't feel right."

He raised his eyebrows for a second, looking genuinely concerned. "No, you shouldn't need anything like that. What do you mean by weird? Did somebody hurt you?"

I shook my head. "No, nothing like that. I feel kind of empty inside, like I'm missing something."

He scanned my face, reaching out to grab my hand, I took it. "I don't know how I can help you with that. Do you want to cuddle?"

I shook my head. "Not really, I just want to be alone."

He nodded, running his tongue over his top lip like he does when he's nervous. "I really want to help you baby, I'm worried about you." He paused. "Did you have any weird clients last night?"

My spine felt like ice was pressed to it, he's referring to catching me with Fun Ghoul. I shook my head. "No, not really."

He narrowed his eyes. "Really? No weird requests? Like piss?"

I shook my head. "No, just a lot of blowjobs." I saw his eyes scanned my body. "Why do you ask?"

He shrugged. "It's nothing, when I walked in on you last night I thought I recognized the person. You were with."

I pushed my mug forward. "Yeah, he was fucking hot."

Korse quickly looked at me, an angry expression on his face for a moment. He cleared his throat and immediately composed himself. "I couldn't see very well. It was too dark."

I nodded. "Trust me." He started to look mad again. "Well, I have to have good taste. I think you're fucking hot."

He nodded. "You've got a point there."

I yawned and stretched my arms over my head. "So, what did you want me to do today?"

He laced his fingers on the table. "Well, I was gonna see about getting a blowjob. But since you were stuck doing them all night, I don't really want to make you."

I shrugged. "I like doing it, you want to go back to the living room, or?"

He shook his head, shifting to face sideways on the stool. I got on my knees in front of him, helping him get his dick out. I placed my hands on his thighs. I don't know what's gotten into me, normally I'd be dying to suck his dick. But I really didn't want to.

I pushed all thoughts from my mind and gave him a smile, trying to produce lots of saliva. When my mouth was wet I licked a stripe up the underside of his dick, he was pretty much all the way hard. I put my lips around the head and was working my way further into my mouth, trying to completely soak his dick so I wouldn't have a sore throat afterwards.

When I had him halfway in he tangled his fingers into my hair, standing up and ramming the rest of the way in, he pushed into my throat so hard I choked. He just kept thrusting, not pulling out at all. I fought to move him out a little to get some air. I looked up at him, my eyes stung and started watering, he was smiling down at me.

He forced me further, I couldn't breathe,my forehead was pressed to his stomach. I felt my throat contracting, my vision went fuzzy and I couldn't hear anymore. I patted his thigh, I suddenly felt hot semen going down my throat, seeping out of my nose and around his cock down my chin. He finally let go, I fell back, choking on spit and cum.

"The fuck was that for?" I managed to say between breaths, I could feel it dripping down my face and neck. Tears now freely fell. "I thought you wanted me to suck it, not fucking suffocate me with it."

He laughed, walking over to me, wiping his dick off on my hair, shoving me over. "That's what you get for looking at other men. You know, there for a second I thought you weren't just a slut. But you are, you're just a fucktoy. Do you understand who you belong to?"

I nodded, managing to sit up again. "Say it!" He snapped.

"I belong to you!" I yelled back.

He sat back on the stool. "Good, now bend over the table. If you push any of the cum out on the floor, you have to lick it up."

I nodded. "Yes master." I wanted to cry, he's such an asshole. I bent over the table and he proceeded to fuck me for what felt like forever before he came inside me. I didn't really enjoy it. I made sure none of it got on the floor, I stood up and was about to leave the kitchen. He grabbed me from behind.

"Did I say you could leave? Where are you going?"

I motioned to my face. "I'm trying to clean you off my face, and I need to blow my nose."

He nodded and let me go, I went into the other room closing myself into the bathroom and locking the door. I sat in the floor and cried. I cried like I hadn't cried in years. I wanted Ghoul, I wanted to make Korse choke on my dick until he passed out. I wanted to hurt him and have him love me so much it killed him. Then he'd see how it feels.

I could hear banging on the door. "Baby, come out."

"No!" I shouted back. "I have to shit. Leave me alone."

He stopped knocking. "I can see your shadow under the door. Just come out."

I stood and flipped the door off, I walked over to the sink, and washed my face. I blew my nose and opened the bathroom door. He was waiting right outside the door.

"What's wrong with you?"

I stepped out, clearing my throat. It hurt to swallow. "That's what I was trying to ask you. I just want to be like the other droids. I don't want to feel anymore."

He walked over to me, I shrunk back from him. He pulled me to his chest, his smell was no longer sweet. He was nothing but a symbol of pain and fear for me. I really did use to love him, he taught me everything I know. But he just isn't who he used to be. He use to kiss me when he saw me, I just wanted that back.

Maybe Ghoul was all the way right. He can't love me, even Ghoul who hardly knows me would never do that to me

He's never treated me like shit, I trust him more than Korse at this point.

"I love you baby."

I laughed into his chest, pushing him away. He let go and looked like he would hit me, I wasn't gonna let him see me scared. "I'd like you a lot more if you'd treat me better. Get the fuck out, I don't want to see you. The money I made this week is in my underwear drawer, take your cut and get the fuck away from me."

He laughed. "You don't mean that." He walked up to me, I backed away. Slamming the bathroom door in his face. I looked around the room, he was banging on the door. I saw the little window at the top of the wall. I stood on the edge of the bathtub and looked out of it, gripping for some kind of ledge to open it. It wouldn't move, there was no way to open it. I grabbed a shampoo bottle and hit the window as hard as I could.

My feet slipped out from under me, my back but the tub edge. I couldn't breathe, Korse busted into the room and looked down at me.

Everything seemed to play in slow motion, he reached for my hand I saw that glass shards stuck into my arm and hand. Bright red liquid seeped from my skin.

"Fucking shit! What did you do?" He demanded, my eyes went all fuzzy, black around the edges. My head fell sideways and I was out.

Bright white lights blinded me, I passed out again. I woke up to someone in white clothing messing with my arm. "The Droid is waking up!" They shouted. Somebody else walked up and put something on my mouth, everything went black.

The next time I woke up I was in my room, in bed. I turned over to go to sleep again, my arm felt like it was on fire. I looked down at it and it was all wrapped up. I winced, sitting up. My head was spinning. I looked around the room, but my vision was so blurry. Nobody appeared to be in the room with me, my throat hurt and my body ached. I saw that I was in loose pajamas that weren't mine. I needed to pee so bad. I got out of bed and slowly walked across the room. I had to hold onto everything I passed for support. I went into the bathroom, took a piss and the lack of light caught my eye. My window wasn't there. I turned to look better, it was just gone.

I went back to the living room and saw that my big windows were gone too. My entire world was closing in, I ran to the wall where the window used to be. Feeling all around. Fuck. That's not cool. I was in prison, this was prison. A sob was riding in my throat. That was my only connection to the outside. I walked over to my drawer where my key card normally is. I searched all my drawers, nothing but dildos.

I looked over at the door, a little screen was where the handle used to be. Why would he change the lock?

I walked over to the door and banged on it. "Let me the fuck out of here Korse!" I paused, pressing my ear to the door. "You can't do this to me!" I banged on the door more. "I will tear my fucking throat out, I swear to shit I will!" I screamed, I went into the kitchen and opened the drawer. No knives, not even forks, just spoons.

I slammed the drawer and got into the cabinet, I grabbed one of my cups and slammed it on the floor, it didn't break. It was made of clear plastic. My vision went fuzzy and I fell to the floor, I dragged myself back up and went into the living room.

I placed the room for a while before flipping on the TV, I sat down in front of it. "In other news, we believe that Fun Ghoul, one of the Killjoy's has resurfaced on Battery City."

"Oh fuck!" I yelled when they showed his sexy face on the TV. "I love you." I said at his picture. I turned the TV up.

"Better Living Industries will pay a million credits to anyone who can bring him in dead. And two million credits to anybody who can bring him in alive. The S/C/A/R/E/C/R/O/W unit is on it, but they aren't having much luck finding him. If you, or someone you know has seen him, we would encourage you to report to Better Living Industries immediately."

Killjoy. Why is that familiar? "Killjoy." I said out loud, the second I said it I passed out.