Note:This chapter will be a bit dark and have brief nudity but nothing graphic or sexual. There is also mention of being bound, but again not in a sexual way or for sexual purposes. There will also being swearing. I don't condone abuse in any way. This is just a fictional story. If things like this upset you, you may want to skip this chapter. That being said, I hope you like the chapter.
I didn't say a word as Frank carried me upstairs. All I could do was hang my head down. How could I be so stupid to think that escaping from this place would be as easy as walking out the door? I should've known better. I should've taken the time to think things through. I should've known Frank would be waiting for me to try my escape. I honestly didn't think about it. I hadn't seen Frank since yesterday morning, so I thought he was either in the lab or sleeping with Rocky. How was I to know he would be waiting for me? It's almost as if he knew I would try and escape and was one step ahead of me. I noticed as we passed the girls' room Magenta and Columbia were nowhere in sight. They probably knew Frank caught me and were staying out of sight. I couldn't blame them, the last thing I would want is for them to get in trouble. We came to a large bedroom with a large king size Bed. It appeared to have purple satin sheets, with the letter F on the pillowcases. A horrifying thought struck me. It occurred to be that we were now in Frank's room. Or this could've been one of his spare bedrooms he used to sleep with guests. If that's the case, it would explain why Rocky isn't here. How many bedrooms does one man need? He sat me on the bed. I saw a master bath to my left. It was really nice and spacious. I've got to hand it to Frank. He may be a sex-crazed asshole, but he certainly knows his stuff when it comes to elegance. I imagine being a prince has something to do with it. No matter how elegant the room is, it still didn't change the fact that I was far from happy to be alone with him.
Frank went into the bathroom and ran the bath water. Already I didn't like where this was going. I was becoming anxious. After a few minutes, Frank turned off the water and came back. "Right then, my little dove. Off with the clothes, and into the bath you go." I looked around to see if someone might come in and try to put a stop to this, but to my dismay, I didn't see anyone. To make things worse, Frank wasn't leaving. "Shouldn't you be leaving? I can bathe myself." Frank gave me a very unnerving grin. "Nonsense. You're hurt, and I have no intention of leaving you by yourself to risk causing yourself more harm. I have no problem watching over you to make sure everything goes smoothly." Is he serious?! He wants me to undress in front of him and watch me bathe?! That's insane! He knows damn well I'm more than capable of managing on my own. He's just making up excuses so he can see me naked and be a pervert! This isn't about my safety or well-being. This is about making me feel humiliated. He knows I don't want to sleep with him, and likely also knows I don't want to go along with something like this. Asshole. I took in a shaky breathe. "No, Frank. Please, not this..." "Take off your clothes, get in there and bathe, or I'll remove your clothes, drag you in there and bathe you myself. It's up to you. I trust you'll make the wiser decision." There really wasn't much of a choice. Rather than continue pleading or talk back, I made the wise decision to shut up and do as I was told. I certainly had no desire to make this more humiliating than it had to be. I quickly took off my clothes and got in the tub. I took my time carefully trying not to cause myself pain. Once I finished washing my body, I washed my hair with the shampoo and conditioner that was on my side of the tub. I rinsed my hair and got out of the tub. I avoided Frank the entire time. I knew he was watching me the whole time, and I didn't what to see the look on his face or what he was thinking about. No doubt he was enjoying himself. I noticed there were no towels out. "Where are the towels?" "I already got one out, but you'll have to come over here to get it, darling." I noticed he was holding a towel out in both hands. I went over to him and he wrapped it around me. I snatched it out of his hands, dried myself off and put on clean clothes.
"Now that wasn't so bad, was it. See how easy it is when you listen? Normally, I would've taken you to the bedroom downstairs, but I have Rocky locked in there. I don't trust the two of you alone in the same place, given the incident that happened earlier. It was bad judgement on my part, I won't make that mistake again. Though it isn't just you I don't just with him, it's anyone, really. He has such a large sexual appetite." My instinct screamed at me not to say anything, but I was already so angry over everything that happened I went against my better judgment. "He's like that because you made him that way. I already told you nothing happened between me and Rocky. We were together in the room and he was sleeping on the bed. That's it. I think he liked spending time with me. I don't blame him he seems terrified of you, and he probably likes being with someone who is nice to him. You know, I've seen how you treat people. All you do is use them for you own satisfaction. You abuse Riff Raff and Magenta, and Columbia. And you made Rocky just so you could have a sexual plaything. You know what? I think you're sick, do you hear me? SICK!" That really wasn't a good idea. Frank grabbed several pieces of rope and restraints. "So that's the way it's going to be. Well then..." Frank pushed me back on the bed. I struggled to try and get him off of me. He grabbed my wrists and tied them to the bed. I yelled at him to get off me. He grabbed my feet and bound them to the bed. I still fought him. He wasn't done binding me yet. "It's no use fighting me, darling. This isn't the first time I've bound someone for misbehaving." He bound my waist. "I hate you! Go to Hell, Frank!" "Goodness, such language! Careful, you won't like what will happen if you keep being nasty." I kept trying to struggle, but he kept tightening the binds. My whole body was covered from head to toe bound by ropes and restraints. I was completely bound to the bed. I screamed in anger and frustration. I never knew it was possible to bind someone like this. Frank clasped both sides of my face with his hands. "Are we done with our tantrums?" I was breathing rapidly to calm myself down and didn't say anything. "This is what happens when you try to run off and misbehave. Some time in these binds should teach you not to try and run off again." "Screw you." "There goes that mouth of yours again." Before I could say anything, Frank gagged me with a sock and tapped it to my mouth. "There. That takes care of that little problem. Riff Raff! Magenta! Columbia!" All three of them came to Frank's room. The three of them looked terrified. "I caught Daphne trying to leave. She is to stay bound to this bed for the rest of the day and throughout the night, with the exception of bathroom breaks." Riff was the first to speak. "Master, this is cruel. You can't do a thing like this. This is truly unacceptable." Frank gave Riff a death stare. Magenta was quick to cut in. "Forgive him, Master. It was a slip of the tongue. I believe what Riff means is surly Daphne doesn't deserve such a harsh punishment." "Yeah, Frankie. Please, you could let her out. We're sure she won't try to run away again." Frank's expression softened. "I'm sorry girls, but she needs to learn her lesson. I'll let her out in the morning. In the meantime, do make sure she's...well, as comfortable as can be. And Magenta, I know you've been bringing her food, but I think I'll take over and feed her tonight." I screamed muffled protests in the gag. "Oh hush," Frank snapped. "I'll be in the lab you can stay with her until dinner. You may remove the gag, but make sure you put it back in before you leave." Frank left, and I was relieved that my friends were with me. Being with Frank so long took a lot out of me.