Day Two
I wanted to die yesterday when he got home he let me out of the room I was in and told me to go shower and put
on the dress he bought me. So not wanting to make him mad I did. For a few minutes I felt ok when the hot water
ran over my body. That last until I got out and saw the dress he got me it was a short low-cut black dress that was
skin-tight. I walked out feeling scared of what he wanted to do with me. He was waiting for me. "My my Kitty you
look lovely."He said as he grabbed my hand and pulled me into the dining room. He sat me at the table and walked
into what must have been the kitchen. Because when he came back he had two plates of food. One had steak and
potatoes on it and the other had Ribs and a salad. "My dear you pick which one you want." He said to me. I could
not speak so I just pointed at the plate of steak. He set it in front of me and said "Dig in." I only ate three bits all-
night. Throughout dinner he asked me questions like "Are you feeling well, do you like it here?" I would answer "I'm
fine, yes it's very nice." But what I wanted to say was "I feel sick, and no I hate it here let me go home." After dinner
he took me to the living room. Were there was candles and two glasses of wine. After he had me sit down he put in
a movie and grabbed the wine glasses. "I don't drink" I said with a quiet voice. "Well why don't you start now." He
said as he put the glass to my lips and tilted it back. I had to drink it. By the end of the night I was drunk and I don't
remember what happed after the third drink. I woke up in the dress and I need to go back to sleep because he'll be
back soon.