BABY
PRESENT
A white flare and cheese-like smell wake me up. My lids weren't heavy. I'm able to open them elegantly. A familiar lady in white prompting my brain with a serotonin drug whiffing a bottle of it for me to inhale some more.
My heart raised for I couldn't help but feel something nostalgic but I know better than to react harshly to what I'm feeling with my current situation.
I look around on my surrounding, I see a huge window, a radio next to it playing an old school song from my childhood. I'm placed on what looks like a custody room. Moving my body up on a sitting position I find myself on a comfy bed with blue bedsheets just like my old bedroom from our first house.
The lady earlier offers me water to drink, taking the cup that had stickers exactly like the one my father had bought me. The water tasting like watermelon as a drop slips on my lips. Strange but this was the same refreshment we used to drink back when my mother was still living. I wiped my lips slowly with my fingers.
"Hello sweetie, You got into an accident, do you remember who you are?" her voice sounds like my mothers so calming at that sense, she comes closer, sitting next to me. As I closely look at her face, it resembles my mother's. I'm still sane to think this is not my mother.
"My name is Baby." is all I could answer back as I'm still confused about what exactly happened to me.
"Sweetie Do you have any relatives we can call?" her smile has the same smile as my mother's. I don't see any nameplate on her so I checked an ID if instead she was wearing one. This is strange because she's not and she hasn't introduced herself.
She pressed the same question again this time holding my arms, feeling her warm skin on mine. "I asked this so I could call them Baby."
I looked around and started feeling my surroundings, there is something off about here and there was something about the way she said my name that reminded me of how Carly would say it.
Carly, I miss her my older sister.
I look at the woman as she presses on for me to answer her question. She rubs my arm and right away I feel a jolt of some sort of electricity.
"Who do we need to call for you sweetie? they must be worried about you. I can help you contact them."
My lips opened and starting to curve, I wanted to say Carly but the memory of being taken rushed back in my system.
"I've been captured" is all that came out of my mouth. Seeing her graceful facial expression turn into what looks like a joker's grin.
"You just in shock. Do not worry I can help you feel better as soon as you tell me who to call for you."
My mind compelled me to get up from the comfy bed, pushing the lady with no name away realizing I'm in a trance of forced coma. this is what agencies do to extract information from captured retrievers, I never thought in my life I will ever be captured.
Oh god I've already given them my birth name. This will not be good if they put me in the system. It would not take them long to find the people who are associated with me.
The only way out from this is to wake yourself up by tricking your mind to feeling pain. Pain will stimulate the arousal in the brain forcing the body to wake up. Once I'm awake they can no longer use this method on me for my body will remember the feeling of being in this trance.
Now that my brain knows this is all a hoax it will be very difficult to trick it.
"Enough" I yell on top of my lungs alarming the lady to stay back.
"Baby stay back in bed, you are hurt." Her hands went inside her pocket and she pulls out a small old school radio transmitter, As she spoke codes after codes I looked around and sees my opportunity. I tried to remain calm and listen to her conversation but I could not understand what she was saying. All I heard from the other end was for someone ordering her to inject something somewhere.
I know what this is and the woman in front of me is an artificial intelligent being hired to mess with my unconscious state of mind. It's time to find out who my captor is.
In a swift move, I head for the window to jump out. I stand a couple of feet away on the ridge connected to window so the lady couldn't grab me back in.
I breath hard as I get ready to completely jump down from what looks like a mid-high rise facility. It's important to aim for something that will give my brain the similar physical pain to give my body a jolt.
However, jumping down to my demise is harder than I thought.
As the lady follows me, now standing on the same ridge, panic quickly got to me and made me slip down.
I first hit something hard not quite sure what it was but the image of the lady staring down at me while I fall change briefly to a dark room, that's when I knew that this fall will bring me back to the real world. I'm overjoyed as I knew I can beat this trance and whoever is out there is watching all of this. I have to be smart on what I would say to them once I get out of this hypnosis machine.
A few more seconds and I feel the fall ended, my back hitting what feels like a vehicle, making a loud thud mixed with broken glasses. I opened my eyes expecting to be back in the real world but the impact of the fall wasn't enough to wake me up, I see a truck coming towards my way. I wait for it to get closer.
With what energy I have left, I push my body up, I limp off of the squashed vehicle and in the right moment jump in front of the moving truck, hitting my body hard as the brake screeches to a halt, making it fly to the nearby post. I heard multiple of my bones in different places crack sending shivers all over my body.
The second my body hits the pavement. Everything went silent. Reluctant to open my eyes after all that trauma just to be back in the same trance is frightening.
I feel a sour liquid making its way out of my mouth. I tried to move my body sideways to throw up but I couldn't, it's still paralyze. Vomit spurs out of me making me cough hard after. When I stop the coughing, trying to control my breathing as I almost choked on my own vomit.
"I did it, I did it." as I close my eyes back, my voice came out small and relieved. My short lived victory was suddenly stop when I feel a presence.
Someone clapping in the background catches my attention. My brow furrowed in fear as I searched for the source of those sounds. The images were hazy at best. How many drugs did they inject into me? This is definitely not legal, It'll be costly to get a good lawyer to get away from this situation quietly.
"Yes Baby, you did" the man's voice was teasing, with my blurry vision I could tell this person is real however a new frightening emotion has started. I'm about to meet my captor. One thing is for sure, he belongs in one of the government agencies we crossed.
You'd have to spend billions of dollars to own this kind of dream engine, and no underground organization will waste money just to extract information because it's easier to just destroy the individual and all their relatives.
Blurry vision, almost close to being blind is probably one of the side effects of the drug that was put in my body, I should've taken this subject seriously when my aunt Madonna was discussing it. I decided for my eyes to remain shut, just listening to the man moving around me is already giving me a bad headache.
I hear him slapping something against my skin, but I don't feel it. It went on a few more times.
The man began to chuckle, but not until he said horrifying words.
"Enjoy the numbness, Baby," says the voice, "because when your beautiful body regain your sensation, that's when our real fun begins."
BABY Not in a million years would I ever have thought that I would be in a condition of being confined. Not after being so good at what we do, never failing at any pledges. This is such an unprecedented experience. where did I make a mistake? I thought back hard, even if I was slacking, it was only minor. As I wait to feel my body's sensation come back and so as all my questions rush through my head. As long as Carly and Aunt Madonna are safe, I should be okay. I reassure myself, thinking everything will be fine. Perhaps I'll let them torture me for a while and just give in to anything they want me to be, a spy or an enemy of the state or a terrorist or whatever they call it these days. It doesn't matter. Once I'm settled in one of the cells, all I have to do now is wait for Carly to discover my whereabouts. From there, devising a plan for my prison break should be simple. Shit, I just sent the message that I'm fine; I have a year to wait for her rescue, and who knows what the
BABY'S POINT OF VIEW Depriving my sight was never done, although my hands are bound in the car by built-in cuffs. These cuffs aren't the usual design they might look thin and flimsy, I have noticed how every hard tug it becomes tighter around my skin. I'm glad I am driven to a location with no blindfold. This man shows me exactly how to get to where we are going. It just goes to show this is not his first time and he is very confident that I will not be alive if I attempt to escape. I need to start calculating his next move fast If I want to get out of here alive. One thing is for sure, he is a savage. Arrogant Savage. The secret roads have tons of high-tech disguises that camouflage the pathway to wherever we're going. I am very familiar on how to disengage this, enough to confuse them for about fifteen minutes. He is showing me or more like challenging me to try to get out of this illusion maze. This is a mistake on his part in underestimating my capabilities. I happen to t
BABY'S POINT OF VIEWThe smell of burnt wood filled the room the moment the door opened. It's somewhat sour from the chemical involved making me cough. Certain parts of this enormous mansion are still on fire and you could hear the crackling pine burning, suggesting that the arson occurred just a few hours ago. While the smoke could be seen for miles, the camouflage device would conceal everything.He made his men use a fire squelching agent to separate half of the smoke. There's also a grey sand-like material being thrown to pave the way in the mansion, disipating the black smoke.I look back as I hear more vehicles and see loaded trucks with the same powdery substance backing in, so it seems that his whole team came in prepaid for this plan.When we moved forward in the mansion. Me following his footstep, I didn't realize how broad his shoulders were, his built we're define giving his attire a more intimidating vibe.My eyes were teary as we walk in more and my cough seemed to pop i
CHARLES I haven't felt excited in a long time, but having Baby as my new toy gives me a new game this season. I wonder how long she would last with me. I have never met anyone, let alone a woman who was able to snap out of that Dream engine so quickly. Who is this girl? What is she? It would have been so much fun if she had stayed in there for a few more minutes before I could reach that damn lab. I would have taken her subconscious to a different level. The way she screamed gave me the push. I could keep murdering and fucking her in that trance without killing her. The thirst for that thrill is rising fast. I wouldn't have believed she's a retriever if she didn't come out of that trance so fast. I wanted to laugh at her face when she thought she got captured by the government. She really must be doing a lot of work for the different low ranking mafia agency but with that type of skills she could be easily identified in a much bigger deal. Whoever said bad guys couldn't win,
Baby The very last emotion that washed over me was regret. This is the state of feeling repentant over something that failed. So this is what really defeat feels like. Defeat. In a flash it brought me these questions, What do retrievers regret most the moment they knew their dying? The moment they look death in the eye for him to take them? Is it failed relationships or not even having one? Is it maybe missing opportunities to be real normal people? or just maybe simply living life more? As expected, these questions are only answered when it's too late. As for my luck tries to avoid me, my regrets wasn't the same. Regret said hello the minute I took the gun and aim it at Charles's head. I hear all his men guns' elegant cocking ready to fire at me. I'm surrounded by his men. I look around for a possible way out, but the only exit is behind Charles and so many of his men blocking it. The pressure is real, I feel my sweat dripping more, His eyes were so bright and his wide m
Baby Five newly bald shave men wearing black jumpsuits were kneeling on the field, I can't see their faces for their back are turned however anyone can see that their bodies are trembling uncontrollably. These people don't have their hands bound in any way, with their built they can fight back or flee. I'm confounded as to why they chose to stay still as Charles' men are nowhere to be found to deter them. As I look closer, there's a tiny illuminating bar code on their nape that appeared also along with the rest of the codes and panels on the plain white wall that can only be seen once the contact lenses are used. "Who are they?" I asked, finally breaking my silence. as I still can't believe this is all happening to me. What does Charles have on them. "These were the same people who paid you to steal from me." Charles voice had a taunting hint, as he continues to talk he gives out small chuckles in between, showing excitement that he has caught us all. "See, I'm supposed to be s
Baby Has it really only been eight days since I've loss control over my life? As I lay in this tub, flashes of Charles forcing me to participate in an act against my will haunts me. I just want to stay in the water until all the pain washes away. I've tried to get up but my body just wants to stay in the water. Pain. Is all I feel, I try to shut things out but everything just keeps coming back. My body has been flipped on the table, my stomach smack on the surface, and I feel the sharp edge of the table digging in on my thighs, Charles has spread my legs, his body in between, keeping it wide apart, I feel a hard slap on my butt cheek before he caress it, I feel him put his thumb touching my butt hole's ring before fully inserting it, I start squirming and wiggling my way as the feeling is uncanny. I heard him yell making me stop as he pulls my hair, I felt my whole head burn as he yanks it hard. "Baby I'm being considerate, did you know this is the best position in losing your v
Charles After I claimed Baby, I'm unable to stop thinking about her. She completely has consumed my obsession. The minute I am away from her, I imagine her trying to do something stupid to herself again. I've never cared this much about any woman in my whole life apart from my mother. When I saw her trying to drown herself deliberately in the tub something in me ignited to possess her, I don't know what it is but I can't leave her alone. I am surprised at myself because after tasting her, I developed a strong desire to be around her. I am well aware of her current mental state, and I'm excited to subdue her and watch her accept the new life she's about to engage in. I could tell that I succeeded with making her believe my threats. She's been very obedient these past three weeks.Fear. This is an unpleasant emotion but very crucial. Fear keeps people in line when they have an extreme reverence towards someone above them and torture is one way to instill this. I have had enough of