Chapter Two: Morton Craig

9 years and 6 months ago

The air conditioning wakes me up and the cold awakens me. I don't recognize where I am. It looks like a hotel room judging by the bed and nightstand devoid of everything. I have no idea how I got here. I see myself tied hand and foot, open and naked on the cold mattress. I blink to accustom my eyes to the dim light in the room. I don't hear anything, just my breathing and the sound of the air conditioning fan.

Then I remember.

The man had offered me two hundred dollars for a blow job. My shift wasn't even over and I wasn't interested in falling into it. I refused and told my partner to take care of him because I was not feeling well.

I do not want to offer myself as bait or as a recipient of men. Once was more than enough. I hope to give myself the next time out of love for a man who values ​​and loves me.

I try to remember what else happened, but nothing comes. I have a blank mind.

I feel like I'm starting to shake; I look at my wrists tied with red ribbons. My head has a pillow underneath.

Wow, how delicate.

Whoever put me in this position must have believed that I could drown if my head was at the same level as my body.

My thoughts are for Joshua. Again in trouble. This time it's not about him and it's not about me. I didn't want this to happen.

Maybe I have the kind of face that makes men think they can own my body.

"Well, you're awake," I hear a voice coming out of the bathroom, followed by a dark”haired man with a gloomy look.

It's the man from the bar.

The client I refused to give an oral for two hundred dollars.

“I made? My voice is still numb. He smiles and watches me from above, like a god looking at his creation. I made? How did I get here? I ask again this time more clearly and more properly.

"Don't be shy now." You looked at me since I entered the bar; I noticed your attraction to me immediately. I just advanced things a bit. "I want to get him out of his mistake, but he interrupts me." Leave my words in my head. You can't scream, I know you won't because you're smart. However, I must tell you that the more you scream the harder I will hit you. If you bite me, I will burn your skin so that you will carry a memory of me for life. If you scratch me and leave marks on my skin, I'll whip you until your ass bleeds. If you're good and keep quiet, you'll go with the two hundred dollars and my card with my phone number. He smiles satisfied. It has a gold tooth in place of one of its fangs. You will want to call me later. I will try to be available.

He seems to believe that it is an offer that is tempting, overwhelming and impossible to deny.

I think I'm going to start crying. My breathing is accelerated. Knowing that this guy is in complete control of my body makes me want to die right now. Ultimately, I'm going to cry.

I always see in the news how young people are raped, murdered and thrown into ravines or solariums. I don't want to be one of them. I can't be on the news as one more.

I just want to get out of here.

Hell take me right now. I hope it gives me a sudden heart attack.

But who would she leave Joshua with?

We have no one.

It is him and me against the world.

"What do you want me to do?" I ask him at last.