Becoming A Slave
“Boss?” Rodriguez was snapped out of his reverie by the sound of Jared’s voice. His second in command had come into his office with some business details that he had to attend to and in the middle of his droning on about how important some of the details were, his mind had slipped back to the young girl, tied in the room downstairs. Silver.He couldn’t get the image of her wobbling lips, shining eyes and her little tongue out of his mind and it drove him mad. He had requested that she be moved from the chair to a more comfortable mattress on the floor and that she be fed twice daily. He wasn’t quite sure about what to do with her, but letting her go wasn’t an option he was considering at all.“That girl Jared, what do you suggest I do to her? She obviously doesn’t have the Drive anymore, do you advice I let her go?” Rodriguez asked his second in command, looking to the younger man with pleading eyes, it almost felt like he was trying to plead with Jared to solve this dilemma for him.“I believe her when she says she only took the Drive for safe keeping, after I forgot it on the table and I don’t exactly believe she could be working for the other team, she doesn’t belong in a life like this, I just don’t advice you let her go back yet. The Drive is missing from her house, it means whoever took it feels like she’s a part of this, she’s now a target, even though unknowingly, but she’s a part of the operation now.” Jared said thoughtfully.Rodriguez hummed under his breath, taking a moment to process Jared’s words. It made a lot of sense. He would be signing her death sentence the moment that he let her back to her life and the thought of that, sent cold shivers down his spine.It took a lot of restraint to not reach and massage the pain in his chest away at just the thought. He couldn’t let her return to her old life just yet, not while the pieces of this puzzle were still missing. He rubbed his forehead, willing the headache that was starting to form away. This wasn’t about to get easier, he knew that for a fact.“Bring her to me.” Rodriguez said to Jared. The latter nodding in understanding before turning around and leaving the room. Tapping his feet impatiently he waited with batted breath for the tiny brown girl with emerald green eyes. Fuck unique features.Silver laid on the mattress with hands tied in front of her, although she got a couple hours of them free each day but it was mainly to use the bathroom, she felt it was useless bounding her though because she obviously wasn’t stupid enough to try and escape.She had seen the guns the men around wielded, their appearances alone was enough reassurance that only a slap could probably make her deaf, plus they knew where she lived and where she worked, even if she were to succeed in running, where would she hide?Her mind drifted off to the blue eyed man. She still didn’t know his name and had only seen him on the first day that he had come in to question her, although she was sure that he meant her no good, Silver couldn’t stop thinking about him, the ocean blue of his eyes, and his calm, but deep, sultry voice. His looks could only be described as devilishly perfect. The man was very imposing and charismatic.A knock came on the door bringing her out of her daydream, since she had been brought here, asides from the fact that she was kidnapped and tied up, she was usually treated with kindness, or as much kindness as the situation allowed.There were always knocks on the door and although they never waited for a ‘come in’ response from her, it still made her feel better. They allowed her the privacy to use the bathroom which she appreciated more than anything.The man that she had come to associate with the name Jared came into the room, his signature stoic expression etched on his face. She wondered what went through his head all the time, he never wore an expression outside of the neutral and that was scary, how did a person not show any form of expression?“The boss wants to see you.” Six words that caused terror to race through her veins. From observation she had been able to gather that the man from the first day was the boss and although she appreciated his features and was curious about him.She was almost certain that him requesting her presence wasn’t to gift her a bar of her favorite chocolate. He held her fate in his hands and whatever became of her in this situation was in his hands. She closed her eyes and sent a silent prayer to whoever could be listening, hoping that she came out of it alive. Whatever her fate turned out to be.Loosening the ties that bound her wrists, she hissed in pain at the soreness of her hands, massaging the spot where the ties sat whenever they came over her hands. Even her brown skin couldn’t do much to hide the red of her wrists.Sighing in defeat she hung her head and followed Jared out of the room, the latter placing a firm hand on her shoulder, leading her through the house. As soon as she step out the passage that held the room that she had been kept in, her eyes widened in shock. She was stood in the most magnificent space that she had ever seen.The door that they had come out from lead into an open space that held a single antique table, fitted on a beautiful, lavender flower patterned rug. On the table sat a glass vase of flowers, that caught the light from the beautiful chandelier above and scattered around the floor, creating the most beautiful illusion.The flowers weren’t real, they were made of glass. A beautiful stairway, was opposite the table. It had a flower patterned rug like the one beneath the center table, only this time in the color red. Glass doors that lead to a beautiful garden that she could barely see, stood behind the stairway.The living space had beautiful furnitures line every corner, from the sofa chair in the middle, to plush bar chairs that rested against a high table, to beautiful shelves that held rows of the most expensive wine and liquors. Beautiful paintings lined walls after walls in the house.She pushed her glasses up her face, as if to see the living room better and take in the space. It felt too surreal to her. The beauty of the mansion. The end of the stairs opened to rows of doors. Silver didn’t think that she would ever be able to find her way around the house by herself.Walking up to the door at end of the hallway, Jared knocked softly at the door on the left, waiting patiently until a muffled ‘come in’ sounded from within. Silver could hear the sound of her heart in her ears. Closing her eyes to take a deep breath, before opening them and coming in right after Jared.She was in an office, another beautiful space, but the nausea that threatened to overcome her from the fear that she felt, prevented her from appreciating it. Silver kept her head bowed and twisted her fingers nervously. Shifting uncomfortably from foot to foot. The blue eyed man, had yet to say a word and that just put her on edge.Rodriguez enjoyed the discomfort that affected Silver. He enjoyed watching her twiddle her fingers and shuffle from foot to foot, but he decided that he had, had enough. Clearing his throat once he began.“You won’t be going back to your old life Silver, you have stumbled upon this operation and a part of this operation you have become from the first moment. That being said you will be my personal maid moving forward. You are not to step a foot outside of this mansion for any reason, bear in mind that the very moment that you do, you will be killed immediately. Your freedom within the house, depends on how well behaved you are. Do you understand?” Once he had gotten a solemn nod from her, he continued.“Go down into the kitchen and Maria will get you started.” He finished, not giving her the space to utter a word.The sadness that overwhelmed Silver at that moment was more than anything that she had ever felt, wiping the tears that rolled down her cheeks, she turned back around Jared in front of her to guide her, exiting the office, the feeling of emptiness overbearing.A New LifeSilver was slowly adjusting to her life in the empire. Serving Rodriguez. It wasn’t a difficult job to be honest. There were more than enough maids in the house that took care of a lot of things and all she had to do was present them to him, or clean them. The past one week had been more than awful, and although she had to be serving him, she usually did her best to avoid contact with him, keeping interactions to the barest minimum.She would wait till he left for the office before she would go to clean his room and so on. Silver hated having her freedom taken away, Although she could see the light shining outside the windows during the day, she wasn’t allowed to step a foot out not even to feel the sun on her skin. And it upset her more than she could express.She missed her life, missed her friends especially Elina, she missed working at the bar. Which surprised her as she really didn’t enjoy her job that much, but the absence of it made her crave it, the normalcy that ca
A Friendship With The Slave“Why have you been avoiding me Silver?”Words stuck in Silver’s throat at the question. She didn’t know what to say to him. How would she explain that she had a festering hatred in her heart for him? He took away her freedom, by making her a slave.What else did he expect that she would do? Have tea in the evenings with him, while they discussed business? She shook her head lightly, averting her eyes to her small hands on her lap, twisting them nervously.Even with the fact that Rodriguez had only addressed her with the gentlest of voice that evening, she still felt fear being in his presence. The overwhelming urge to submit to him still wrapped around her threateningly.“I’m sorry.” Was all she could say in a whisper.“What was that?” Rodriguez asked, lifting her chin up with two of his fingers to stare deep into her emerald eyes. Silver’s heart caught in her throat when she saw the raw emotions bared in his eyes, she felt arousal stir deep in her core and
Suppressing DesiresSilver woke up to the feel of the softest plush against her skin and a familiar scent wafting up her nose. She flipped her eyes open and squealed with joy when they landed on her teddy. He had fulfilled his promise, and had brought her teddy to her. She felt so happy just seeing the old used to be white bear. When did he bring it in and place it in her grasp though?She knew that she had fallen into a deep sleep due to the exhaustion of the last couple of days so maybe while she had been asleep, he had slipped it into her hands. She laughed gently at her assumption knowing that it was all false.Rodriguez never stepped a foot in the maid quarters. If he needed anything he sent for it, so he probably had Maria deliver it. Yes, that made more sense.She plopped her plushy against her pillows, smiling at the small beady brown eyes that stared back at her. Her heart had felt a lot lighter that day, and it kept getting better and better. She no longer felt like the worl
Giving Into The DesiresSilver hummed softly to herself as she folded in the fine quilt bedsheet material into the edges of the bed stand. Silver had been blown away by the magnificence of the room from the very first time that she had stepped into it.It was huge and the deco in the room was classically elegant and masculine. The best part of the room was the huge and strikingly elegant bed that stood in the center of the room, a clear example of opulence and extravagance, it was made of gold and was definitely a centerpiece in the already beautiful home.Stretching to reach the middle of the bed to straighten it out, She grunted in frustration, cursing her small frame. Her short hands doing nothing to help her. Stretching a bit more to reach the middle of the large bed. A throat clearing behind her, caused her to jump and land on her butt on the floor, frowning immediately at her clumsy self and the intruder.She cut her gaze to look up at whoever was responsible for her fall, blush
Quenching DesiresRodriguez watched Silver with conflicted eyes, different thoughts filling his mind, raising questions and taking him from the moment for a bit. This was very out of character for him, he wasn’t one to mess with people under him, talk less of his maids, and although Silver just became one very recently, -she didn’t even really belong there-she still fell on the category.“Please.” The small pleading voice snapped his attention back to the activity, the pleading look in her eyes causing all form of restraint that he had been struggling to build, break down with full force. ‘Fuck it.’ He thought, he needed to get this out of his system, he’d never be able to stop thinking about her if he didn’t. Just once, just a satisfaction for this crazy desire and he would be done.Laying down on the bed, he pulled Silver up his body, sitting her in his lap, he pulled her down for a kiss, dominating her mouth in less than a second, he enjoyed the feel of her tongue caressing his and
Confronting Strange FeelingsSilver hid underneath the blanket, shaking as nerve wracking sobs overtook her small frame. What had she just done? What exactly was she thinking, having sex with Rodriguez? He was her kidnapper for heaven’s sake, maybe her employer too, but he was her kidnapper first before anything else and she had just slept with him.She had just given him a gift precious to her in a hot, blinding moment of arousal, and although she didn’t regret the act in itself, because to be honest, it was more than great, she had never expected it to feel as good as it did, and the gentleness and compassion that flowed from Rodriguez almost convinced her that she was doing the right thing. Almost.She did regret though that it had happened with the last person that would ever give her love, she always thought or more like hoped that she would loose it to the person that she was with, the person that was capable of filling her with love, her fairytale with the cliche happy ending,
The Morning AfterSilver lay awake studying the face of the man that had occupied her dreams for a while now. She stared at every corner of his face as if trying to engrave them in her mind. She couldn’t help but admire the impossibly long lashes that framed his spectacular eyes. Asides from his eyes; which was her favorite part of him. His lashes were the next thing that called to her, the way they would flutter when he looked at her, it took some of the edge off his demeanor. The sharp jawline that completed his looks were so sharp she had to resist the urge to poke at it to confirm they wouldn’t cut her. They also seemed to highlight his proud cheekbones. She trailed her eyes down his yummy body, admiring his perfectly sinewy body, the tee shirt that he had worn to bed, doing nothing to hide the muscles of his powerful and lean body that deliciously molded with hers the previous night. Rodriguez was literal sex on legs and just looking at him was enough to have lust pooling betwe
An Anonymous Point of ViewThe man stared at the Drive in his hands in anger, for some reason, the drive had been wiped clean of the powerful information that had been on it, before they got into his hands.He wondered if the girl had something to do with it. The thought about the first time that he had seen her, watching in anger as she had picked the Drive off the table that evening when the Russians had finished their drinks and had exited the bar, fueled his current anger even more.He had gotten inside information that the men would be at the popular Blue Phoenix bar and he’d been elated at the news, it was rare that the men ever associated with the public because for some reason they seemed to think that they were above other humans and that just pissed him the hell off and he’d been looking for the perfect opportunity to stalk them, to find a weak link amongst them and infiltrate the group from there.He had waited all evening for the men to arrive, getting upset as he watched