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Hey guys, please realize this story will have violence, drugs, alcoholic abuse, Abusive nature, langue, maybe smut, and smoking. If you are uncomfortable with any of these please stop reading and do not continue any further. These are sensitive topics.

__________The Little Girl's POV__________

It was a averaged night, the man that kept me hostage was having a party like usual. Or so call "Biding".  Let me tell you what I mean,

 These people Catfish you, then tell you to meet them somewhere, they'll put a sedative into you, and then when you wake up. Break you, do anything to make you completely submissive. No disobedience at all. When you have a broken "Slave" They call it, more money. I think its sickening.   I was caught, and fell into there trap. They stanched me up and took me away, but I was different. The man I call him, was going to be my Owner, my... "Master." It is horrible. I deal with it every day, I mean... I feel I got lucky though... Some of these women are being raped, drugged, and sometimes... Murdered.

Anyway, lets get started on the story.

((This is why you don't trust strangers kids!))

___________Her time_________

I was chain/tied up to the wall, I couldn't move. I didn't want to move. My whole body ached from pain, and suffering. It didn't have time to recover from the last beat up... So it hurts horribly. I kept my head low, looking at the floor that was between my legs. I had cuts a bruises all along my body.  The pain hit me like waves crashing on the beach over a kid, dragging them into the depths of it. I started whimpering and Whining, as tears fill my eyes and fell onto the floor. Normally there were guards positioned at my door, keeping me quiet... I think they left to get a drink. Take the rest of the night off. Seeing I was asleep before they left. I let out all of my emotions when I got the chance. I didn't want to let emotions slip out when I am with him. 

Then... It happened...

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I hear the sound of my door unlocked, I kept my head low, but I hear heels clicking. I look at the unfamiliar woman, terrified out of my mind. I started whining again, louder this time. 

+''D-don't hurt me! I am sorry! I'll be quiet I don't want hurt!''+

I panicked not knowing what to say, the women had long blonde hair, and icy blue eyes. The hair didn't match her appearance, and she looked uncomfortable.  The tall women shushes me as she pulls a knife out of her shoe, I whimper more. Terrified she was going to hurt me, I wasn't ready for another beat down. I waited, and nothing came, I turn my head she was cutting the rope, She was cutting me free!!

+''W-who a-are you..''+

I couldn't help but stutter, this women was so tall, I was a shrimp next to her. She also had a knife.. but still. She looked like she could bench press 5 of me. ((She only weighs 95 pounds.))

{''Just call me LM, for right now, now listen. I need you,''}

 {''to be quiet, I am going to get you out of here, okay?''}

I nodded, as the woman got the ropes untied, it felt nice to finally have my hands free, as I open and clench my fist as she picks me up, putting me on her waist. For some reason I trusted this woman, when I got a closer look, I saw she had dark drown hair, that was concealed with the fake-ish blonde. I let out a sigh of relief.  It was fake. She must be from a different compony. My thoughts were interrupted when I hear her clam low soothing voice.

{''Alright hun, I am going to give you this. Find TY and call this number if you get lost.''}

{''She'll help you if anything goes wrong tell her, she'll pick you up okay?''}

+''O-okay..''+ 

I say in a low shy tone as I burry my face into the woman's neck, realizing we are out in the hallway, I kept quiet making sure I didn't signal anyone with my noises. When the women shoves the paper in my right hand, I keep it close and clutch it in my hands. Protecting it by stuffing my right hand over my body pressing up against the woman, consoling the tiny slip of paper, and I held onto her with my left. She was walking down the stairs she scoffed, the heels weren't doin her justice, so she took them off and darted. Hoping no one would see her, but to our luck. Someone did, luckily it was a drunken, woman clacking her heels over to us, the women looks at me sets me down, and points to a bush for me to hide in, she mouthed the words,

{''Whatever happens don't come out.''}

I quickly nod my head and slowly made my way to the bush as the women walks up to my escaper, 

-''Why Ello dearie~ Why don't you show me what's under that''-

Hiccup 

-''That dress?''-