Chapter 2

DAY 2 OF CAPTIVITY

As early as 6AM in the morning, I was told to get ready and that work starts in 30minutes. Few minutes after I was done taking my bath, a girl came in with two dresses and told me to pick one, I picked a blood red dress that looked ugly to me untill I wore it. The dress brought out my curves and immediately I tried changing it but the girl was already out the door leaving me running after her.

She took me downstairs through a back door, the place gave me the creeps making my claustrophobia set in. As much as I wanted to leave I couldn't and that was when dear Mr Ambrose decided to grace us with his presence. Ambrose took me along with him to meet his new guests of honor.

I was told to serve the guest some drinks and entertain them while he takes care of some business. I thought it was supposed to be an easy task but it proved to be harder than I thought. An hour later the guests stood up and left the bar, they moved into a different room that had a dark theme with an even darker music playing in the background.

It sounded like the dragging of nail on a board, I was knocked out within seconds of entering the room. My head was pounding, the sound of something ripping filled the room. when I opened my eyes, I saw my dress laying on the floor, my legs chained to the bed and my mouth ducktaped. It wasn't long before I realized what was happening to me, fear kicked in, fighting seemed so useless as I was constantly being hit every time I fought back.

My bra and panties were ripped off, my screams were all I could hear I was being taken advantage of repeatedly by the 4 guests. It's had been an hour since they stopped but I couldn't move, tears flowed out of my eyes as I curled myself into a ball. I heard the men tell me to clean myself up and be ready when they come the next time. Throughout that day, I could barely move let alone carry out the task that Ambrose asked me to do before his arrival later that night.

The thoughts that went through my mind made my head pulse, sleep came faster than usual and I fell deep into oblivion. There I finally got to meet my family again after such a long time, even though I knew it was a dream I still wanted to enjoy every single moment that came with it.

Days later I got my mind back in order, I had begun making plans for my escape before it was too late. I was a little worried that Mr Ambrose had not acknowledged me for the past days but that was not a bad thing as I had more than a enough time to think. But who was I kidding, 30 minutes later Ambrose called me downstairs to the dark room for a meeting. I hid a nail picker In my bra to poke out those vicious eyes of his, on getting there he was no where to be found so I stood cause I can't be too relaxed in a lion's den. After a while I felt something behind my back, immediately I brought out my weapon and I tried to stab him in the neck but he was too quick, catching my hand. Slapping me to the ground he hovered untop of me trying to mobilize me but not without a fight. Fighting back was the only defense mechanism I could process because there was no way I was going to stay here for another minute.

Getting the upper hand taking the opportunity, I stabbed him repeatedly in the neck, seeing him unconscious I stopped and ran through the back door of the dark room.