Today is the first day of the rest of yo
Alex mockingly waved goodbye as Ryan left the house together with his powdered-up wife by his side.
When the door slammed closed, Alex sank back into one of the comfortable couches in the living room. She stared at the wall blankly for several minutes. Suddenly she remembered the agonizing stadium her feet were in. She removed her shoes slowly and felt the bottom of her feet carefully. They went numb by the amount of pain she had endured during the day. Another flare of anger emanated within her body. Slowly Alex started picking out the pieces of glasses from her feet. The smaller ones she’d have to do with tweezers. It took a small hour until she felt somewhat certain every piece of glass was removed from her blood-stained feet. She emptied the remainder of the glass which still covered the soles of her shoes on the floor. The blood slightly stained the carpet in the living room as did her footprints when she walked up the stairs. Alex couldn’t care less at this point.
She entered the baby room quietly, not wanting to wake up the infant. Alex looked at the child, which she guessed was perhaps a little over one year old. She couldn’t imagine Ryan was the father of the sweet little thing which seemed to be far away in dreamland. She immediately felt sorry for the poor baby. Luckily it was a he. God knows what Ryan would have done to him at later age if he would’ve been a girl. Alex wouldn’t be much surprised. She reached in to tuck the child in a bit extra before she left the room to explore the house.
She contemplated whether she’d make a run for it, but his words kept haunting her. He knew that if she did so, he would come after her. She’d never be able to show her face at the office again. She’d never be able to walk, eat or sleep in peace not knowing whether he found her. It was not the future she wanted. Next to that, she couldn’t leave the baby alone. What if something would happen to him? The baby did not have to suffer for his father’s behavior. No. She would face her boss. And she would be ready for him.
However, it wouldn’t hurt to face her boss prepared. As she walked around discovering the upper floor –she avoided the bath room- she thought of the possibilities. If she took a few knives, she would surely be able to hide them somewhere in her dress. On second though, that option made her anxious as well. In the tight dress Ryan ordered her to wear she might cut herself, if the blade was turned towards her body, or the expensive dress, if turned to the outside. She wasn’t sure for which cut Ryan would punish her harder for if her plan failed. She shivered in horror while continuing her search for something –anything- useful in the master bed room
Suddenly she froze up. This was almost too good to be true. From a small black box under the marital bed she pulled out a gun. Alex heard herself giggle for a moment. Seriously, a gun? The stupid fuck left a gun for her to find? Finally fortune seemed to turn towards her side. However, she didn’t cheer just yet. What if he kept it unloaded? Checking the content of the black box she couldn’t find any bullets. Please let it be loaded, please let it be loaded… she pleaded with the metal object as she sought a way to open it up. She never held a real gun before. It was heavy and cold. Not to mention damn complex when your hands are trembling. It all seemed so easy when you watch it on tv. Finally it seemed to click open. Her heart skipped a beat. There were two bullets in. She could even miss one time –and obviously that was going to happen- and still injure the bastard.
Two anxious hours later Alex sat on the living room couch again. The white dress she put on was so tight that sitting made breathing difficult. The gun was too big to hide in the dress so she sat on it for the time being. She had turned the television on to kill time. The movie, some action flick, didn’t interest her though. Her mind was occupied with all the possible scenarios she could face when Ryan would return. Funny enough she didn’t feel afraid. Nor did she feel angry or sad anymore. She just felt empty and blank and emotionless. To shake off the negative feelings she went back upstairs to check on the baby boy. He was still asleep when she glanced inside the little bed. Alex leaned on the edge and looked upon the little being for a while. For some reason the innocence of the sleeping child comforted her.
Suddenly she heard a soft thump, nearly inaudible and coming from downstairs. Alex felt a cold shiver creeping down her spine. Did he come home? She listened closely. A few moments later she heard footsteps on the wooden stairs. Her breathing became louder as she grew increasingly nervous. Silently she took a step towards the little cabinet in the back of the room. She curled her fingers around the solid metal of the gun and lifted it slowly off the piece of furniture, aiming it at the door with both hands. She couldn’t keep her hands steady, which betrayed her state of fear.
"Oh Aaaalex…?" a male voice sang teasingly as Ryan came closer to the baby room. "Where did you run off to, sugar?" Judging by his voice she knew he hadn’t suffered from a lack of alcoholic beverages to kill time at that formal gala. Finally he appeared in the doorway. His tie was loosened, the knot now hung loosely onto his partially bare chest. He unbuttoned the first three buttons of his blouse, although he had not taken the effort to take off his jacket yet. His hair, which was so slick and orderly when he left, now seemed a bit bewildered, as did his eyes as he locked his with Alex’s. His smile left as soon as hers appeared.
"Surprise, bastard" she hissed as she kept the gun aimed at his chest. She didn’t try to aim for his head, his chest was a bigger target so she had a bigger chance of hitting him in case he was up to no good. He didn’t speak and glanced at the girl holding his own weapon. "Seriously, you left a gun for me to find under your bed? What a dumbass move to make. You don’t make a good kidnapper, you know that?" she mocked him. He regained his posture and smiled. "What makes you think I’m afraid of you, baby girl? You don’t even know how to wield such a dangerous object…" Alex just smiled right back at him. "Think again, asshole" she replied coldly as she toggled the safety pin. "I’ve seen enough movies where people were stupid enough not to remember the safety pin. Gotta love the information us… ‘kids’ receive from mass media, nowadays."
"Good girl" he soothed her as he took a careful step forward, entering the room. "Stay the fuck back!" she yelled at him agressively while she also took a step forward to intimidate him. The baby stirred by the yelling. Alex and Ryan locked eyes for a full minute as they remained like a pair of statues, waiting for the other to make a move. Alex felt increasingly uncomfortable. Even though she was in control of the situation, she didn’t feel good at all. It suddenly occurred to her that she was about to hurt –or even worse, kill- a person. Her stomach flipped over and she felt nausea flush her body. Again, Ryan read her like a book and smiled. "Not easy pointing a gun at someone, huh kid? You think you got the guts for it?" Alex kept her finger firmly on the trigger. "Shut up!" she hissed.
Ryan started to move in. Alex felt as if she was about to puke. She didn’t want to kill someone. She never hurt anyone before. "Go on. Fire the gun. Kill the man you’re so eager to destroy. Release all that anger inside of you." Ryan provoked her as he was now only a few feet away from the girl. The pressure became so hard to handle that she felt herself nearly black out. She didn’t want to kill. Let alone the father of the child in the same room. Finally she made a choice, concluding she had none. Alex took a deep breath, closed her eyes and without thinking again, she pulled the trigger.
A loud bang filled the room. Alex, startled by the sound itself, jumped back in horror. The child immediately started to scream, terrified by the noise in his safe environment. A moment later she opened her eyes. Her jaw fell to the floor. There stood Ryan, unharmed and smiling with his arms contently resting on his hips. Instead of feeling nauseated and scared, she felt an intense fury rise from within. Her doubts were instantly gone. "Fucking die already!" she screamed as she pulled the trigger again, now with open eyes and carefully aimed. Another loud bang now complemented her voice. The baby started screaming even louder after the second bang went off. But again, nothing happened. No blood. No scream. No nothing. "No..." Alex gasped in confusion as she dropped the gun to the floor.
The only sound louder than the baby’s terrified cries was Ryan’s laughter. "Christ, you should have seen your own face. That was one fucking hilarious sight." Alex held on to the ledge of the cabinet as she felt her limbs become heavy. "How…" she whispered as she stumbled on her legs. "Surely you watched enough tv to recognize blanks? You don’t think I keep a loaded gun in a house with a frail wife and three children, do you?" he reassured her as his laughter started to lessen. He took a moment to remove the tears from the intense laughter, then took on a more serious attitude. "Enough fooling around. Let’s get to business, shall we? We have a busy night ahead of us"
He made a move towards Alex, reaching out his arm to grab hold of her. Alex instinctively did the only thing she could think of to protect herself. She, carefully yet fast, grabbed the screaming infant from his bed and held him up in front of her. The baby hovered right between Alex and Ryan as a human shield. By now, Ryan was less than humored. "Put the baby away, I’m not up for playing around anymore" he warned her. "No. If you come near me, I’ll…. I’ll fucking drop him. I’ll babyshake him to death!" she threatened back with a trembling voice. "I’ll do it. I swear!"
Instead of further negotiation, Ryan launched forward. He roughly took the boy out of Alex’s hands and -to Alex’s horror- tossed him back into the cradle like a ragdoll. The child now started to cry even louder. "You fucking idiot!" was all that Alex could scream at him as she instinctively bolted towards the cradle to see if the child was alright. The way he landed, Ryan could have snapped his arm. Or break his neck, for fuck sake. Ryan caught her midway. "Enough!" he yelled as he tossed her against the cabinet harshly. He didn’t look at the child once. He didn’t care about it. If it wasn’t for Liz’ maternal instincts kicking in again he never would have had a third kid. He squatted down in front of Alex, who sat on the floor dazed. Curling his fingers around the frail neck he held his face inches away from hers. "Are you really going to keep this up for much longer, kid? You know I’ll have it my way sooner or later"
He meant what he said and he had the time for it as well. While trying to come up with the ideal excuse to get away from the party earlier, Liz ran into a woman called Lulu Ashton –or was it Ashley Lewton?- who appearanyly was some wealthy upperclass snob, most influential amongst the ladies of the ‘better’ society. Liz was thrilled when Lulu or Ashley – whomever - invited her to one of her late night tea parties with a few other women that night. The way she spoke about it made it difficult for Ryan not to burst out into laughter. It was as if Jesus himself would appear to them that night and bless them with immortality, when all they did was gossip about those who were not among them. Liz was completely fascinated and insisted upon joining which gave Ryan an excuse to ditch her and leave for home as soon as possible.
Alex, recovering from her dazed state, looked at Ryan with a face that would break any regular man’s heart. Her eyes were watering, knowing she had no way of escaping whatever he had in store for her next. "Behave yourself and I’ll be gentle with you, understood?" To his surprise, Alex nodded. He broke her again, just like first time on his desk. There was no resistance in her eyes anymore. He caressed her face in such a gentle way it surprised her. At the same time it confirmed her that she was better off not fighting. Slowly, continuously checking whether he approved of her action, she got up. Ignoring the still frantic baby, she wanted to walk past him to find a more suitable place for their intimate rendez-vous. Ryan softly pushed her back against the cabinet. "This will do just fine"
Normally, Alex would protest to protect the infant from the traumatic experience to see his father have sex with someone other than his mother right in front of them, but then again, Ryan’s decision was probably final. The child was too young to understand what happened anyway. To show her boss a sign of good will, she elevated herself onto the cabinet. He smiled, kindly this time, not wickedly like before. His hands reached for her face, tilting it up to look at him. Then he slid them downwards past her jawline, neck and shoulders.With both hands he simultaneously traced the curves of her body in the tight white dress downwards.
Ryan pushed her upper torso back softly to tilt her body just enough so he could scoot the dress upwards. He deftly massaged the insides of her thigh as he spread her legs as wide as they could on the small cabinet. To his surprise her labia already glistened with moist. He grinned, bearing his teeth like a wild animal. "Well, well… what a pleasant surprise" he said to Alex, who looked at him questioningly, unaware of what he was talking about. "Does violence turn you on? Is that it?" he continued, closing his face to hers. Alex drew hers back in intimidation. He now towered over her frame, pushing his clothed groint into her sex. Alex now understood what he meant. She felt how the fabric of his pants rubbed over the sensitive and already engorging flesh of her labia. She was, for reasons she couldn’t understand, aroused and her genitalia betrayed her.
Alex tried to keep a strict face nonetheless, but Ryan seemed determined to uncover her little secret. After screaming some obscenities towards the still agonized infant next to them, he continued his focus on his pet. Softly he started to rub his also partially engorged dick against her vulva. Even though the fabric between their bodies frustrated him, the thought of having her at his mercy was enough to satisfy him for now. Alex felt her face flush. Even though she knew fighting would only work in her disadvantage, she had no intention of letting Ryan continue this game he was playing. Meanwhile, he kept on going with humiliating remarks to fuel the resistance he wanted from her more than her submission. "Actually, I wouldn’t be surprised it’s not so much the violence you’re into. It’s who violates you, isn’t it? You want me to fuck you, even though you try so hard to deny yourself. Isn’t that right, bitch?"
"Stop it!" she hissed when she felt she could no longer lay there in his service. She raised her torso up again, pushing Ryan back. "Just shut up already!" Ryan smiled. "As you wish" he obliged gladly. He now focused on his fingers roaming closer to the inside of her thighs. He locked his eyes on hers as he pushed two fingers in, which went smoothly thanks to the abundant wetness. Alex gasped but kept perfectly still as he moved his fingers in and out of her slit. Ryan didn’t satisfy himself for a long time this way. He felt his cock grow in his pants, eager to get out and get in somewhere else.
"I guess I won’t be needing this then" he stated as he put the bottle of baby oil, which stood on the cabinet next to Alex, back in a drawer. Alex hadn’t notice him take it out. Somehow she was repulsed by the idea that he would use baby oil –the same substance which Liz used to take care of the baby boy- as lubricant for to fuck her. Ryan drew his fingers back out and, to Alex’s disgust, suckled them off vigourously, clearly enjoying the taste. By now she long understood it wasn’t simply his aim to fuck her. He wanted to make it as humiliating and horrible for her possible. Ryan figured he toyed enough.
"Get to work" he ordered her as he stoked the rim of his pants to give her a clue. Alex hesitated. "Don’t make me ask you twice, woman" he growled. Still, Alex didn’t move. Despite the difficult situation she was in, it took her by surprise that for the first time since they became more than boss and employee, he had called her ‘woman’ as opposed to ‘kid’. This gave her resistance a whole new boost. She raised her head and glared. "No" she said with newly acquired determination. Ryan smiled and raised his hand, ready to hit her right back into submission.
Suddenly a bang, coming from downstairs, took them both by surprise. Alex immediately recognized it as the sound of the front door. Hope took the better of her. Had Liz come home? But if Liz had arrived from the party, then why didn’t Ryan panick? She analyzed his face, which was turned towards the door. Ryan seemed… angry. Suddenly Alex feared for Liz. Would he hurt her for caughting his faux-pas with her? He sighed "Impeccable timing, as always" he sneered at the direction where the sound came from.
He stroked Alex’s bare legs and to her surprise, he told her to adjust her dress. Alex noticed him taking a good look at the collar around her neck he put on her that morning and adjusted it. He nodded approvingly. He held her face with one hand and played around with her hair. Alex started to feel anxious by his change of heart. Suddenly, he let go of her, turned around and walked towards the door. "Come with me" he said in a still friendly, yet strict tone. Alex sighed in relief. No sex in front of baby. She got off the cabinet and followed her boss timidly and slowly. Even though it was she who was in trouble, she feared for Liz.
When she reached the stairs, Ryan had already reached the bottom floor. "She’s on her way" he said to someone directed towards the living room. Alex froze midway the stairs. Who was he talking to? Ryan had entered the living room and dissapeared out of her sight. "Alex, come here" he said strictly. She slowly moved forward again, peering sideways from the stairs, trying to see who was with Ryan in the room. "Alex!" he said again, his voice definetely sounded impatient now. She figured she rather not made him –and the certain other?- wait. Timidly she turned around the corner.
She froze in shock. On the couch sat Ben. Ben, her colleague. Ben from the office sitting two desks to the right of her. Alex stood in the doorway, her lower jaw hanging down in disbelief. "W-what are you…" she started a sentence directed at the mystery guest, but he interrupted her by turning to Ryan. "She looks gorgeous. You really know how to present them well" he complimented him. "Thank you" he replied in turn. "Although you caught me in the middle of a last check-up…" he continued, somewhat irritated, but Ben interrupted him, "I’m not paying you to fuck them senseless over and over again."
Ben now took one a more serious attitude. "What’s her physical state?" he asked Ryan as he looked at Alex, taking her in from head to toe. "Her feet are not unspoilt. Had to use glass to keep her near me. She’s been a lot of trouble." Ben smiled. "Genitals? Breasts?" "Completely intact and unharmed, as agreed" Ryan stated. "Perhaps you can..."
"What the fuck is going on?" Alex screamed right through the conversation. "What the hell are you doing here? What are you talking about?" She felt her face flush in anger and fear. She hadn’t expected this at all. "Quiet!" Ben agressively hushed her. "She has quite a mouth, doesn’t she? I expected she wasn’t entirely submissive, but that she’d be trouble..." he said to Ryan as they both got up and walked towards the girl. "Fuck no!" Alex yelled and bolted back towards the stairs. Ryan already expected such a reaction and sped after her. He was able to run up the stairs taking four steps at a time as opposed to little Alex, who only ran half as fast. On top of the stairs he caught her by the waist. "Back downstairs with you, kid" he snarled as he dragged her down.
Ryan came back into the living room, hardly capable of holding on to the clawing, kicking and screaming girl. "Calm down!" he yelled as Ben closed in. He grabbed both of Alex’s wrists, which wasn’t too difficult for him as her clawing was directed at the man behind her, making her wrists easily accesible to him. Ryan, thankful for his cooperation to take control of the wildcat in front of him, took over the wrists and locked them behind her back. Because of the size of her tiny wrists, he was able to hold them both with one hand. His right hand held a firm grip on her neck. "Got her" he confirmed to Ben. "Move it to that big trap of hers" he corrected Ryan. Ryan obeyed, moving his hand from her neck towards her mouth, holding such a tight grip Alex was afraid her jaw might crack.
"Much better, I don’t need to hear her anymore." Ben nodded. Alex was ready to spam a new wave of objections but more than a high-pitched muffled mumbling didn’t escape her mouth. "Now to continue our conversation before we got rudely interrupted…" he gave Alex a foul look "…has she been used much?" Ryan laughed. "Hardly. She’s as tight as a virgin, in any hole." More protesting growls followed. "The only one she had was her boyfriend, some skinny kid who couldn’t have been very…" he paused a moment and squeezed her wrists to taunt her "…impressing."
Ben continued in a monotone fashion. "What about her breasts?" It was not so much the questions her colleague asked that frightened Alex, it was the way he asked them. They were so emotionless, as if he read them off a paper. It fed her fear that this meeting wasn’t a coinsedence at all, but something which had been planned for a longer time than she wished to believe. "I think they will do. Of course I’m not familiar with the preferences of your clients, but…" Ryan interrupted his sentence to keep a firm grip on the girl, who began trashing around the moment the word ‘clients’ was pronounced "they will do." Ben, not entirely convinced, closed in on the girl. He reached out for the zipper of the dress, only half undoing it. Before Alex could so much as protest again, he yanked the top of the strapless dress down, revealing her breasts. He took hold of them, squeezing them, following the curves. Ben even took the time to stimulate her nipples to see what they would look like in their hardened state. Alex burst out into tears, humiliated by her random colleague groping her like that.
She wanted to fight, but she started to tire. She had trouble breathing through her nose all the time as Ryan kept a tight grip on her mouth. She felt dizzy and confused by everything that happened. How did she wind up in this kind of situation? She hadn’t done anything wrong. Silently she prayed, hoped, wished, anything that could save her from this nightmare. In her head she promised whatever deity existed out there that she’d never tease or provoke anyone ever again. She would go back to school and find an honest job, working her way up the socio-economical ladder through her own efforts.
Through watery eyes she glanced at Ben, who carefully placed an expensive looking suitcase on the table. As he opened it, Alex burst out into tears. It was filled with unfolded neat stacks of bills. It was no mystery anymore what was happening. A sale was about to take place and she was the purchased merchandise. Her boss sold her to Ben, her colleague Ben who was so worried about her the day he forced her to perform fellatio under his desk. That he approached her that day probably was not a coinsedence either. "You’re the only one who still works with cash payments, you know that? Our friends in Russia and America have accounts over on the Cayman’s. You should try it." Ben chit-chatted as he showed Ryan exact how many stacks were in. "I’m old-fashioned. I rather not leave any trails leading back to me" he shrugged.
As Ben glared at Alex –his eyes were cold, unaffected by her tears- taking her in from head to toe once again, he mentioned: "You know I can’t offer you the normal rate for this one. I’m not sure if she’s worth the money, seen as I haven’t picked her out myself. The quality is lower than my preference." Ryan smiled. "She’s worth it, trust me." He flipped the girl around roughly and locked eyes with the terrified creature in front of him. Ben, in the mean time, adjusted the dress around her breasts and zipped her up.
"If it wasn’t for your little attempt to blaickmail me, I probably wouldn’t even have noticed what a gem you were" he now spoke directly to Alex. He felt her tremble in his grip, partially from fear, partially from the crying she still so desperately tried to avoid. She eyed him with mixed feelings, a mingling of shame and anger. Again that determinism appeared in her eyes. Ryan was impressed. Even now, when she had no chance of escaping whatever fate Ben had for her in store, she stood her ground.
It was the only moment that Ryan felt remorse. Not for his actions though. In the past years he delivered several girls to Ben or others in the network. He did exactly what he was supposed to do. Find them, capture them, break them in, tame them and present them to the buyer. However, Alex had never been a conscious choice from the start. It was sheer coinsedence she presented herself to him. She was special to him. He loved her fierceness, her nearly unbreakable spirit and unruly ways of doing. If it wasn’t for the fact that he needed the money for this job badly –it had been a while since he delivered his last package- he would’ve considered keeping her as his own. Perhaps he should consider finding a personal pet soon. "Is she reserved?" he asked with a hint of curiosity. He normally didn’t ask where the girls would end up, but as a final act of dominance over his little colleague.
Ben looked at his surprised, until he realized Ryan spoke out of his own interest. "Yes. I got an order from Japan which is going to make me a very rich man as soon as I am done with her. Don’t even think about buying her off, you couldn’t afford what they will pay me" he laughed eventually. "It’s sheer luck that she fits the profile, else I wouldn’t have bothered to put her on the market." Alex started to cry again, unable to grasp reality. There was no way she could end up being some Japanese bastard’s sex slave or pet or servant or dinner or furniture or fuck knows what she was meant for. "Please…" she pleaded with Ryan for the last time, locking eyes with him for a final time.
She realized life as she knew it was over. She would never see Jonathan, the office, her apartment, her parents or her friends again. Ryan released his grip over her mouth and instantly a cloth with a strong intoxicating smell was held over her mouth. Ryan kissed her, the first and onlt object of his affection and desire, goodbye on the forehead as she slowly slipped into unconsciousness. In her last moments of awareness she looked up at a lamp hanging in the room, which began to grow brighter and brighter until it filled her entire vision with a white haze before slowly fading into the black nothingness. In the final moment she heard Ben’s voice somewhere in the distance "Today is the first day of the rest of your life. Welcome to my world, baby."
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