Every wall was covered in metal loops and boards holding all sorts of different things. Floggers, whips and crops. Handcuffs and rope all hung up neatly in place on all four black walls. There was no window in the room but it felt surprisingly cool and breezy. She found the source and tried to bang the air vent, wriggling it, desperately trying to find a way out before BANG! The door opened and Mia jumped back in fear. She calmed her composure and dusted her dress off before turning to the open door. It was Axel again, he had changed his clothes. The scent of whiskey lingering on his breath as he locked the door behind himself and approached Mia. "On your knees doll, I've got a lot of built up tension for you to release so get to it." He snarled at her waiting as he went to unzip his pants. Mia froze for a moment, her brain ticking with ideas on what to do. She ruled out escaping, the guy was the leader of the mafia, there wasn't a single way she could escape and survive with them chasing her down every road. She had to give him what he wanted, it had been years since Mia had touched another person. Her first love had been her childhood sweetheart, they had split when she turned 18. The bittersweet reminder of love lost stung at Mia's chest as she collapsed to her knees in submission. His cock bulging in his suit pants threatening to rip the seams as she rushed to unzip his pants. She took his length in her mouth as it hit the back of her throat she forced down a gag. His thrusts getting harder and faster, more wild and vigorous with every movement. She held her breath and waited for it to end.
He quickly finished and zipped his pants back up, when he looked up his entire personality changed. He saw the mess he had left her in, tears streaming down her flushed red cheeks. Something softened in his glare as he looked down upon her, he shook his head as he picked her up and carried her out of the room and into the bathroom across the hallway. He sat her of a soft chair in the corner as he ran her a bath. "Y'know it's gunna be harder for you if you fight it like this, you're mine now Doll. Better get used to it." He scoffed as he unzipped her dress and picked her up and placed her into the warm bubble filled bathtub. She nodded her head in acceptance more for herself than to him. Her body felt wrong, she lay limp in the large bath. Emotions flooding her body as reality struck her, she bit her lip to stop the sobs escaping her mouth. She needed to be strong, especially in front of him. She reminded herself of her goals as he cleaned her up. She grabbed his hand and removed the sponge. "I am capable of doing this myself thank you very much, at least leave me one thing I can do independently." Mia's voice sounded a lot stronger then she felt, she was like a game of Jenga on its last turn before crumbling. One thing could make her snap, she was not about to let that happen. Lauren would be worried sick eventually, she had to get out even if it meant playing Axels game.
"Can you stand on your own Darlin'?" Axel said in a slightly cocky voice challenging Mia. "Of course I can." Mia replied with a slight tremble to her voice, she snatched the towel he was holding up out of his hands and wrapped it around herself as she regained her composure. "So tell me more about what you expect from me, why have you kidnapped me instead of acting like a normal human and asking me out? Be honest, not like there's a need to lie to me, I don't have a choice." Mia huffed as she ended the sentence hoping for a sensible answer. "You will find out soon enough, but for now do as I tell you and don't argue back." He leaned close to her and kissed her cheek, she stood her ground and turned her face towards him, grazing her lips on his as a challenge. His breath became rugged as his hand slipped up her back and into her wet frizzy hair grasping at the roots. Pulling her head back as he trickled small kisses down her neck pulling on her hair. "Don't challenge me Doll, you won't win." His tongue snaked up her neck to her ear and he released her hair from his hand. "Now you have access to this floor, you can't get out without my finger print the doors are all locked. Only I can get in and out so no one else will come messing with you, I will send a maid in with your food for the evening soon." A tiny speck of unspoken concern laced his voice as he turned to leave.
Mia had finally explore the whole room, she went to open the door as the door gently opened. "Excuse me Miss, I have your dinner here. Where would you like to eat? There is a dining room next door if you wish to eat at the table." A small old woman spoke, her voice was gentle and her wrinkle touched face held layers of wisdom. Mia followed her into the room next to the bedroom and saw a large oak table in the centre of the room, the windows were from the floor to the ceiling. The golden evening sun blasted through the windows exposing a beautiful mixture of sky rise buildings and well maintained green spaces. "The master feels you should become more comfortable with your life here, I swear by it myself he will never hurt you in the way you're expecting. Between us, you are a prize for him to show off. His father is a complicated man to adjust to, but you will learn and understand eventually." She gently bowed to Mia as she placed the food on the table in front of her. Leaving Mia's head whirling with new thoughts and feelings. Maybe this would be a good opportunity for her. She stared out the window lost in thought, realising what had actually gone on the past 48 hours. Her life had taken a giant turn, her flight would leave soon and Lauren wouldn't have a clue where she went. Her stomach growled in frustration with her, she looked down at the plate of beautifully prepared pasta and hesitantly took a bite. It was beautiful, she was expecting bare minimum on care but he seemed to have some kind of soft side, and it was now Mia's job to bring it out of him.