Page 25 of Beneath Submission
~Seventeen~
Although the clothes that Mr. Sakai’s assistant had chosen for me were very beautiful, he was going to be surprised when I showed up to his auction wearing anything but the fancy gown that he picked out for me. With only a few days left until the big event, I was becoming more anxious than I had ever been. My time was running out and I still hadn’t found a way out of this place.
I had even gone so far as to pretend that I was sick in order to be taken to the hospital. Little did I know that he had a doctor on staff to see to my care. In a way it didn’t surprise me when he showed up in my room. With the amount of abuse the girls got during the exhibitions, it made sense to have a doctor close by. Thankfully, he attributed my illness to dehydration and prescribed plenty of fluids. He never suspected that I was faking it.
As I sat in the room alone, I was beginning to go crazy with the silence. I hadn’t had a real conversation with anyone except Aiko and that was over a week ago. My friend from the window was also gone. I hadn’t seen him since the day we went to LA to meet with Mr. Sakai’s personal shopper. No matter how I looked at it, this place was a prison, even if the cell I was in was made for a queen.
Afraid that I was on the verge of losing it, I picked up the house phone and waited for someone to answer. I thought that maybe I could convince someone to free me from this room by allowing me to go outside and walk the grounds. Thumping my fingers against the table, a man’s voice finally came over on the other end. Taking a deep breath, I asked hesitantly, “Is there any way I can get out of my room and possibly walk the grounds to get some fresh air?”
At first there was silence, but then the masculine voice responded, “I will see what I can do.”
Hanging up the receiver, I pulled a chair to the window and waited for someone to come through the door or call back to let me know that my wish had been granted. The minutes turned into hours and I knew that my request had been denied. Just when I was ready to give up waiting, the lock on the door turned, but to my dismay, it was only one of the staff personal bringing me the last meal of the day.
Placing it on the desk, the young man turned and walked out the door, locking it behind him. Not even the smell of the food under the silver domes could brighten my mood or the way I felt. Walking passed the tray, I went to the closet. Looking at the dress on last time, I removed it from the edge of the door and tucked it away in the closet where it couldn’t be seen. I was tired of being reminded of what would be happening in a couple of days.
Picking out a nightgown from the closet, I removed my clothes and slipped it on. I thought for sure that when my head hit the pillow that I would instantly fall asleep. With everything going on, my thoughts were playing havoc on my exhaustion and I was only able to look at the ceiling cursing myself to fall asleep.
After several bouts of trying to get comfortable, I finally found peace and my thoughts were taken to the place that I loved so much. Unfortunately, it was only for a short while since the sun began to rise, filling my room with light. Given the fact that Mr. Sakai didn’t tolerate laziness, I sprung from the bed exhausted and headed to the shower to see if I could bring some life to this body.
Having found that the shower did nothing for my tired body, I walked to the closet in a zombie state. Picking out something conservative and comfortable, I opted for a flare skirt and a pink tank top to match. I wasn’t sure what Mr. Sakai had planned for me, but hopefully he was going to be occupied with the preparations for the auction, therefore wouldn’t care that I was dressed unfitting to his standards, which matched the way I felt.
After finishing getting ready, I took my place by the window as I always did. It was the only connection I had to the outside and was much better than staring at the four walls that kept me captive. Twisting the lock to the window, I pushed it open and breathed in the fresh air that the outside had to offer. Pulling the chair close to the window, I gazed down at the garage hoping that my friend would be working on Mr. Sakai’s cars or even working on the grounds.
As I waited, anticipating that he would appear, I tried to enjoy the warmth that the sun had to offer. Closing my eyes for a short moment, I heard the sound of a car pulling up to the garage. My eyes popped open to find that it was only one of Mr. Sakai’s men getting out of the car. I thought for sure that my friend would be opening the garage door for him, but instead the man walked over to the door and reached inside to open the overhead garage door himself.
When the man was finally out of sight and the overhead door closed, I took my eyes off of him and moved from the window. There wasn’t anything else for me to do. I knew that my friend wouldn’t be making an appearance and I couldn’t sit in front of the window until he did.
Out of desperation, I walked over to the bedroom door and turned the handle. I don’t know what I was thinking. Maybe it was my desperation kicking in or maybe it was wishful thinking that the door would be unlocked. I wanted so badly just to walk out of the room and leave this house.
Taking a seat on the floor against the door, I leaned my head back and began contemplating my future. In two days, I would more than likely be leaving this place. All I could hope for now was that the highest bidder would be a kind, gentle man and treat me well. I wouldn’t even care if he was old and unattractive as long as he treated me well.
Leaning my head back against the door, my eyes focused on the curtain surrounding the window, counting the diamond shape squares just to keep my mind on something else other than the auction. I could feel my eyes becoming heavier and heavier. Sliding further down the door, I rolled over, pulling my knees to my chest. Exhaustion finally won out and I fell asleep.
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The room was dark when my eyes fluttered open, which let me know that I slept the entire day away. Getting up from the floor, I walked over to the bed and looked at the clock that was sitting on the nightstand. It was already seven o’clock in the evening. My stomach began to rumble. I stared back at the tray that was sitting on the desk and wondered if there was anything on it that I could eat to satisfy my hunger. Given the hour, I was surprised to find that no one had come the entire day to bring me my meals.
Lifting one of the domes off the plate, I was surprised to find that there was an assortment of fresh fruits, which included, an apple, strawberries and a banana. These things I could definitely eat without getting sick. The other dome didn’t offer the same. I knew for a fact that the chicken would be bad as well as the bed of rice that it sat on.
Grabbing the knife. I began cutting into the apple, which made my mouth water. Putting a small chunk in my mouth, my hunger was on its way to being satisfied. When I had finished the apple, the strawberries were next, followed by the banana. Even though I wasn’t completely full, my stomach no longer protested.
Placing the dome over the empty plate, I picked up the glass of water and drank it down. There was no longer any ice in the glass, but it still quenched my thirst. Staring at the knife that I had placed back onto the tray, a thought came to my mind. Taking it from the tray, I walked over to the door and inspected the handle. Feeling a sense of joy, I saw that there were two screws holding the handle in place.
I wasn’t sure if I would be able to loosen the screws with the knife, but if I didn’t try, I would never know. As I held the knife up to the screw, I found that the tip of the knife was too pointed to do any good and it didn’t matter how hard I tried to make it work, there was no way I would be able to turn the screws.Why did I think that I would be able to get out of here?Mr. Sakai was much smarter than me, even down to the utensils he provided for me to eat with.
