A shiver of revulsion runs through me. I quickly shower in the frigid water and head back out.This can’t be good.
Asshole guard leads me to the pulley elevators, and we sink down below the greenhouses, he shoves me out and leads me to a cell door.
He’s inserting a key and I hear the locks tumble open as I look through the bars and gasp. There’s a naked woman sitting on a desk. She’s blindfolded, her brown hair tumbles in damp waves over her shoulders. Her arms are crossed over her breasts and her head is tilted towards us and she jumps as the door is slammed shut.
I haven’t seen a woman up close in over two years; I might hate myself after tonight.
The Embrace
Brynn
I feel a soft caress, one finger stroking the length of my arm. My breath puffs in fast hitches, I’m going to pass out. Strong arms close around my back, and I hear a quiet husky whisper.
“I won’t hurt you, Shhhhh it’s okay. I just want to be close.”
He holds me tightly and I try to get myself under control. He’s warm and solid and I’m pretty sure he’s also naked. Tears stream down my cheeks from under the blindfold and I feel large hands rubbing up and down my spine. I’m overwhelmed by his touch and snuggle into his neck.
He growls low in my ear, “Good girl.”
I shudder in his arms and still. He holds me for what seems like hours. I’ve shifted to sitting on top of the desk and leaning on his chest. He stands between my thighs. I can feel the solid length of him on my belly and rib cage.
I startle awake, his hands caressing my back.
“It’s okay,” he whispers. “I’ve got you.”
Sleep routinely means dreams of The Before with sunshine and giggles behind my eyelids and waking up with heartbreak.
Tonight, there is only the velvety darkness, and a measure of comfort and safety, I’m not sure how I feel. But this is more intimacy than I’ve experienced in a long time, there was no tenderness or true intimacy in the trade games, and I’ve forgotten how good it feels to be close to a man.
He’s whispering to me again, so soft that I can’t make out what he’s saying. And I stiffen as I hear the locks begin to disengage.
“Don’t look, keep on the blindfold. Be good tomorrow and I’ll be allowed to see you again.”
His head moves from my cheek, and I feel soft kisses against my lips. I kiss him back without thinking, and he growls at me pulling me tightly against him. He’s hard everywhere, his forearms shaking with the force of pulling me forward and keeping me close to him.
I hear him whisper “Be a good girl”, and I feel the empty space in front of me.
His heat is gone, and I begin to shiver again. The constant fear of this place seeps into my being from his absence. The door bangs shut, and I am more alone than ever.
I sleep soundly in my cot that night for the few hours that are left.
The next morning I’m planting seeds and a woman I’ve seen in passing approaches.
She is graceful and striking with flawless golden-brown skin and her hair is tied back with a dirty makeshift scarf. Her eyes are sooty with long black lashes, and she has an air of self-assuredness. She begins arranging pots on a tray for planting next to me.
She leans close to me and whispers, “The stocks, you went down last night in Emily’s place. Were you raped?”
I look into her eyes and subtly shake my head. She nods at me and moves away.
I take a deep breath and resume my work.What would she have done if I said yes?Women have no power here.Who is she, and why does she care? What are the stocks? Did anyone see us? Will I be punished?I panic as my thoughts spiral out of control. My hands shake, and another thought pops to the forefront of my mind.What if they keep me from seeing him again? Why do I care? I’m delusional. I cannot care about anyone. Nothing good can come from this. Nothing good at all.
The Stocks
Declan
I’m distracted. I’m supposed to be working in my lab, but I can’t get her out of my head.
My lab has limited light and power for several days a week, but when it’s down I’m sent to the yard. I only have two more days in the lab this week. I sigh, I need to make progress.