Saturday, January 7, 2012

Janowrimo, Day 3 of 30. Word Count Goal: 1,650 Current: 413

She can't even run away properly. Everything she "owns" is His or was given to her by Him. She's still even sore from Him. Everywhere she goes, everything she sees are His protocols, rules, and directions.


She slammed her fists into the inside lid of the box. She knows there's no point trying to get out, but she's just so angry.


The pain was unbearable. He had decided to push her limits and see how far He could push her so that He knew what would be appropriate punishment later. He could trust easily that this pain wouldn't break her, He might even be able to kill her before she would submit in fashion to Him. So He tortured her, broke her bones, bruised her body, and had an overall good time see how far she be pushed and still heal over night.

Note to Self: Silver doesn't slow regular healing process.

It made her ravenous. The days after He tortured her, she was always hungry. He would call it punishment or correction, but since she didn't willingly belong to Him anyway, it was all the same to her.
She would smell the food hours before He let her out of the box, and it was absolute torture to sit through the scent of meat, fresh meat! being cooked. Of course she would only eat fresh meat when she was on wolf form, but it made her ache to change to it. She could tell how each piece was being cooked, what was being used to season it, and what cut of meat it was, much less what animal was being cooked.

It took more than a few days to get used to Him watching her shovel down food, not knowing if He was going to let her eat, make her stop eating halfway through or what. But He would just sit and watch her eat, studying her.

He noticed her hunger was proportioned to how much He'd put her through the day before, and she was never sleepy.


He wouldn't let her wash herself. He chained her to a wall in the dungeon and hosed her down - with warm water, soaped her up, and cleaned her to His specifications. He shaved her, too. It was humiliating, but it was nice, as well.

This is how He broke her into some service. If she did it to His specifications, she could do it herself. If not, He would - and it would embarrass her.

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