Unwanted

After I had shoved my belongings in a suitcase, I was dragged down the stairs by one of my previous owners only to be pushed off the bottom step and directly into my new owner.
Instantly I froze. Do I apologise? Do I back away? Do I just stand here like a fool?
Oh wait, it must be the last one, all I ever do is act like a fool.
I stood there not knowing what to do with myself; it was too late to do anything else. It’d be awkward if I just apologised after standing frozen for a while.

I felt a hand slip around my waist gently resting on the small of my back, guiding me out of the door.
Wait.
I was being guided out of the door and I was soon sitting in the back of a black taxi. As the car came to life I realised something; I was finally leaving this place. The cruel people living here no longer owned me; instead I now have an incredibly attractive man as my master.
My master.
I belonged to him now. Every part of my daily life now depends on what this man wants to do with me. What did he even want from me?
Oh.
I was part of a whore house and he obviously went there trying to find a new ‘toy’.
I was the toy.
But why would he choose me knowing that I’m untrained. I don’t know how to please him and I’ll surely be a disappointment.
Someone like him just had to choose someone like me – an untrained slave- to be his little fuck toy.

“You think too much dear.”

“I’m not thinking, Sir.”

“It’s written all over your face, there’s no point in lying to me, It’ll just result in being punished.”

I gulped. My old masters made me accustomed to the punishment. But they were always ‘gentle’. Try telling my ass that it was gentle because if my ass could talk it’d tell you to stop talking a load of crap.
But what if my new master was a lot harsher with his punishments...not that’d I’d exactly mind, I just prefer to be able to actually sit down without dealing with sharp pains.

“Tell me, Ava, what is going on in that innocent little head of yours?”
“Nothing, Sir.” I muttered
“Ava, I’m going to ask you one more time. What are you thinking about?”

His expression was stern and appeared as if he meant every word he spoke.
I let out a sigh. Either I tell him what’s wrong or I get punished.

“It’s just...why me. Why would you want me when I have no experience in anything. My old masters told you this, I’m untrained. So, why would you want me when you could’ve easily had any one of the girls back there – at least they’d be able to give you what you want.”
“Is that what this is all about , Ava? You think you won’t be able to give me what I want?”

I nodded, of course that’s what I think – no, I know I can’t give him what he wants

“Tell me, what exactly do you think I want from you.”
“Well you got me from a whore house so I presume you want sex.” I scoffed
“If you think I only want you for sex then you shall only be used for sex. If you really think I would treat you like any other sex slave then that is exactly how you shall be treated. You shall be treated as a common whore; you will clean, sleep in the basement and obey my every word. ” He snarled

As he turned away from me I gulped. By speaking my thoughts I had chosen my future. I was raised in a whore house and now I will be treated as a whore. All because I couldn’t keep my mouth shut.

After around another fifteen minutes of sitting in awkward silence, the car finally pulled up outside a huge house. It wasn’t a mansion and it wasn’t a regular sized two storey house. It was somewhere in the middle so I guess multiple people lived here.
Does that mean I will be shared among others or will I just be his?
I daren’t ask him because I don’t want to make anything worse.

The car came to a stop and I leant forward to open the door but I felt a hand wrap around my arm and I turned to look at my new master.

*Chris’ POV*

Maybe I was too harsh on her earlier, I mean if I’m honest it makes sense why she would think I only want to use her as my submissive. I did go there to get a fuck toy but then when I entered that room with all the girls in, that thought went out of my mind the second I saw my dancing barista. I have to have her, not as a common whore.

“I’m sorry about what I said earlier, I’m going to give you another chance just don’t step out of line this time, the only reason I’m willing to give you another chance is that your train of thought does make sense however it is untrue in this case. I don’t want you as a common whore, I want to get to know you and I want to have you as my sub. Maybe not straight away but when you are comfortable.”
“Thank you sir, I’ll behave.”

I stepped out of my side of the car and quickly rushed around to Ava’s side. I pulled open the door and held out my arm which she quickly took. Her arm linked with mine and we began to walk down the short cobbled path leading to the front door.

“Are you ready to meet my friends and their partners?”
“As ready as I’ll ever be.”

And with that I pushed open the front door to the place that I call home.

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