I was captivated by the jars when both Nivia and Kristia stopped me before the grand desk.
The tall woman put the jar she was inspecting back on the shelf and went over to the desk to scribble down some notes on the papers that were strewn about.
I can’t help but admire her impressive beauty and the commanding way in which she carries herself.
Her hair was jet black, cascading in waves down to her mid back. The enthralling shade of electrifying blue that painted her irises was framed by a black liner, which could almost rival the allurement of the moonlight’s glow in the calm midnight ocean.
My eyes traveled further down to capture every detail of the wondrous temptress before me.
Her meticulously outlined cupid’s bow shaped her luscious red lips which sat on silky smooth, pale skin.
She was wearing a white buttoned up blouse with the top three buttons undone, which exposed enough cleavage to entice anyone who dared lay eyes on her. The gray blazer and pencil skirt she was wearing not only commanded respect and hugged her curves in all the right places but made her look even more imposing.
What the hell?
I have never looked at another woman this way, nor cared to; the thought had never crossed my mind.
I had only ever dated men or been attracted to them. At least, that’s what I thought. That’s what society and my upbringing conditioned me to think.
My thoughts were racing, and I was starting to feel weird. My heart picked up speed and a tingling sensation ran down my spine and ended at my core.
This can’t be real. I can’t feel this way. Here I am, kidnapped, and I’m coveting this woman?
Wait, kidnapped! At the reminder of the situation, I am jerked back to reality and my mood shifts again to that of fury.
I have been abducted for the pleasure of this woman.
God, this is ridiculous. I rolled my eyes and exhaled audibly. This act was not lost on the tall woman at the desk.
“Am I keeping you from anything?” Purrs the woman as she directs her focus at me, arching a perfectly plucked eyebrow, an amused grin plastered her face.
I glower at the woman defiantly while trying to free myself from Nivia and Kristia’s hold to no avail.
“Uncuff her and take off that gag. I want to see what my new toy has to say,” the woman ordered as she stood up from the desk and walked towards me, heels clicking with every step.
Kristia and Nivia did as they were told, then took a couple of steps back.
I rubbed my wrists, relieved to be free from my bonds because now I would be able to act according to what was about to unfold.
The woman stopped about a foot away from me, and it took all of my power to stand my ground and keep glaring at her. Fear ran down my spine, and I forcefully swallowed the lump that had formed in my throat.
“Well?” She questioned.
“Ac-Actually,” I cleared my throat, “yes. In fact, you and your little minions here are keeping me from studying for a particularly important test on Monday. Not only did your worthless lackeys abducted me, hurt me, and talked about me as if I were an animal, but you have the audacity to just scribble away at your notes and ignore us!” The venom-laced words spilled out of my mouth before I could contain them. My hands were trembling as they formed tight fists.
There was a moment of stunned silence, then derisive laughter erupted from everyone except the woman before me.
Her amused expression was even more evident. She held up a hand to silence her subordinates.
“Well, looks like you made quite the selection.” The woman directed herself to Nivia and Kristia as she slowly circled around her newly acquired prey, looking me up and down. “Looks like I’ll have lots of fun with this one. What say you, puppet?” She was now in front of me once more.
Without thinking, I threw a punch directed at her face, but she was too fast. She grabbed my arm, twisted her body, and threw me over her back and onto the floor, knocking the air from my lungs.
My eyes widened at the realization of what just occurred, and I quickly managed to stand up, not wanting to be in a vulnerable position.
“Seems that I’ll have to tame you.”
“Who are you? What do you want with me?”
“I am Dr. Raven Garnett, but you will call me Mistress. You, my dear, are my precious new toy with which I will have the pleasure of indulging my carnal desires where and when I please. You will also learn obedience one way or another.” Dr. Garnett took a brief pause to look me over as she placed her finger under my chin, her eyes lingering on the cut on my forehead. “I can’t wait to experiment on your precious little body.”
Fear ran through me at her words, and I took a step back. I remembered her name from a couple of years ago, it was all over the newspapers.
“Wait, you’re the disgraced Dr. Garnett whose license was revoked due to unethical behavior?”
She chuckled at my question. “You might say that the Medical Association and I had creative differences and that’s why we parted ways.”
"Creative differences and you want to experiment on me? Whatever happened to ‘do no harm’?” I scoffed.
“I never saw the Hippocratic Oath as a rule, more of a suggestion. Besides, I don’t believe in being bogged down by ethics when I can get results much faster my way. That’s what the papers failed to mention, how I got my results.” She chuckled. “The Medical Association never had an inkling of how far I took my experiments. Anyway, enough about that, what’s your name, pretty girl?”
“You’re a monster! Why the fuck would I ever tell you?” I looked straight at her while balling my fists up again. Adrenaline was pumping through my veins, and I was visibly shaking.
“No?” She tittered as she approached me once again. I barely stood my ground. “I don’t like to repeat myself, but this is your first time, so I’ll ask once again.” She cupped my cheek, and I felt my hair stand on end. “If I don’t get the answer that I want, you will know firsthand how merciless I can truly be.”
I looked down for a moment, let out a shaky breath, then looked back up and spit in her face. I slapped her hand away and went to turn on my heel, but she grabbed my throat with her other hand.
“You have a lot to learn, pretty girl.” She sneered as she wiped the saliva from her face, then placed her free hand on my throat, squeezing even tighter. I was clawing at her hands, but she tightened her grip. I was wheezing, and my vision was starting to blur. A tear ran down my cheek. She lifted me up until my feet barely touched the ground. Panic set in, and I was anxiously clawing at her hands even harder, digging the nails into my neck. I could feel my skin breaking, my wheezing more audible by the second. I tried to choke out my name, but all that came out were guttural sounds. She let up just enough pressure for me to make out my name, “Ke-Keira Sinclair!”
Dr. Garnett let go of my neck just before I was about to pass out, and I dropped with a loud thud to the ground, gasping and coughing for air. My hands went up to my neck to inspect the damage and sure enough my fingers came up with blood. Before I could stand up or even look up at her, her shoe came down on the back of my neck, pinning me to the ground. I did not fight her this time.
“Well, well, Keira Sinclair, what a lovely name.” She kept her heel digging into my neck. I squirmed a little trying to take the pressure off when I heard her growl. I stopped moving. I heard Kristia approaching her and handing her some things. “Looks like you are - were - a third year university student. I’ll have to see what your belongings reveal about you. I’ll send your phone over to my IT department to see what they uncover. Now that I have your full attention, I’ll make a deal with you. I will let you sit up, if you keep quiet and do not cause me any more annoyances.”
“Ye-Yes.” I said just above a whisper. Her heel dug deeper.
“Yes what?”
I didn’t want to say it. I didn’t want to admit defeat, and I certainly did not want to call her that. When I took too long to respond, she pressed down even harder, and I whimpered.
“Yes, Mistress!” I choked out before she decided to press any further.
“Good,” the word rolled off her tongue with satisfaction, “you may sit up on your knees.”
She took her weight off my neck, and I begrudgingly got on my knees.
“I love it when a girl kneels in front of me.” She leered as the lascivious words came out. Somehow, I managed to keep the rising bile down.
“You will have a set of rules to follow. I expect you to follow them to a T. If you decide to act against them, you will be met with consequences.” I let out a small sigh while she continued,” Rule number one: you will always address me as Mistress. Rule number two: you will address my staff as either ‘sir’ or ‘ma’am.’ Rule number three: no back talking or cursing. Rule number four: you will obey any command given to you. Is all this clear?”
I paused for a second, pondering on whether to give her a smart ass reply or not, but I didn’t want to be caught at the end of her hands again.
“Yes, Mistress.” I sighed in defeat as I looked at the floor, feeling small.
She gripped my hair and pulled my head back to look up at her, “Be a good girl now and go with Nivia and Kristia to get processed. I will join you as soon as I finish some paperwork.”
Processed?
My eyes widened at her words, but I didn’t dare say anything. She pulled my hair up to make me stand, and both Nivia and Kristia were soon at my side, grabbing a shoulder each.
I need to get out of here.