All Chapters of Her Master and His Possession : Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Sitting across me were my classmates Mona and Liam, their eyes red, like the blood socketing through their veins. The smell of alcohol storming into our conversations as we speak and tiny littered Nachos on the table, anybody who saw us could tell we were celebrating a feast, probably a birthday or a promotion, perhaps even reuniting with our long lost love. But NO, we weren’t here because of that, we were here because of a stupid mistake my friend Mona had committed, unable to comprehend the seriousness of the situation, we would be in few hours, we got drunk, to avoid thinking about it. The loud music in the pub covered Mona's sobs while she swayed her body to the beat, her head fumbled moving sideways, to and fro, like a broken pendulum, her bright red lipstick still intact even when her eyeliner was making it down her cheek like spider webs, she looked miserable. 

It was not my reason to disobey what my parents and other elders had said, but if I choose to ignore the scream, then my dreams would be haunted by them and I will never have a peaceful sleep worrying about whether I did the right thing ignoring it. Instead, I try to confront the situation although it will never turn out to be good, at least it will hurt my conscience, less. I snuck close, taking the wide tree trunks as cover. At a distance, were few cars and a truck, I heard loud shouts, it was too blur to see anything and my concentration wasn't stagnant. I had to go further, to analyze the situation, I knew I had to call the police, but it always took an hour for them to arrive, so it was never an option to begin with. Probably a few photos or videos would help me later to register a case. I pulled out my phone from my sling bag, the low battery sign glowed shutting it off. Cursing the ill-fa

' oh sure,' he squeaked, pulling me towards a large basement which was 15ft high. Some red tents which were raised on the ground, with women moving in and out of it, all dressed in seductive clothing. Most of them had the same dress code a black netted dress that had padded bras and skin-tight panties, a red lipstick outshining their pale complexion, and a black mask. They all looked the same from a distance. The only way to differentiate each other was the curves they were born with. Among them were some who wore just a white satin along their curve, wearing a white mask, and a few who wore black lingerie which barely covered their breasts matched with a black mask. As I walked towards the tent, I noticed the dress the red-masked girl wore. ' Why are their different colored masks?' I asked curiously. ' Is this your first time?' he asked looking through the clothes w

This world is too cruel and turning blind eyes was to deny the truth. Unlike many, I too wished, I never crossed paths with the darkness......I laughed at the state I was in, no god, no light, no hero would help out of this situation other than myself. '5th row, it's your turn now' the old lady sitting on a chair said, as the boys came up to us, holding syringes in their hand. My mind was prepared, strengthened like a rock to not give in to pleasure, but to overcome it. As the fluids in my body mixed, my head started feeling light. I followed the girl out of the hot room, standing in a queue a few feet away from the stage where I would be sold. My body started feeling hot, a new unknown sensation enveloped my waist wanting to be freed, wanting to be taken, only two girls standing between me and the stage. I had to resist this feeling. The way my heart would beat loud and clear asking for another

I kept shifting towards the radiating warmth that seemed to soothe my pain and relieve my stress. The smell of forest wood had given me pleasant dreams of a future filled with harmony and peace. I tightened my hands around this warmth, wanting to be closer, nuzzling my head towards it and a disrupted voice flared up. I neglected it as the early owl’s crocked voice and continued my way towards the warmth, and another low growl erupted. Dismissing it again as the voice of a huge fluffy dog, growling for warmth, I smiled. ‘ If you keep enticing me like this, baby girl, the thin thread making me keep my sanity will break’ I heard a man’s voice whisper near my ears, and my eyes shot open, wide and scared. Seeing myself wrapped around this man who wore a black mask. I immediately retrieved my hands and legs, which were crawling around his body like