Chattel

[T_O_M]

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~a closed story~

Rifling through a small photo stack of women's faces one caught the attention of the man sitting behind a desk who scanned through them.

He pulled it from the others and set it aside on the expansive top and viewed it more closely. An immaculately manicured finger tapped the image as he looked up to a ruggedly handsome well groomed man in a dark tailored suit who bore no expression.

"This one. Oh yes, definitely this one I want.”

The other simply nodded once.

You know your task”, he said leaning back in his chair, lacing his fingers behind his head as he studied the man standing four feet from him across the desk. He was a man who looked like he could be 28 or 48, dark hair and clean shaven, eyes of a hawk, tall and solid, professional and efficient but most obviously deadly serious with blood as cold as ice.

"Will the usual three days be fine?"

“With her…can you produce in one?”

"Guaranteed? There is no way."

The man behind the desk grew irritated "Then make it two", he said disgustedly.

“At express rates.”

“Of course", he spat out.

The man on the other side of the desk nonchalantly turned and headed towards the door, not looking back, "I will contact you just before delivery."

The man behind the desk leaned forward and swept the photo across the desk closer to him. He studied it, studied her, his mood changing. He unconsciously grew hard as his thoughts wandered through the things he could do with her, will do with her.

"Two days. Fuck, You'll just have to make up for me waiting girl. Shame you begin with a punishment. You won't make me wait again."

 

[caela]

Rolling out of her bed Nicola sighed softly and reached up over her head, her body stretching taut as a bowstring and rising up on her heels before settling to flat feet with a small smile playing on her lips. A glance out the window told her quicker than anything that it was a beautiful day and she was glad for it. She had no classes today and could simply enjoy the sunshine as it beat down.

Dressing quickly in a pair of khaki shorts, a violet tank top and a pair of hiking boots she also pulled her thick, chestnut mane into a ponytail before penning a short note for her roommate to tell her she'd gone hiking for the day. It was just too lovely out to spend the day cooped up with books and homework.

Grabbing a satchel she slung the strap over her shoulder after filling it with a bottle of water and some small snack to eat while she was out. Humming a gentle tune to herself she wheeled her bike out of the dorm and set out to enjoy her day with no thought to the danger that might befall her.

 

[T_O_M]

The driver of a nondescript car was nudged by the man in the backseat, who wore headphones while watching a small screen. It showed him a young girl exiting what appeared to be her living quarters and from there he lost sight of her. The driver grabbed a set of binoculars that lay beside him and watched the entrance to the building.

“That’s her”, the driver soon said as he gave his partner the binoculars and started the car.

They followed from afar till they realized she had turned onto a path that cut through the nearby park.

“Check it out”, the driver barked, sending the other to pull up a map of the area on his screen.

“There is only one exit.”

“Perfect. We’ll take her there. Let her exert herself some and make this easier, I‘ve got an idea.”

The two circled the park, stopping at their chosen point for ambush. The trail taken by the young girl was convenient for the students that needed to get across a campus situated around a large park and that trail leads straight to them. The driver gathered what he needed then left the car heading for the mouth of the trail. His partner moved up behind the wheel, watched and waited.

Dressed in jeans and a tucked in white tee shirt was the man who yesterday had just negotiated this transaction. He only nodded to the few that came and went until he saw her.

She was just emerging when he stepped up to her with a worried look on his face and a dog leash coiled in his hand.

“Excuse me miss. I am sorry to bother you but have you seen a dog on the trail? It’s a border collie that I often walk here for exercise.” He chuckled, “she saw a rabbit and the chase began.”

Stepping in closer to her he slipped the leash into his back pocket then extended his hand in welcome.

“Where are my manners? I am Todd, Todd Sheffield. I live at the edge of the University with Lady, my dog.”

The moment their hands locked in a shake she was abruptly yanked to him as a tazer rammed her side sending its incapacitating currents through her. She convulsed as he caught her in his arms. Hoisting her up he carried her a short distance and then deposited her into the backseat of the car as his partner rushed out and tossed the bike in among the trees off the trail. A moment later they casually drove off the campus grounds.

The young girl began to come around as the convulsions resided, gradually regaining self-control only to find the world snuffed out.

A hood encased her head, a small damp rag inside releasing its fumes. First choking her, then numbing her, then intoxicating her before rendering her unconscious.

They pulled over momentarily to let the abductor climb into the front then once more they went about their business.

A few moments later a phone rings and is answered.

“The delivery is ready.”

“That is good news. When can I expect it?”

Glancing at his watch the car’s passenger answered, “it will arrive in 2 hours.”

“Go where you have before, someone will be waiting to unload.”

The connection went dead.

 

[caela]

Excuse me miss.

A voice cut through Nicola's quiet thoughts making her stop her bike. Stepping off and letting it rest against her side as the man introduced himself and asked if she'd seen his dog. It was a common enough question actually in the park. There were leash laws but people were always letting their dogs run. Sometimes it was annoying but today she was just in too good a mood to be upset by it.

"I wish I could help you," she said honestly as she reached to shake his hand.

She didn't even have time to cry out as she was suddenly jerked forward and felt the sudden flare of electricity slamming through her body. The pain of it left her limp and unconscious and she wasn't aware of being moved until she came to in the car.

Came to in a world of darkness and a sickly sweet smell that quickly overpowered her sending her back into unconsciousness embrace. She never heard the call saying she'd be delivered soon or felt her body unloaded when they reached wherever they were going.

The next thing she was actually aware of was slowly coming to with a raging headache and a hood over her head. She shifted to remove it and found her hands bound behind her once more making her whimper in a sudden wave of fear and fury.

"What the hell is going on!" she ranted behind the hood, her voice echoing in her own ears. "This isn't funny!"

 

[T_O_M]

"What the hell is going on!" she ranted behind the hood, her voice echoing in her own ears. "This isn't funny!"

"Funny? Oh no, not even remotely. Though I will admit that I find it quite erotically stimulating. I would suggest that you relax, it will only make it easier for yourself."

The voice talking to her constantly moved around her, never holding to one spot.

"As you may well have noticed by now, I have taken the liberty to disrobe you. After all, you are now mine."

He let that soak in for a moment before continuing.

"Let me explain what to expect. The sooner you learn and put into practice the art of making me happy the better your life will be. Disappoint me and you will suffer. Do not think of escape, the possibility does not exist. This is your world now, for better or worse depends on you. You have only one purpose, one function and it is a simple one, to keep me happy. I am your god, I have that much control over your life now. I can give you all of the pleasures of the world or I can make this a hellish nightmare. It matters not to me, I will enjoy either one."

"From here on out you are known as chattel. That is your name, your identity. You are a thing, a tool, a toy, a slave. Again, simple."

 

[caela]

"As you may well have noticed by now, I have taken the liberty to disrobe you. After all, you are now mine."

The voice moving around her startled her. The tone of it was muffled by the hood but the words themselves were crisp and clear. And they sent fear skittering down her spine. She actually hadn't noticed that she was naked. The couch she seemed to be laid out on was warm and soft and she'd been too damned worried about the hood on her head and the cuffs on her wrists to pay attention to her clothing...or lack thereof.

The more he talked the less she liked what she was hearing.

"From here on out you are known as chattel. That is your name, your identity. You are a thing, a tool, a toy, a slave. Again, simple."

A low growl filled her throat at last and despite her untimately vulnerable position she hissed angrily, "My name is Nicola Varain and I'll answer to nothing else...simple."

 

[T_O_M]

A low growl filled her throat at last and despite her untimately vulnerable position she hissed angrily, "My name is Nicola Varain and I'll answer to nothing else...simple."

He just ignored her outburst. It was to be expected. No, in time she will learn to hold her tongue or it will be held for her. The thought made him smile though she could never see to know.

He grabbed her by the back of the hood, bringing her mostly by being dragged to the back of the couch she had been in. He threw her over the back of it, held down by her hood as he withdrew a leather strap from his back pocket.

"You made me wait for you chattel. No slut of mine makes me wait when I want them. You will make me wait no more."

As if emphasizing the point the brine treated strap, stiff as a board and severe in use struck her ass. Before she could realize what was happening to her the cruel tool struck her ass repeated six, seven, eight more times before stopping. Her ass felt like shards of fire cut through her. A metallic rip reached through the suffocating hood and she knew it was not over for her.

He broke into her before she knew what to expect. Driving in deeply he buried himself to the very root. Both hands held her head over the back of the couch as his hips ground himself even deeper. He slowly withdrew to the tip of his head then plunged in with a forceful grunt and raped her.

He was savage and animalistic. Lust was in control in all of its violent primal glory. He hammered her until she brought him over the edge. His hips bucked sporadically while his turgid cock pumped his balls empty, his cum planted deep in her womb.

As quickly as he entered her he emptied her just as quickly. He straightened himself up and returned to walking around her.

"See, you made me happy there. You took your punishment well, considering and I rewarded you. I will now leave you momentarily, think about what I have told you girl."

 

[caela]

"You made me wait for you chattel. No slut of mine makes me wait when I want them. You will make me wait no more."

Made him wait? She had no idea what he was talking about and the sudden searing pain across her ass was too unexpected to draw much of a reaction. Even as the blows continued to rain down and the pain built in her tender flesh she did little more than grunt in surprise. If she'd known it was coming she might have responded differently but she'd never been struck before and the shock of it kept her still.

And then he drove into her and that too was a shock. He was rough but not wantonly brutal as he used her and she didn't struggle against him which probably made it easier. She wanted to, gods but she wanted to buck him off her and tear into his throat but the hood and cuffs ensured that she didn't. She was angry but she wasn't stupid.

"See, you made me happy there. You took your punishment well, considering and I rewarded you. I will now leave you momentarily, think about what I have told you girl."

Reward? If rape was the reward for taking a punishment well she didn't want to know what the consequences were for taking one poorly. She heard the mans footsteps moving away but didn't know if he'd actually left the room or just moved further away from her. Without sight or touch she simply remained leaning against the back of the couch, too much in shock to even cry yet, her mind simply not wanting to accept all that was happening despite the very real pain in her body telling her it was.

 

[T_O_M]

He indeed had not fully left the room. No, he stopped at the door for a moment to gaze upon her. She remained as he left her, bent over the back of the sofa, her ass bright red and deliciously poised. Her pussy turned up and clearly seen, pink and swollen from him fucking her.

Finally he exited the room, passing on instructions to the man standing just outside.

"Take her down to her quarters and ready her for me. It is time to see how much she needs to be broke."

The other man nodded. "Yes Sir."

 

[caela]

Hands on her body snapped her attention away from the thoughts of escape that had been flooding her mind. They didn't feel like his hands, they were gentler as they moved her from the back of the couch and to her feet. She didn't know what was going on and she stumbled slightly as she was led from the room she'd been in.

The hood remained on her head and her hands remained cuffed behind her back as she was led through quiet hallways. Now and then she thought she heard a snicker or other footfalls but everything was muffled inside the hood and she couldn't be certain.

Finally she was led into another room and a male voice spoke to her, "These will be your quarters," the voice said and she realized she'd been right. It was someone else. Someone she finally got a look at as he unlocked and removed the hood over her head. "The cuffs remain until we are certain you won't hurt yourself or someone else, a girl will be in shortly to prepare you for your Master."

Nicola's head snapped up, dark eyes flashing with fury at the man's words but his own gaze seemed to hold only sympathy.

"Listen well girl, behave, do as you're told, give him what he wants and he'll be kind. Don't...." his voice trailed off for a moment knowing the girl's imagination would think up things ten times worse than anything he could tell her.

With that warning the man left and she heard the lock closing in the door from the outside.

 

[T_O_M]

Looking around she can see the spaciousness of her quarters. It was more like a small hall than a room. As large as it was there was only one door in or out of the room and she had heard it lock securely. The wood on the door was thick and heavy hardwood on large hinges with the pins outside the room. Few options there.

Ceilings looked to be twelve feet tall with unadorned walls. Recessed in them were the lighting, far beyond her reach. Three windows lined one wall to catch the sun, windows of high security glass and unbeknownst to her, one way. She could look out but nothing could see in. She noticed in each corner a small camera that panned slowly, there would be no privacy for her.

The floors were of ash wood.

In one corner down a bit from the door was a room built within the room. The exterior was of the same as the main room. Trying the door she found it to be locked with no way to peer in.

As large as the quarters were that she was given, there was nothing to add decor nor a piece of furniture other than a gray clean mat rolled up by the side of the door.

And she knew he would be coming soon.

 

[caela]

Nicola sighed as she looked around the empty room. It was huge and utterly empty except for a door that looked like it might lead to a bathroom but was locked as well. It had been fun learning that with her hands cuffed behind her back!

Wanting to grumble but not having anyone to vent to she simply got bored after a few minutes and leaned against one wall to stare out one of the tall windows. It seemed they looked out over a huge garden but it didn't give her any clue as to where she might be. The garden itself looked beautiful and she almost wished she could be out in it...and that it was somewhere else, somewhere where she wasn't cuffed and naked and utterly unsure of what the hell was going on!

As her thoughts started to turn angry she heard the lock turning on her door and was startled when a young woman entered. Young or not the girl looked stronger than Nicola and was significantly taller than her own 5'3. With her hands behind her back there was no way she was going to be able to overpower or even slip around the woman.

She really hated being at a disadvantage.

"So you're the new girl," the tall blonde say looking Nicola over slowly. "You're certainly his type pet. I'm Susan, a maid here. Possibly your maid if you behave and he decides to give you such a luxury. If not well I'll be here each day to wash you and prepare you for him. How pleasant that is is up to you. This time it'll be rather perfunctory as he'll likely be here soon. Please step away from the wall and into the center of the room.

Nicola blinked at the woman as if she were speaking a foreign tongue. Did she really just expect her to stand still and let some stranger... She didn't even bother finishing the thought. It was clear what the answer was, and what her options were. Clearly unhappy she did as Susan asked. If nothing else at least she'd be clean.

She was surprised to find that Susan was thorough but gentle as she carefully bathed her sweetly scented sponges that Nicola just noticed she'd brought with her. When she was done Susan clucked softly and looked at Nicola's hair commenting on the fact that it couldn't be washed just now and would need some shape cut into it. Nicola bristled at the suggestion that her hair would be cut. She'd spent years growing it out until it hung down her back in a dark, shimmering mane. She never did more than trim it.

Susan simply laughed at her reaction and patted her cheek lightly, her gaze turning serious, I'm sure Johan already warned you but do as he says. You won't listen, won't want to hear it but try anyway. Crossed he can be cruel, obeyed he can be quite generous. He'll enjoy you either way, make life easy for yourself, pet.

With that word of warning Susan left and Nicola heard the lock drive home once more. With nothing to distract her any longer she moved back to the window, staring out it and sighing softly while praying this was all some sort of nightmare and that she'd wake up soon.

 

[T_O_M]

The unlocking of the door announced the arrival of the man that held her captive. This time she was given the freedom to see him.

He entered, carrying a simple bentwood chair which, once he had locked the door again, was placed in the middle of the room.

Seating himself in the chair he crossed a leg over the other and just watched her. She had retaken her place by the window, viewing out again before he came.

Unknown to her was this man that wielded a lot of power. In fact most of the public knew nothing of him yet he guided the course of the world in ways that would shock and outrage any who did come to find out. Money not only talks but it acts, especially old money. Many careers were dependent upon him and the strings he pulls. Many decisions were made with his influence. As much as it is dreaded there are indeed some that are above the law. Latham Grinshaw was one of those rare men.

The silence was finally broken when he spoke.

"I bet you have a lot of questions. Let me assure you, I have all of the answers," he said with a disarming smile

 

[caela]

Hearing the lock on the door once more Nicola turned her head and watched in silence as another stranger entered the room. Not having seen him before she didn't know who he was as he settled into a chair he'd brought with him. When it seemed he wasn't going to say anything, just sit and stare at her, she turned her eyes away to stare back out the window.

If all he was going to do was stare there was no reason she had to make it interesting for him.

When he finally deigned to speak she recognized his voice and her skin crawled in revulsion to realize this was the man that had so recently raped her.

"I bet you have a lot of questions. Let me assure you, I have all of the answers," he said with a disarming smile

In other circumstances she would have found him handsome, his smile charming. It was hard to view him that way when she stood naked and with her hands cuffed, having just been washed by some hireling. And lets not forget kidnapped and raped to top off the list. As it was she simply stared at him for a long moment and then dismissed him with a flick of her eyes and turned back to looking out the window.

She might have questions but she wasn't ready to ask them. If she opened her mouth all that was going to come out was a string of invective and she doubted that would get her anywhere. Much as she didn't like it she was still at a distinct disadvantage and would be until someone took the damned cuffs off her wrists.

No, better to keep quiet for now then to say what was on her mind.

 

[T_O_M]

'Come here. Let me remove those cuffs. Will I regret it if I do? I do not believe so, at least not as much as you will if your freedom is taken for granted", he said calmly and quietly, somewhat reassuringly.

"Come over here", he repeated as he fished out a key from his pocket.

 

[caela]

"Come over here", he repeated as he fished out a key from his pocket.

Nicola ignored the implied threat and still said nothing as she moved away from the window. Crossing to him she turned on her heels so that her wrists were toward him and he could unlock the cuffs.

Standing there her body was tense and tight, as if ready to flee at the least touch that wasn't his removing the cuffs as he'd offered. She wasn't fool enough to try and attack him. His height and musculature made that idea prohibitive. Besides she didn't know where she was, for all she knew she'd run out of the room and into the arms of some waiting guard.

For now she'd be calm, she needed to learn the layout of where she was and what the security was. If she was going to escape she needed more information.

 

[T_O_M]

He parted his legs to let her in closer then mechanically removed the restraints from her wrists, setting them off to the side on the floor.

As he watched her turn to face him, "now, back to your questions. Don't let your pride get the best of you. You are an intelligent woman, I made sure when I chose you, and as such you can see that this is an opportunity to learn more of your sudden change of life. So, again, do not let your pride get the best of you. It is in your pride where the fool resides."

He pointed to the floor, "I prefer you to take to your knees before we continue, please."

 

[caela]

As soon as she heard the cuffs clatter to the floor she stepped away from him. She turned so that she could keep a wary eye on him as well but she continued to step back until she was well out of arms reach in the large room.

She was actually about to ask where the hell she was when he pointed to the floor, "I prefer you to take to your knees before we continue, please."

"I'd have preferred not to be kidnapped and raped...apparently preferences don't mean much," she snapped sharply and stepped back even further, distrust clear in her eyes.

"Where the hell am I and why the hell am I hear?" she finally asked, her voice angry and sharp, arms crossing over her chest as if to cover it from his view despite the fact that he'd already seen her and there was little point to it.

 

[T_O_M]

"I'd have preferred not to be kidnapped and raped...apparently preferences don't mean much," she snapped sharply and stepped back even further, distrust clear in her eyes.

"Where the hell am I and why the hell am I hear?" she finally asked, her voice angry and sharp, arms crossing over her chest as if to cover it from his view despite the fact that he'd already seen her and there was little point to it.

"Where the hell am I and why the hell am I hear?" she finally asked, her voice angry and sharp, arms crossing over her chest as if to cover it from his view despite the fact that he'd already seen her and there was little point to it.

Ah yes, finally the fire. The independence, the defiance, the hollow display of authority", he said calm and quietly.

I will tell you where you are and why you are here. I did promise to tell you anything you wish to know. But, before I do I would like you to come back and take to your knees then, maybe, I can bring you to understand the circumstances.

~he steepled his fingers together as his eyes peered over and raked in her body~

Understand one thing first and foremost...it is to your best interest if you do as I ask and the first time is the only time I will ask.

 

[caela]

Understand one thing first and foremost...it is to your best interest if you do as I ask and the first time is the only time I will ask.

She was getting really tired of hearing that she should just do as she was told like a good little girl. Did these people think she was 3? He was haughty, arrogant and so clearly used to always getting his way that it made her want to refuse just on principle.

Her pride warred with her common sense for a moment but finally she moved slightly forward (though still out of arms reach) and settled to her knees on the floor waiting for her answers.

 

[T_O_M]

~when she took to her knees the briefest of smirks accompanied with a stern flash from his blue eyes told her she did the right thing. Though calm and collected, he told her in that single second that he was dead serious~

~his eyes settled on her cunt~

Now....chattel...

...remember, this will be your only opportunity for this,...

...what would you like to ask me?

 

[caela]

Nicola's eyes narrowed at being called "chattel" again. She had a name but he was clearly not going to use it which only served to make her body tense with annoyance.

...what would you like to ask me?

"What the hell is going on? Who the hell are you? And what the fuck makes you think you have the right to just snatch people off the street?" she growled softly.

 

[T_O_M]

~he shifted into a more comfortable position in the chair, grasping the knee of his crossed leg~

What the hell is going on? Simple. As of today you are now in my service...as a...slave. Concubine, if you prefer the sound of that any better.

Who am I? Again, simple. To you I am simply Master. I could tell you who I am to the rest of the world but you still would not really know who I am. As Master, you will learn things about me that I share with only the chosen.

What the fuck makes me think I have the right to just snatch people off the street? Again simple. I am Master. Snatch is such an ugly term for what I really do and it is quite misleading. In essence I free others as I will soon free you but not in any manner you ever perceived.

 

[caela]

Slave? Her body drew up even tighter at that word. Concubine wasn't any better and the light in her eyes flared hotly. She was no one's slave! On top of her thighs her hands curled into tight fists and she flared at him as he continued to talk.

Rocking back to her feet she stalked the room she was caged in, her mind whirling as she paced back and forth and finally stopped in front of the window once more, not realizing how the light spilling in framed the soft curves of her body and made her chestnut mane shimmer with red highlights around her face and shoulders. Just needing to give vent to her fury.

"I am Nicola Dearborn and I am no man's slave!" she growled. "I demand you let me out of here!"

 

[T_O_M]

"I am Nicola Dearborn and I am no man's slave!" she growled. "I demand you let me out of here!"

He remained quiet and unmoving. He simply watched her. Her words were hollow, her threats harmless and if she did not yet realize that she will soon. Time was his primary tool to use on her.

It was clinical in the way he observed her, studied her behavior, her emotions, her eyes.

The sunlight streaming in spotlighted her flushed body and he saw that in anger her nipples stood proud on her panting bosom and this brought a twitch of a smile to his lips.

"Demand? And if I refuse then what? My my, such bravado considering the circumstances."

He rose from his chair and crossed the room to the window by which she stood till he was behind her. She did not turn when he did nor flinch when he gently swept aside her hair to reveal her neck.

His breath was hot, soft to her throat as he leaned in and whispered to her, "One important piece of information for you to digest."

His lips inch up just out of reach of her flesh till his breath brush over her ear, his tone drips with finality, "Outside of my home...you no longer exist."