I woke up with a fog in my head, I must have banged it really hard! I needed to stretch, I tried and couldn't! "What's going on?" I thought. I opened my eyes and I couldn't see, what the hell was going on? I screamed long and loud, but nobody came, I waited for what felt like an eternity. Before my mind began to wander.
I was cold, hungry, thirsty and naked, and the surface I was on was cold and hard. "Where am I? What happened? How did it happen?" Were all that were going through my mind.
Yesterday I was at home mam and dad on holiday, and I was planning a wicked party (what else does an 18 year old heiress do when her parents are away)? Now I was restrained, cold and hungry, with not a stitch on, and didn't know how I got here!
I was just beginning to wonder if I would starve to death when I heard a noise, footsteps, I strained my ears, and could hear them getting closer. My heart began to race with fear and trepidation, was I going to meet my captor?
The key squeaked as it turned in the lock, it sounded as though it wasn't used very much, then the door creaked open.
I started to shout and scream, the man waited until I paused for breath then said, "Oh, you're finally awake. That drug was more effective than I ever hoped it could be."
He came over to me and took off my blindfold, I immediately started to fire questions at him, he told me that he would tell me the answers when he was ready to, I was stunned and fell silent.
He began to feed me water, I wanted to refuse as he had already drugged me once, but my physical needs took over, and I drank as if I had never before had water, he then fed me some scrambled eggs and bacon, this lead me to believe it was morning.
After I had been fed and watered I began to look around. I could see I was in a room, it was totally stone, it had an arch shaped door and window, it looked like a medieval castle, it was round as though I was in a tower room.
The man was dressed in medieval clothes, but looked like a servant. "Who are you? Where am I? Why am I here?" I asked him.
"My name is Bart. You are at Sir Imer's castle. He wants to make you his slave." He answered me.
"Are you his slave?" I enquired.
"No," said Bart, "I am his servant, there is a difference, which you will find out. Now, I am here to make sure you have enough strength to meet with him, and to condition you for service while he is away. I don't normally like this job, but from the fight you put up the other night I think I'm going to enjoy this with you!"
"What do you meant the other night? How long have I been here?" I asked.
"3 days" said Bart, I could hardly believe it.
"Now then," he said, "let's start the preparation." rubbing his hands with glee.
I was starting to feel drowsy again, "I've had to give you another sedative, so I can change your bonds and wash and shave you." He said.
I wanted to struggle and protest but all I could do was watch him move around the room, as my limbs felt like lead.
