The Dark Stain

Selene stared in the dark corner of her bedroom ceiling, her wide eyed expression switched between surprise, fear, and apprehension.

A dark moldy stain had formed high up on the wall near the textured ceiling a few weeks ago and had grown slowly day by day. Selene had heard voices the first night she moved into the recently renovated apartment building, but thought they must be other tenants talking. She had intended to complain about the thin walls to the landlord.

Selene stared intently for a few moments, then nodded her head quickly, "Yes master, I understand." She scurried around the room making sure all the windows were unlocked, then went to the front door and undid the security chain, and flicked the deadbolt to unlock it, lastly she pressed buttons on her alarm panel to deactivate the alarm system. On her way back to the bedroom, she grabbed her pair of scissors, and the sharp knives from the kitchen and placed them in a box and put it inside a cabinet above the refrigerator, then she used a large cable tie to secure the handles together making it impossible to open without something sharp.

Back in the bedroom, she went into the closet and pulled out several items and laid them on the floor beside the bed. She was about to kneel down when she flinched and blurted out, "Sorry master, I forgot." and turned back to the closet. She rummaged around in her racquetball duffle bag and found a tube of balls. There were three well used blue balls in the tube, she pulled one out and put the rest back. Slamming the door to the closet, she returned to the hard tile floor beside her bed and knelt down in the position she had seen in a magazine many years ago.

Her heart was beating fast and her mind was racing. She felt scared and excited at the same time. The light thru the open blind was fairly bright and the room was well lit, but the corner high up near the ceiling was abnormally dark and shrouded in shadow. Selene waited for almost an hour in the position, on her knees, legs spread far apart, her hands on her knees, fists clenched. She could feel the painful hardness of the tiles against her knees and ankles, but dared not move. She kept her eyes focused on the objects in front of her. She suddenly looked up to the evil dark spot.

She stared intently again, as if listening to some unheard voice. Her eyes grew wide again and her expression was a mix of surprise and fear, "Yes Master, I have turned off the alarm, unlocked all windows and doors, and placed all sharp objects out of reach."

She stared intently again for several moments before nodding and grabbing the items one by one and applying them to her body. First the ball was shoved far into her mouth. She made gagging sounds as she forced it deep inside until she could close her lips together. Then she peeled the tape and started wrapping it around her head until she was sure she could not dislodge the ball or easily pull the tape off. Her eyes showed an expression of distress, but her hands showed no signs of mercy or tenderness. The roughness and quickness of her actions were completely separate from her reactions and sounds of fear and compliance.

She used her phone to open an app sent to her by someone she did not know. It flashed red several times and asked if she was sure. She tapped the YES, Continue button and the screen turned green for a few seconds, then the phone screen went black. She pressed the home button and power buttons, but nothing happened. It seemed to be dead and useless.

Next Selene checked the handcuff key by inserting it into the pink handcuffs and without any hesitation, she quickly snapped the key off and tossed the broken piece away. A piece of metal remained in the keyway, but there was no way to use it now. Once the cuffs were locked on, there would be no way to remove them herself.

Selene went to work adding cuffs to her ankles and squeezing them tightly. Each individual click of the ratchet eliciting goose bumps on her skin. Next she quickly placed the shiny collar against her neck and closed the hinged device around it. The cool metal against her skin tingled and she pressed it until the clasp engaged. This had arrived in the mail earlier today. She did not know who sent it.

Two more handcuffs remained and she used them to secure her wrists together behind her back, then her wrist and ankle handcuffs were locked together with the last on.

After a few moments, all the items were used and she was helplessly restrained in metal cuffs and a metal collar was locked around her slender neck. Blinking lights from a small display on the collar matched the activity light on her wifi internet device in the corner. The display changed from "unlocked" to "Locked" with a barely audible whir and click.

Her brows furrowed as she tested the restraints. They were tight and secure. This was real and she had no way to escape without help. Her attention was drawn again to the dark stain in the corner and she nodded a few times and tried to say something, but all that came out was a muffled, "Mmmmphhhh, Mffddrrrr."

In the apartment above Selene's:

Lawrence watched the spy camera's feed from Selene's apartment and his mouth formed a lustful smirk, "Yes Selene, you will do exactly what I tell you. You cannot help it and you want it."

He was the landlord and had done the background check on Selene personally, just like he did to all the girls that applied to the apartment building. He only accepted girls he found attractive and met a certain personality profile. Using chemicals in the water lines, he could make them susceptible to suggestion. Then he used a device that allowed him to beam a signal directly to their ear bones, which gave them the impression they were hearing voices in their head. He had used the same tools and techniques in his job as a technician at the NSA for several years before he was fired for psychological reasons.

After watching her tug and test the handcuffs on the high resolution monitor, he pressed a button on a control panel and watched her jerk in surprise from an electric shock delivered by her collar. He laughed out loud, "Oh the fun we will have! Soon you will meet the girl that last occupied Room 103 in my private playroom in the basement."