Everyone in this is over 18.
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During the night I woke at one point to hushed tones in my room. I noticed the man who had soothed me back to sleep other times was not by my side but instead arguing with Mr Edward. Of course it was Mr Keane but I hadn't realised when he first took my from the dungeon because I had been so tired. They were arguing about me.
"You had no right to leave her like that for four days. You didn't even feed her. Plus now she is literally black and blue from all the beatings. How many men was it who had her in the end. 40, 45, 50. Not even a trained slave could take that." This was Mr Keane in pure anger but not wanting to wake me. I kept my eyes closed wanting to hear the rest of the argument.
"It needed to be punished. That was the best way for it."
"She is not an "it" she is a human being."
"No It isn't. It is here for our pleasure and that's it. What has gotten into you?"
"Sorry. I have normal human feelings."
"I think you like It. Not normal like... maybe even love. You didn't give two shits about the last girl even when we sold her and gave her this punishment." Mr Edward then stormed out of the room. I slipped back into sleep.
When I finally awoke properly the next morning I had my head on Mr Keane's naked chest with my arms draped him and his arms wrapped protectively around me.
"Morning." The voice made me jump slightly. I smiled knowing he was the one who had stopped more men raping and beating me.
"Hi." I turned my head to look at him.
"I have to tell you something quickly. I know Mr Edward is still sleeping so we are safe. We are going to make a run for it, to my house."
"Can't you just set me free? I won't tell anyone."
He thought silently for a moment looking deep into my eyes. "No. I can't bear to be apart from you."
"Why?" I don't know why asked this because I didn't want to be apart from him. Even though he had raped and kidnapped me, I loved him. There was nothing more I wanted in the world then him. Revealing this to myself made me fill up with tears and he noticed.
"What's wrong?" he asked in a scared tone suddenly worried.
"I can't say it's to embarrassing." The tears spilled over.
"Tell me." He caressed my face gently, his eyes never leaving my face.
"I love you. I don't want to be apart. I don't care even though you kidnapped me. The only way I managed to stay sane will I was being brutally fucked by those men was by believing you would come back for me. "
I didn't know how he would react to this. It had
come out to quick for me to think about the consequences of me saying it. He closed my eyes trying to block out the silence. I felt his soft lips on mine, kissing me so, so gently. "I love you to."
With that he scooped me into his arms and ran to his car. When we were in his car he drove violently down the roads. I was in the back seat, hidden out of view. I was naked so it gave me chance to inspect the damage from the savage beatings. I gasped when I saw raised abrasions all over my body. Mr Keane sighed knowing what I was doing by looking in the rear view mirror.
"I'm sorry I didn't come and get you sooner. I thought he would of let you go. He has never gone that far before with any of the girls."
"What do you mean by "other girls"?" I was confused but when I thought about it, no way would Mr Edwards have all that gear just for me and all those rooms.
"Well, I and he have had about 10 slaves together. We never had enough money to buy one for ourselves so we pooled our money to share one. Of course we didn't pay for you but both of us wanted you so of course we shared."
"Why doesn't he have any of those slaves any more?"
"He gets bored with them. I never had much interest in them for there spirit, I just needed a fuck very now and again."
