The sound of the door closing woke Evelyn from her sleep. She had no idea how long she had been laying in Eric's bed but her muscles still ached and her head still throbbed. She took a quick survey around the room to see a few candles lit and the drapes drawn. The rumble in her stomach told her it had been days since she had eaten and she knew she couldn't lay there much longer. She threw the covers off slowly brought herself to her feet. She would not lay there waiting for Eric to come back.
Evelyn opened the door and peaked out both ways down the hallway. The kitchen wasn't too far from Eric's bed chambers and she was starving. She hurried past each room while stopping a few times to catch her breath or adjust her balance. She was determined to get away from Eric even if only for a few moments. She actually found herself missing chores and sleeping in her own room. She didn't mind cleaning and she loved to cook for the house. She wasn't sure how long Eric planned to keep her locked up in his room but she wasn't about to stay willingly.
She grabbed whatever she could throw together in a pot and started to chop all the vegetables. She couldn't remember where she had learned to cook but it felt like it came naturally to her. She added the spices and took a step back to admire her work. It smelled wonderful and made her stomach rumble even louder. She quickly grabbed a bowl and sat herself at the counter top waiting for the soup to cool.
"I hope you made enough for both of us."
Evelyn felt the knot in her stomach tie up again, she suddenly didn't feel very hungry anymore. Eric's voice filled the entire room before he even walked in.
"Of course, Sir."
"I've seen you naked on multiple occasions, Evelyn. We can drop the formalities."
"Of course... Eric." It felt even more real when she used his name. She stirred her soup again and sipped carefully to ensure in was cool.
"So. What did you make us?" He grabbed a bowl and sat down beside her.
"Just some sort of soup I threw together with the leftovers." Evelyn could feel something between them that she couldn't put her finger on. The last time she saw him he was making her orgasm and now they're eating together like nothing had happened. But Evelyn couldn't think of anything else. She hated how much he made her pulse race.
"Well it smells delicious." Eric took a spoonful of the soup and quickly ate another.
"How long were you planning on holding me captive in your room?"
"You're not there now, are you Evelyn?"
"That's not what I meant."
"I said until you're feeling better." He took another spoonful of soup, barely acknowledging her thoughts.
"I feel better now."
"Then you can reside in your room."
"But you'll still take me. You'll still come for me."
"Of course. I still want you, Evelyn. That hasn't changed."
Evelyn stirred her bowl again. She felt like she would be sick if she ate anything. What did she think? That he would eventually tire of her because she wasn't feeling well? It was stupid to think that. Deep down she knew he wasn't going to stop until he took what he wanted, all of her.
"There's nothing I can say to change your mind?"
"No, Evelyn."
They both continued to eat their soup in silence. Evelyn sipped the broth until her stomach ache faded and Eric ate two bowls in front of her with ease.
"Where will you be staying tonight, Evelyn?"
"You said I could stay in my room."
"Then I'll fuck you there."
"No!" Evelyn yelled at him without worry. The thought of him on climbing on top of her made her sick, but she wasn't sure if it was in excitement or fear.
"No? Well then how about right here? Right here in the kitchen? Are you so eager my little one?" Evelyn furiously shook her head and stepped away from the table.
"Not here, not anywhere. I'm not having sex with you. You can't force me."
"As I said, Evelyn, I can wait. You'll be begging for me to enter you soon enough. Now strip."
She shook her head again and clutched what little clothing she had on to her body. She backed away from him as he pushed his chair back and stepped closer.
"I said strip." He ripped the shirt open from her body and buttons flew from the fabric. She covered her breasts with one hand and her virginity with the other. Surely he wasn't going to do it right here in the kitchen where anyone else could walk in? Evelyns heart dropped at the thought of Jen coming in, or even Jeffery. They would never take her seriously if they thought she willingly slept with him! No, she could not let herself be taken with Eric. She had made a promise to herself. But one part of her was still egging her on to challenge him, and the other wanted to retreat and let him win.
"Remember how I said I wouldn't forget your little escape act?" Evelyn nodded her head. "Well I have the perfect punishment for your first night away." There he held up a shiny metal round stump. Evelyn had never seen anything like it before. "Turn around and spread."
Evelyn nervously leaned herself up against the counter and spread her legs open for him. She felt herself blush all over from his stare.
"I know you want you sleep in your own room tonight, so this is going to be a reminder for you. Anytime you try and get comfortable, anytime you walk, anytime your mind may slip and you think about running." Evelyn felt a warm liquid drip down onto her. No one had ever touched her there. She hadn't even heard of this in conversation with the other maids! She felt herself starting to sweat, no way this was going to happen. She quick turned back to face him. "Turn around Evelyn. I'm not done with you yet."
"Please Eric! Please not this. Anything but this."
"I've already made my decision. Now turn around." He spun her back and bent her over the counter. The cold metal already pushing into her rear entrance. Evelyn screamed and tried to push him away. He grabbed her arms with one hand and kept the metal plug pushing into her ass with the other. "Relax Evelyn, it will slide in so much easier."
"No!" Evelyn pulled and twisted, fresh tears forming in her eyes. She thought being forced into sex would be bad but this felt even worse.
"Evelyn. You have to relax. It's going in either way. Do you want it to be even more painful than it has to be?" She shook her head again and let out quiet sobs. She had no idea how to relax when this huge foreign object was forcing its way in.
"Please don't do this to me Eric."
"Maybe next time you'll think twice about disobeying me." And with a quick push the butt plug completely filled her. Evelyn couldn't stop herself from sobbing onto the counter top. Eric released her hands and took a step back admiring his work. "Enjoy your night alone, Evelyn."
"Wait! You can't leave me with this thing. I won't be able to sleep!"
"I guess you'll have a lot of time to think then, Evelyn."
Every move she made to get herself comfortable she could feel it. It completely filled her and stretched her open at the same time. There would be no restful sleep, if any sleep at all. Evelyn laid there in her own room looking up at the ceiling. She wouldn't give Eric the satisfaction of thinking about him all night. But that's all her mind kept coming back to. Of course she wanted her own space back in her room but that didn't mean she felt herself slightly miss Eric's bedchambers.
Evelyn still couldn't help but think about escaping. The butt plug only made her want to run away even more, and being in her own room she might have a chance. She'd have to plan it better this time, maybe escaping through a window or a back door. The front door and the front gate were too obvious, Eric would be able to catch her easily again. She'd have to watch her footing this time and ensure she wouldn't slip so closely to freedom.
She sat up in bed in the darkness and checked the clock. It was still late enough that everyone would be sleeping which would give her the time she needed to make a run for it. She stood up beside the edge of the bed dreading her next move. No way would she be escaping with a plug in her, what if she made it and someone saw? She drew a deep breath in and slowly pulled it out as gently and quickly as she could. She winced at the feeling of how big it was being pulled out of her, no way was this thing going back in. She wrapped it in a tissue threw it into the trash can by her dresser and opened her drawers.
She pulled her coat over her pajamas and slipped her shoes on her feet. Was she actually going to try this? Yes, what harm could it do? Spending another night in Eric's bedchambers she knew she could handle. It was worth the risk that she might have freedom. She silently opened her bedroom door that led to the rest of the slaves quarters. She listened for what seemed like hours for any noise before she tip toed down the corridor. Evelyn hurried through the halls like she had done before, she knew this place like the back of her hand even with only months experience. She turned corners without sound and planned to use the dining room window to climb out of.
"And where do you think you're going?" Jens voice shook Evelyn with the amount of anger in it.
"I can't stay here Jen. He'll come for me. He'll make me have sex with him! I won't tell if you just let me go."
"You know I can't let you. He'll punish me just the same if he knew I helped you."
"He won't know."
"Evelyn, there are cameras all over this house. He already does."
"Please. I have to try."
"You won't make it. You've already tried. You will only make it worse on yourself."
Evelyn looked at the window and back at Jen. She couldn't let herself willingly go back to her room. She wouldn't go to Eric's on her own accord. He'd have to drag her kicking and screaming like he did before.
