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SECOND CHANCE
By slave ruthie (in honor and memory of the real Master Charles, greatlyloved and sadly missed)
Chapter 1
He watched the monitor for a few moments before unlocking the cell. She wasa pretty, dark-haired creature, slight of build - almost fragile in appearance.He noticed she had not touched her food and was miserably fingering the heavysteel collar that was chained to the wall. A second chain hung from the frontof her collar to the fetters round her wrists & ankles. Her eyes were redthrough sustained weeping but she made no noise. He drew back the bolts andwent in.
"P-please Sir," Alexa swallowed nervously, "h-have you seenmy master? He's been so poorly..." The girl dissolved into silent tears.
His voice was so gentle, so kindly...so disturbing! "Slave, he is nolonger your master."
The tears increased and Alexa began to shake as the awful words sunk in -No Longer Your master! No Longer..."Ohhhh - I've failed Him! My master...f-failedH-him!!!"
"No slave, you did not fail him. Your former master has finished withyou and you have served him very well."
"B-but why has H-he left me?"
"Little slave," his voice dropped to a whisper, "he was veryill - he has died."
The slave stared open-mouthed at the stranger and began to whimper. A tinystrangled cry finally escaped from her throat as she hid her face in her cuffedhands and sobbed heavily. He watched the distraught girl curl herself intoa tight ball of anguish and listened to her agonized wails of despair. In betweenthe awful cries, she was gasping words over and over..."Master! Ohhhhmy poor master!" Finally, her weeping subsided to a low keening noise.He knelt down and touched her auburn hair. Startled out of her grieving, Alexalooked up into his eyes. "Am I g-going to be s-sold, s-sir?"
"No, your last master forbade it."
"F-freed?"
He shook his head. "You have been an excellent slave."
A shiver ran through the girl's body as it finally dawned what was goingto happen. "Y-your m-my execu...You're going t-to k-kill me?" Itwas more of a statement than a question. "W-will it b-be ...q-quick?"
She saw his answer in his hand - he was holding a syringe. "Your latemaster requested you be offered medication - your body will suffer but yourmind will not."
Alexa stared at the needle. It offered merciful oblivion but her heart rebelledagainst this easy death. No, she would face her end with dignity - she wouldhonor her beloved master by refusing the drugs. "Please Sir - p-pleasedon't make me have the injection! I w-want to d-die properly f-for Him!"
He stared in admiration at the girl, marveling how such a fragile creaturecould show such courage. "Slave, are you sure? Once I have started, youmay change your mind but it will be too late!"
Alexa summoned all her strength to smile and shake her head. "P-pleaseSir," she begged, "c-could I be g-gagged p-please?"
He smiled back. "Of course, little slave - I have it here." Heremoved a black ball gag from his belt.
Alexa felt his fingers slide between the heavy collar and her neck. It nearlybroke her heart when she remembered how her beloved master had brought herto this cell and removed her lovely gold collar, replacing it with this roughsteel band. He had lingered with his fingers on her damp cheek while she heldhis hand in both of hers. A severe coughing fit had forced him to leave - itwas the last time she had seen the most important, most wonderful man in herlife, the last touch from her beloved master.
The stranger had freed her collar chain from the wall. "But first youhave to pay me for your execution, little slave."
Alexa stared in confusion for a moment. How could she pay? What did she haveto give...? "Ohhh! Y-yes Sir, of c-course." She knelt before himand paused before reaching for the front of his slacks. "Sir, please..." Freshtears ran down from her eyes.
"What is it, little one?"
He voice was barely audible. "Can I close my eyes, p-pretend you..." shefaltered, "m-my master?"
He smiled and brushed her tears away with the hand that held her collar chain. "Ofcourse you may!"
Alexa served him with such longing, with desperate yearning to please, sohis gasps of pleasure were like music to her ears. And all the time it wasas if her beloved master was with her...
She finished licking him clean and lowered her head. "It is time, slave." Thehard rubber ball pressed against her lips. Alexa whimpered but opened her mouthand received the gag. Once it was securely buckled, he freed her wrist cuffsfrom the chain and guided her hands behind her back. She heard the click ofthe lock between them. A sigh escaped her and she began to panic. Despite herbest intentions, Alexa was absolutely terrified and fought against losing control.
He felt the girl tense up and looked at her wild searching eyes. She wasa good slave and deserved better. He swiftly jabbed the needle into her armand emptied the syringe. "There is no need to suffer, my dear Alexa -you are not dishonoring him!" She nodded and closed her eyes, pressingagainst him while he cradled her in his arms. Sounds grew fainter; things seemeddistant - like everything was receding.
By the time they reached the stage, she was almost gone. She stood obedientlywhile the tip of the spike was positioned between her legs and her collar waschained to the beam. The creaking trap under her feet trembled. She lookedstraight ahead, oblivious to everything except for the last thought in hermind...
'Master - my love!'
.....
It was as though her eyelids were stuck together. A hoarse whistling noisekept repeating - it was her own breath! Alexa ached terribly and struggledto open her eyes. She wanted to move her hands up to rub them but somethingwas keeping her arms down. Why couldn't she turn her head?
When her vision began to clear a little, all she could see was white. No,a white wall. Alexa lay on her side and stared at the painted brickwork. Shefelt so weak, so sore! There was something in her mouth, not a gag but longand curved - a tube! A breathing tube! And her head was braced with a collar- a stiff collar like in a hospital! With great difficulty that almost drainedher completely, Alexa struggled up and managed to peer down at her arms. Bothhands were completely sealed in leather mittens, taped round her wrists overthick gauze bandages. The tips of the mittens were attached to chains thatwere secured to the front of a broad leather belt round her waist! Alexa whimperedbut it hurt to make any sound and all that came out of her mouth was a sharphiss of air from the tube!
Tears dripped down her face. Alexa looked at the heavy gauze bandages roundeach of her ankles but her feet were free to move. The insides of her thighswere covered with dreadful bruises and long scratches. She swung her legs overthe edge of the plastic mattress and tried to get up. Alexa managed one falteringstep then collapsed in a heap on the bare floor. The belt round her waist tuggedher back. There must be a chain joining it to the bed, she realized. On onewall, there was a large mirror. Alexa knew it would be two-way but could onlysee herself and she was not a pretty sight. Her long auburn hair was a massof tangles, her eyes were all puffy and bruised, and her neck was enclosedin a cervical collar. She wanted to cry, to wail in misery but her throat achedso awfully. She couldn't even hug herself because of the mittens and chain.Next to the bed was a slop bucket. Somehow, Alexa struggled over and managedto squat as there was just enough slack on the waist chain. It hurt so muchwhen she peed that fresh tears welled from her swollen eyelids.
The door swung open and a pretty black girl slowly came across the room.She was naked too and collared. The girl smiled gently and removed the slopbucket, returning moments later with a clean one. After she had gone, a mancame into the room. Alexa stared at his shoes, then raised her eyes up andstarted with shock - it was the man who had taken her to be killed! Nothingmade sense - why was she alive? What happened? Why...
"...Why are you still alive? Why indeed!" He ran a hand throughher hair. "Slave, if I knew the reason then perhaps you would not havelived."
She didn't understand him. She just sat dumbly on the cold floor unable totake in what was happening. He knelt beside her and began to loosen the tapeat the sides of her mouth. He gripped her hair and slowly drew the horribletube out of her throat and mouth. Alexa fought back the urge to retch and gaspedin agony. "Try not to make any noise, slave. The pain will pass in time." Butshe HAD to know; she HAD to find out...
Her voice was a faint whisper. He had to lean closer to hear the words. "Wanted...die!"
The man tousled her hair and smiled. "Yes, Alexa - I believe you sincerelydid want to die. But your body didn't!" All she could do was stare athim, puzzled by his reply. "Oh you fought - you thrashed about so hardthat you managed to clear the spike! You damn near broke your wrists and anklesin their cuffs..."
Alexa looked down at the angry bruises above her feet. All she could vaguelyremember was the moment her feet touched nothing, the excruciating pain betweenher thighs, the choking...then oblivion. He continued to stroke her hair. "And,technically speaking, you DID die - your breathing ceased and your heart stopped!" Heshrugged his shoulders and looked bemused. "And for some damn reason Itook you down, little slave, and gave you CPR..."
It was her turn to look puzzled. She tried to swallow and gave up, wincingas her throat screamed for mercy. "Can't sell...master said, not sell."
"No, little Alexa. You're quite right my dear - you can't be sold. Butyou can be claimed!" He was standing now. "Slave, you...intrigueme. Damned if I can think why!" She stared into his piercing eyes. "Lookat you! Not my taste at all - small, far too skinny, small breasts, dark hair,pretty but not exactly stunning!" He knelt again and touched her cheekwith a finger.
"C-claimed?" Alexa's mind raced in turmoil. She had technicallydied? This man had resuscitated her just before the end. But she was no good- a discarded slave without a master!
"You're mine, slave - the Council has agreed it, though it is highlyirregular!" He grinned. "Matter of fact, some of the members thinkI've gone slightly mad!" His laughter was loud and made Alexa jump infright. "Sit back on the bed, slave!" He pulled her up but gently,almost tenderly! Alexa sat, too stunned to respond. He was removing the mittensand belt. She lifted a hand up to her collar but he caught it and brought itdown. "No slave, that has to stay on for a while." Somehow, Alexamanaged a weak smile.
"M-master? Y-you really m-my...master?" She hardly dared utteredthe words.
She was rewarded with a brilliant smile. "Against my better judgment,slave! Now, THAT ought to be changed..." he was pointing at the brandabove her cleft, "but I think it will remain - your last master was agood friend of mine and you will keep his mark to honor him. Do you understand?"
More tears. Alexa gulped and coughed at the fire in her throat. Ohh thiswas...it was more than she could dream. She lifted his hand in both of hersand kissed it then pressed it against her damp cheek. He pulled it out of hergrasp and tousled her hair. "And now, as my property, you will recover- get better! It will take a few weeks, slave - but when I return I expectmy slave to be ready to serve!"
Alexa didn't know whether to laugh or cry. Both would have been too painful.She struggled off the bed, knowing she was disobeying him but she was determinedto express her feelings towards this man. She sank to her knees and managedto kiss his shoe. Using all her strength, she croaked one word - "master!"
He walked out of the room and the black girl entered. "Hey! Back tobed, sister! I'll be punished if you don't get well real quick!"
It took nearly all her strength to hobble the few yards to her bed. Alexasat down on the plastic mattress and closed her eyes. She felt the black girl'shand grasp her left foot then the soft click of a lock. Looking down with dismay,Alexa stared at the single cuff that secured her to the bed frame by a longchain. She looked mournfully at the girl.
"Hey, don't worry sis - it's the rules here!" The smiling girlsat next to Alexa. "I'm Christina - you're Alexa, right?"
Alexa nodded and managed a tiny smile. "Master," she croaked hoarsely, "who...?"
Christina looked surprised then concerned. "You mean you don't knowwho he is?" Alexa shook her head then winced. Her neck was so sore! "Yournew master's Head of Security at the Ranch. He's one of the Council members!"
It all meant nothing to Alexa. She tried not to sound stupid. "He'sAmerican too..." The black girl, Christina, looked puzzled. "Ranch? What'sthe Ranch?" Every word was torment for her throat.
"No, not American - Canadian, I think. The Ranch - you know, the AmericanCenter in New York State."
Alexa just sat looking at her. She wanted to ask more but her voice had gonecompletely. All she could do was move her lips. She mouthed, "water, please,water" at Christina, hoping she would understand.
"Ohh - a drink! Sure!" she slipped out and returned immediatelywith a plastic cup and a straw. Alexa sipped the iced fruit juice and felta surge of relief as it soothed her throat. "Hey, not too fast!" Christinagently pulled the straw out of her mouth. Too weak to resist, Alexa acceptedthe girl's control and sipped more slowly. When she had finished, Christinamade her lie back and told her to rest. "You need time to heal - my master'scoming again to see you later. He's the doctor here." Alexa felt drowsy- was the juice drugged? She curled up on her side and slipped into a deepsleep.
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