Story 10-chapter 6

She then realised that she was still naked. She dived back to the bed and grabbed a sheet, wrapping it around herself and then turning back to Matthew. He was watching her closely, confusion in his eyes.

He obviously didn't understand why she was hiding from him, physically and mentally. She sat down on the bed and began studying her hands yet again.

"I'll go and get some food for breakfast. I'll leave you alone for a few minutes."

She turned back to apologise but he was already gone. She gave a long, slow sigh, "What I would give for a normal life." She told herself quietly. While Matthew was away she decided to search the tent for anything that she could use either to help her escape or just to gather information.

There wasn't actually that much furniture in the tent. It was circular with two doors in it, one large and leading to the outside and the other leading to another tent, Elise assumed.

She remembered the previous evening when Jimmy had dragged her into his car wrapped up only in a blanket. He had her bound, gagged and blindfolded.

After arriving at his destination, two men came to the car and took her to the tent that she was in now. They took the blanket and the blindfold off of her and tied her to the central tent pole.

Elise cringed as she remembered the way one of those men had come back and touched her. He'd smelt of alcohol so bad that she felt even sicker than looking at him. Luckily he was called away after only a few minutes and Elise had been left to build up as much anger as she could muster.

She felt angry now but she didn't who to direct it at. Instead, she went exploring through the small doorway. On the other side there was what looked like a shower and a toilet. There was also a chest.

Elise lifted the lid and looked inside. There were clean, fluffy towels, soap and shower gel, shampoo and conditioner, a sponge and a hair brush and even a bath robe.

"At least something's going right." She said to herself as she took out the things she needed. She turned on the shower and stepped under the refreshing blast of water. .................

"Damn it!" Matthew threw down the dress he was holding. He had ordered some food for breakfast and, while he waited, he decided to pick out a dress for Elise. In the camp, there was one major store that sold everything anyone could ever want.

From cooked meals to bath towels, cuddly toys to clothes and even things like pens and small pieces of furniture.

He was angry because he was actually enjoying picking out a dress for Elise. He knew he shouldn't be because she would be leaving tomorrow and she would probably be angry if he gave her a dress.

He thought they wouldn't have to deal with the fact that he had paid for her, but like she'd said, that was the bottom line.

He wanted to kill Jimmy at that moment. That little man had completely ruined a young girl's life and all to line his own pockets. Matthew hated him, his own best friend.

He did have to give the guy some credit though as without him Matthew would never have met Elise and he would never have had these feelings aroused in him.

He'd had slaves before, it was something he enjoyed regularly about once every two months. None of the other girls had been anything like Elise. None of them made him think of getting into a serious relationship until he'd met her.

She was so sweet, so sensitive and so trusting once you got past her hard exterior that Matthew thought he'd fallen in love at first sight, at first touch, first kiss.


Somehow he'd blown it. He was now back to square one with Elise hiding from him. He wanted to make love to her until she forgot all about the problems in her life but he knew they ran too deep to be solved in that way.

He didn't know how to solve her problems but he knew she wanted them solved.

"Why won't she talk to me?" he asked himself. ................
Elise was relieved to be able to wash herself when she wanted to and also to be able to linger over the enjoyable task. She allowed the hot water to stream down over her shoulders and to caress her breasts and now erect nipples.

She brushed a foamy sponge across her body and smiled as she marvelled at how the suds trickled towards the ground. When she was finished she wrapped herself up in the bathrobe and removed excess water from her hair with a towel.

When she left the small bathroom, she found the main tent empty which was strange as she'd expected Matthew to have returned by now.

As she approached the bed, she saw that there were some clothes on it with a note laying on top of them. The note said, ‘Dearest Elise, I have left you alone so you may shower and dress. I hope that you like the items that I have chosen for you. I will be back to meet you at 12 so I can take you to breakfast as you must be starving. Enjoy yourself, Matthew.'

Elise smiled at the note but then brushed it aside as she took in the beauty of the garments lain before her. She hadn't worn proper clothes in months and now she had the chance to wear some of the finest around.

She felt honoured but also had a nagging doubt as she wondered why Matthew was doing all this for her when all he wanted was sex, plain and simple.

She argued with herself as to whether or not to try on the dress and underwear and in the end she decided to as her curiosity got the better of her.