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Dom (entry added on January 16th 2011) If you'd like to read more, message me and I will add more of the story to my journal.
22:37 Jan 16 2011
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In all of my years of life I had never seen anyone as intimidating as the person who was standing in front of me. I couldn’t believe that anyone would ever let a person be alone with him, let alone give me to him. I could feel my heart begin to race as he came closer to me, as he reached out to lightly touch my cheek, but pulling away before he touched my skin. He brought every ounce of fear I had in my body to the surface as he walked around me examining every little detail of my body. I didn’t like to be touched nor looked at by anyone I didn’t approve of first, but as I was starting to realize, my desires didn’t matter anymore. He let out an approving sound and came to a halt in from of me, reaching out as if to touch yet never once coming in contact with my skin. Then all of the sudden he turned on his heel and left the room, slamming the door behind him.

I looked around at my surroundings for the first time since I was brought to this room and stripped by servants to nothing but my undergarments. It was a very large room, a big four poster bed sat on the far end with black and silver material draped delicately over the posts of the bed so that no one could see inside. At the end of that bed was a large trunk in which I’d watched the servants put my clothes. There was also a bathing basin with fresh black towels and washcloths laying on the table next to it. I looked to the other side of the room and saw what looked like a living rooms set up, with three bookshelves, two black velvet couches and a matching chair. The only thing missing from this setup was a TV. All of the furniture in the room seemed to be from the same time period, it all looked to be hundreds of years old at the very least.

I rushed over to the trunk where I’d seen the servants put my clothes and pulled the lid open. While rummaging through the pockets of my jeans for my cell phone I felt a cold hand touch my neck and I froze

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