Victoria

“Dave?”

“Yes baby?”

“First please stop calling me that and second can you get me and Patrick journals?”

“No baby, and I will get them.” He smiles at me. “But for now it’s time for work, since you refuse to be my girl I have to make you work, sorry baby but that is the way it works.”

“What do you mean?”

“You will see baby, you will see”

I got dressed in the outfit that Dave gave me, it was a short black skirt and a tight low cut v necked tank top. Stilettos also. He walked down the hall with me, dropping me off in a room with a washer and a dryer.

“Your job this week is to do the laundry.”

“Alright,”

“Brandon will be watching you; he will also escort you to our room when you are done.”

About two hours into the job I saw Patrick being escorted by a guard, I wanted to call out but Brandon shook his head before I could, warning me not to.

About four hours later my day ended and Brandon escorted me back, closed and locked the door behind