The Enslaver Sex Slaves Collector - 17 A descendan

Once upon a time, in a small village that was at the far east of Salanave, there was a rustic old building that was called the happy day, it was an orphanage, it was a place for those who had no home to go back to or for those who had no families to rely on, it was rustic and old but the people there knew how to care about others, it was filled with happiness and joy, but as every hapinnes it didn’tlast for long, the previous manager died and started treating us roughly, she would decrease the money that the government for us by taking a big sum from it to spend it on her multiple lovers, I couldn’t take it so I went and asked her” why do you hate us so much? ”

She said” because your a worthless shit pile that was left here because no one wants you”

I said “you don’t have the slightest idea of who wants or doesn’t want us and that is why no lover of yours stays for more that 2 months! ”

She didn’t talk because she knew that what I said was true, so she called for one of the helpers to lock me up in the dark room, that room was a beautiful room before but now it’s a storage room filled with rats and spiders, I was scared of it at first but years taught me how to not be afraid anymore.

I’m 17 years old now and legally ill be out of the orphanage when I’m 18 and that is next month, all my friends were congrating me for being able to get out of this hell earlier than them, I started getting my hopes up and spent most of the days left obediently not to get In trouble.

After 29 days

The head of the orphanage called for me, she was pretty angry that she couldn’t torture me for the past month, and told me to clean her office today and I didn’t disobey, but she kept harrasing me sexually several times but Istarted organizing her things silently, so she kept on pretending that she “accidently” dropped things and that I forgot alot of places even though I did clean them but she placed dirty things again, she kept on pretending that she was innocent and waited for me to get angry at her but Instead of that I obeyed, when I was done I went to my bed and slept, but two kids came to me and told me woke me up

Kid 1:” Hey James, jaaaames!, wake up you bastard the cops are here for you”

I sat down on the bed quickly

I said:”what the heck are you talking about

Why would I run, I… haven’t done anything bad.

Kid 2 :” Mis Roseanne was found dead in her office yesterday, she had a paper in her hand that had only your name on it.

When the boy finished his sentence I got off my bed and took all my savings and dashed away to one of the allys, I satbehind a thrown away mail box to hide from the cops and I was thinking of would I provide money, who would hire me anyway, I’m a wanted criminal,could things get worse?, and then as in movies it started raining ☔, it was pretty strong rain and I got covered in water in a few seconds, I lost consciousness because I was dead tired by then, I thought than one of a two would happen, either the cops caught me or that I died.

I opened my eyes to find my self on a massive bed, and classic fancy room that I always dreamed of owning one of them, the bed and tables and the chandelier were gold plated, as I was trying to remove mark that was on the golden fancy bed I felt that it ruined the shape of the bed so I tried removing it by scratching it but one of the servants came in and saw what I was doing, he looked at me and told

Man:”what the hell are you doing,is that how you repay kindness!, by stealing from the people who helped you, shame on you!.”

I didn’t reply to him but insted I got off of the bed then started trying to get out of the house, but before leaving I placed the dirt that I have cleaned on his hand and told him

” I’ll leave but you’ve got to clean properly before inviting any one in here, he didn’t understand what I saidand when I lef he went to check” the damage” I have cause to bed, he didn’t find anything but some dirty stuff on the golden bed so he understood what I was doing and tried to go after me but I had already reached the garden and there I saw an old lady that was watering the flowers but the bucket was heavier than what she can hold so I rushed towards her and helped her but when she saw my face her eyes immediately switched to look for some thing, when she noticed the ring in my finger she said

“Menson is that you?

Does that mean I’m finally dead ”

Then she fell to the ground unconscious….. I took her into the castle and called for help, theprivate doctor came and helped her rest in the bed and gave her some medications then left the room, I didn’t leave because I didn’t know what she mean by the words she said after seeing me and my ringwasn’t that expensive it was a rusty iron ring with some word that I never understood it was on my finger since birth that is why my finger grew according to that size because I never took it off, I thought that maybe this ring is the key to my family and I know that what I thought was true…

To be continued