Miyuki Rain's Story

Miyuki looked down at the girl and wondered what the plan was. Even if she did go with them, she wasn't going to put effort in it and she would escape no matter what. Mansion usually have lots of windows and doors...right?

Katsumoto simply smiles, "Freedom... You think you were free out there? No freedom is one of the two biggest lies in the world, the second one being hope. Now once again think about were your life was going, working hard for little to nothing for years. Then maybe you get a raise or a better job, maybe you go to school and now you have more debt to pay. Now you get free food, lodging, and as we work together more, the more 'freedom' and other rewards you'll get. All just but listening and doing as you're told, just like you would any were else. So can we try and get along, or do we have to do this the hard way. Cause to be honest, if the three of you don't work out, I can get rid of you now and still make back most of my loss which I'll spend to replace you with some one who will. I hear there is a young single mother for sale up next, I'm sure she will do better." He leans against the wall next to the door he entered through, which had his men waiting on the other side.

"Oh we can get along." Anya's face was getting red. "It's just I don't like the fact that I just became a slave. Think for a moment. What if you become someone's slave." She says while trying to keep calm. She looked at the man her face was red with anger but when she spoke it was as close to calm as it was going to get. "Just one thing. Don't ever assume anything about my life again." She had to stop at that. Slowly breathing to force herself to calmness. Standing by the door to get air from the small cracks. "Lets go before I go on a rampage."

"Yeah 'Master' we can get along.." she said crossing her arms and chewing on her bottom lip.

Katsumoto at this point was very confused, how could they be acting this way? Why weren't they caving just to get out of this? Was he losing what control he had? Straightening himself, "Ok, now we are getting some were. I apologize for assume anything about your life, and as a kindness I would appreciate you not assume anything about me or my life. Now onto our new home." He bangs a fist on the door three times. Four big guys in suits come out caring black bags which they place over the girls heads and zip tie their hands behind their backs.

Then they are gently lead out of the room and into the back of a waiting truck. They are seated on some what couched bench seats. The truck is then carefully driven for around in a maze of directions for an hour and half to make sure the girls cant tell were they are. After the hour and half the truck backs up into a garage and the door closes behind it. The girls are then gently directed through a series of hall ways, up and down stair then down an elevator. At the bottom the girls at gently pushed into a room, were two young guys and a young girl un do the ties and remove the bags. The gear is then passed through a small hole in the metal door. The room, which is well lit, is a small nice clean carpeted room, with a few beds two sinks and a small alcove with a toilet and a curtain. Once the gear is taken care of the girl sits down on one of five beds on one side of the room well the boys sit on two of the five beds on the other side of the room. All three of them have what looks like a dog collar on and sit quietly staring at the new comers with blank hopeless looks on their faces.

"Now that is kniky. Wonder if those are his toys?" Anya says wile looking at the dog collars. She then started to laugh. That helped her calm down a bit.

"There not toys...." Mashiro said in a cold scared like tone, "they're like pets, so are we..." She added

"Thanks......" Anya said sitting down. "I just need to get that image in my head." She laid back on her back then let out a sigh. "Why me out of all people."

The two boys got up, one heads to a sink were there is a small pile of rags, well the other walks up to Mashiro. The boy near Mashiro starts to examine her injuries, well the other boy wets a rag, bring it and a dry one over to them. The Boys start to very gently clean and treat her injuries. At this point the girl gets up and walks over to Anya and sits down. She leans on her, resting her head on Anya's shoulder well hugging her arm. The first boy gets up and walks over to Miyuki, kneeling on both knees bows and in a low submissive voice, "Ma'am how may I serve you?"

"....DONT TOUCH ME" Mashiro whispered yelled yanking her arm away quickly and stumbling back falling, She didn't like that all of the sudden they we're nice to her, "...Don't touch me please...My skin is like the DNA as a Gecko it can heal on its own since its like a program my injuries will be fine in a day or two...and Anya I'm sorry.." Mashiro finished looking towards her.

Anya looked over at the others. "I'm sure Mashiro couldn't do that, shes too kind hearted. So, what are your names? And why are you taking care of us?" Resting other hand, that didn't have a girl on it, on her stomach to give herself a more casual look.

"I could never hurt another being!" Mashiro said agreeing with Anya she picked up the towel the boy was using to fix her up and kneeled besides him looking and began to tend to his wounds, "You've be through worse then me haven't you..it's tough being all alone I get it but you are very strong and loyal I ca sense it" She finished hugging him gently and putting his shirt back on him.

The girl in a soft voice, "This one is known as two of ten ma'am. And it is our job to take care of each other, especially for new comers who have yet to be given a number ma'am. But the three of you are here at the wishes of father, so we have to take extra special care of you to make father happy ma'am." The boy with all the cuts, still in his submissive voice, "This one is three of ten ma'am. Nothing I did not deserve ma'am. And I'm not alone I have one of ten and two of ten with me ma'am." He never moved or flinched well she tended to him. The last boy slowly rises and walked over to the group. Bowing before the them, in a humble submissive voice, "This one is one of ten ma'am. How may we serve you ma'am?"

Anya began to sit up but decided against it. "But what are you names? I want to know what your names were when you were born." She looked at her feet which just touched the edge of the bed. "And why haven't you tried to escape yet?