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Is This The End? (Mobius - DizjayDeathPride)

Marley shook her head."Then take her,too.I meant what I said,I'm not moving," she said firmly,her voice not wavering once,her stone cold gaze digging into him.
 
He took in her gaze. "Fine. Fine." He started to walk back then kicked her beind the knee, making her fall. He grabbed her head. "your pride means nothing to me" slamming it om the bumper. "Get in the van."
 
(Now it's my turn to realize that I didn't reply when I thought I did xD .)


Marley winced and cried out again,but this time much quiet.When she hit the ground,she didn't have much time to react because he soon had a hold of her head.As it collided with the bumper of the van,she moaned and squeezed her eyes shut,trying to get all of the black spots that suddenly filled her vision to go away.She couldn't rub or grab her head because she was still shackled,so it seemed to make the pain feel ten times worse."Not...not until you do something for her..." She mumbled,not able to get her voice any higher or stronger than that.
 
Marley yelped and struggled for a moment against her binds,trying to get her hands to her throbbing head.Obviously,she failed and she couldn't talk for a bit,either,because she was focusing on not blacking out from pain."Fine..." She finally moaned quietly,but she had a hard time getting to her feat,mainly because when she moved she felt like she was going to pass out,and she stumbled backwards.
 
Once again,Marley wanted to lose whatever was in her stomach when he kissed her head.She hit the floor of the van with her back and moaned,not caring what the other slaves thought of her.Her head was spinning,her vision was splotchy,and the type of headache she had was indescribable.However,she felt terrible for the poor girl that she couldn't help.
 
When the van suddenly stopped,Marley was shot backwards and she collided with another slave.She moaned again and tried to right herself,but she ended up on her side on the floor again.She cursed out loud and glared at the floor,picturing Zack's head there.
 
Once get got home he had his guards shuffle and chain the slaves in the basement. He knew he would have to break her before setting her free to work
 
Marley didn't fight against the guards because she couldn't.She still hadn't recovered from the head trauma.She couldn't really even think without getting a pain somewhere in her skull.
 
Marley glared at him when he came down."Shut up," she ground out,Jose two words causing her headache to complain.She eyed the slop he brought,knowing that she would never get herself to eat that if that was what he meant for that stuff.
 
He flung some in her face and continued on. "Suit yourself" he went to each slave saying open then putting a spoonful in their mouth. He stopped at the one directly across from Marley and looked back at her. "No... i have a better plan for you slave" he said to the man across from her. Then he went upstairs
 
Marley spit out what she got in her mouth when he flung the gunk at her face.Ugh,just that little bit was revolting.When he stopped at the other man and looked back at her,saying what he did,she shifted uncomfortably,nervously wondering what he had planned.
 
An hour later he came down with a stake platter, making sure to pass by Marley, letting the aroma fill her. He unchained one of his arms and handed him the plate. "Make sure to enjoy it"
 
Marley felt her mouth start to water the moment she took in the delicious aroma.Her stomach grumbled ferociously since she hadn't eaten anything in a while.She found herself staring at the steak the other slave had presented to him,wishing it was hers instead.
 
He smiled wickedly and said, "oh do you want some? One kiss and ill make you a plate to" the slaves started to make an uproar saying ill kiss you please please master me "QUIET! ALL OF YOU! I DIDN'T ASK YOU! I ASKED you."
 
Marley narrowed her eyes at him.She should have expected that."Never!" She exclaimed,but it was somewhat weak because the delicious aroma was getting to her head."Ask me to clean a room or feed you grapes and maybe I'll comply,but I'll never miss you " she added as firmly as she could.
 
"Is that right?" He left and went upstairs. He had each of the slaves but her fixed a little stake and a cool (whatever your favorite drink is). He had them each fed slowly in front of her as he watched her suffer
 
Marley's mouth dropped just slightly when she seen all of the other slaves being handed steaks and her favorite drink."Oh,you're kidding me..." She mumbled,knowing she wouldn't be able to hold her ground for too long.Then she got a devious little plan that she figured would show him what for."A kiss,huh?" She asked as she looked over at him.
 
"Oh no that offer is gone now. You had your chance to comply. We'll try something again tomorrow. Sleep well, slave." He left them all chained there by their hands and feet and went upstairs
 
Marley's face seemed to deflate when he said she missed her chance.She was really looking forward to doing what she had planned.Oh,well,now she had to try and fall asleep with the smell of steak lingering in her nose.
 
He came back a few days later. Every so often slaves would come to clean them. He unhooked a slave and sent her upstairs to work. Then he went to Marley. "Hey beautiful whats up?"
 
Marley moaned quietly when she heard the door leading to upstairs open up.Her hungry stomach was eating away at her and she definitely wasn't the fiery soul she had been at the auction.She hadn't been fed for a while there,so not eating for how long really wrecked her.The smell and sight of the steak hung in her mind as if it was still just out of her reach.She had such a horrible headache it wasn't even funny.When she seen it was him,her eyes narrowed,but that was it,and she didn't say anything to him,either.
 
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