"Are you going to be a good girl or so I have to restrain you?" Master asked in a cocky voice as he started to undress.
I looked away and out of fear of getting a punishment I said, "I'll be good..." I felt empty as I said it. I felt like my spirit had been taken from me. He smiled at me and pulled me into a kiss.
The urge to fight back was overwhelming, but the fear of punishment was stronger. So, I sat there with my eyes squeezed shut trying to hold back the tears as he touched me.
I felt him push my naked body back on the bed, and his hot breath on my beck. I felt him force my legs open, and that's when the tears started to escape my eyes.
Then I heard it. The normally frightening sound was musicto my ears. I heard the gun shot and then I felt the weight of Master's dead body ontop of me. I layed underneath him crying. I was too afraid to look to see who the shooter was. I heard voices, but they sounded so distant and I couldn't make out what they were saying. I felt Master's body being lifted off of me. I felt myself being picked up bridal style and carried out of the room.
I felt some one dressing me, and then some one hugging me. I was still too afraid to open my eyes.
"I'm sorry I didn't tickle torture him to death," I heard a familiar voice whisper into my ear. My eyes shot open and I looked up to see Jake. He looked down at me with a smile on his face. I smiled back at him and hugged him tightly.
"How?" I said through my tears of joy.
"Well...the guy at the hotel is very open for sharing information when he has a gun to his head," Jake said with a smile on his face.
I giggled a little bit and then asked, "How did you get my first Master to tell you where I was?"
"Tickle torture!" he said jokingly and then gave me a wink.
"Seriously Jake how did you manage it?" I asked as I tried to put a serious face on.
"I don't know...people are just very open when they have a gun to their head," he said as he chuckled a little.
As we walked out of Rafiel's house my only thought was that I was finally free!
THE END
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