Person's Pov: (He will have a name in a few)

VikkStar did what ever I asked of him, He was an odiedent little Slave. I had a little collar around his neck that connected to his cell wall he had access to every thing in the house but he could not go outside. I took the gag out of his mouth when we arrived at my house, but he will not talk. I think he is afraid of me, but he should be so that makes me happy.

It was the second night at my house and I was dragging VikkStar down the stairs to his cell,

"You are an Evil Person you know that."

"Wow looks likes someone had the courage to start talking again." I tell him.

He looks up at me and I see lots I repeat a lot of hate in his eyes.

"Wow someone is angry."

"Who wouldn't be, I am a Slave! Everyone wants their freedom and you take me. From my family and friends, you also threatened them!"

"Yes, I did and I am enjoying every second of it, you don't know how funny it is so watch you try to get stuff from high up. And this burst of courage is going to get you in trouble."

He rolls his eyes and I smile.

"Dose it look like I care? I knew what I was agreeing to. I new you where not going to treat me like a human being. I knew I would get in trouble if I did something like this."

"Well you are right because you are getting in trouble. You are not suppose to talk unless talken."

"Well Master you are talking to me."

"That is it!"

I pull a rag out of the back of my pocket and force his mouth open, then I shove the rag in it. I take duct tape from my pocket to and I apply a few layers on his mouth. He look up at me again and I still see the hate but I saw the fear to. I undid the chain from the collar and I grab a hold of his neck and drag him down another set of stairs. When we get down there we stop in front of a door, with lead to what I call the Punishment room.

Vikk's Pov:

The Person ( I am not going to call him Master in my mind) took me to a room, it was all white and it has a support bean in the middle of it. He pushes me over to it and then pushes me onto my knees. My hands where then forced around the pole and hand cuffed together. He looked at me for a moment before ripping my shirt off. I look at him like he was Mad and he just laughed.

"We wouldn't want to get the shirt all bloody now would we. Oh wait I ripped it, well you don't need it anyways."

I stare and him wide eyed, what was he going to do to me. He walks out of the room and comes back with a whip and a knife. Once I saw the items I let out a muffled scream, and started to pull against my restraints. I though he was just going to hit me a few times. Not actually do this.

To be in all honestly the Knife scared me the most. You can do a lot of damage with a knife.

"Is the little Star scared now?"

I knelt there pulling on my restraints trying anything to get out of them. He walked closer to me and put the knife against my neck.

"If you don't stop moving I will kill you, then who will stop me from killing the ones you love?"

I stop moving and I feel some tears running down my face. The Person then took the knife away from my neck and went behind me and I felt the knife against the forearm. He pushed on the knife and started to from what it felt like write something on it.

I cried out in pain and tried to move my arm away.

"If you don't stop moving it is going to hurt more, My Little Slave."

I do as he says and I stop moving but I hang my head low and sat there crying. I felt the knife leave my skin and the Person stood up. I felt the cuffs being released and I pulled my arm up and cradled it against my chest.

"My don't you look what it says."

I lift my arm out of my chest and I look at it, and my eyes go big.

101903 Property of Maximus Rogers

I look at him and growls, he laughs and takes a wrap and wraps my arm up before forcing my hands behind my back and hand cuffing them behind the pole again.

"Do you like it? I made sure it looked pretty because you are going to have that forever."

We walks and picks up the whip I shrink back in fear, I knew that whips hurt, I learned it in school when we were talking about WWII.

He brought it down on my chest and I screamed it was muffled but I think the Person heard it because the smiled and hit be again. He did this for a while, until my chest was covered in marks and blood..

He put the whip down and walked over to me. I cowered and looked at the ground, and I felt new tears running down my face. He forced my head up and made me look into his eyes. He then took the tape of my mouth and the then rag out.

"Have you learned you lesson Slave?"

He lets go of my chin and I nod my head. That earns a slap to the face.

"What?"

"Y...Ye....Yes Mas...ter."

"Good if you don't want this to happen again you will obey me."

Ye...yes Mas...ter."

He took the handcuffs off my wrist and he grabbed a hold of my neck again and took me back to my cell, he put the lease back onto my collar and closed the cell door. Once I didn't hear the Person's foot steps I whispered and started to cry again.

"Where are you Lachy."