Devils Daughters

“Will you please just talk to us?” Andy asked for what seemed like the 100th time. I looked to Jesse who was still in the corner. She kept her back to the wall and even if it looked like she was sleeping, I knew better. She was on high alert and if anyone so much as tried to get near her, she would pounce. Ashley sat in a chair close to her but I advised him not to move any closer.

“Ali..” Andy started but I cut him off.
“Why?” I asked. He gave me a bewildered looked.
“Because we want to help. We want to know..” I shook my head.
“That’s not what I meant.” Eyeing him, he knew exactly what she meant.
“We can talk about that later. Right now, what is going on Ali. I want to help.” He sighed, running his fingers through his hair. He was growing more frustrated by the moment.
“No if you knew you would run. You would run so far away.” I whimpered.
“I’m here Ali, please tell me.” He begged.

Jesse started laughing in the corner. I knew when she was like this, there was nothing that could be done but to wait it out. “Tell them. Tell them all of it. Tell them how worthless and pathetic we are. Would you like to know about the branding? Or maybe the beating? Or maybe you would like to know how long we can go without food before we collapse and beg!” She was practically yelling now. I watched as she went silent and started shaking.

I sighed and turned away from Andy. I got up and walked to the wall and slid down, landing on my butt.

“Fine I’ll tell you but after words you are going to run as far away as you can.”“Ali I..”“No just listen, don’t talk. We were sold into a slave trading before we could even walk. We both grew up not knowing our parents. We only knew how to serve. As luck would have it, we found each other when we were 8. We refused to be separated. They tried, they beat us and starved us. However they quickly learned that we worked better together so we started being sold as a pair. Every new place we got sold to branded us with their mark.Sometimes more than once to make sure that it could be seen over the other scars. We got sold into all different things. For some of them we just cleaned and for other it was much worse. We would be beat for pleasure or we would be used as sex objects. If we disobeyed at anytime we were beaten or starved. We could go days without food or even sunlight. We were puppets who didn’t know any better. We had never been exposed to any other life. We didn’t know what existed outside the slave trade. That was until one day a slave came in who had just been bought. She was from the outside world. She told us of all the wonderful things outside our hell. We made an escape plan and made it about two miles out before we were found. We were drug back by our hair and beaten. As punishment they killed the slave girl. They thought that by doing so they taught us a lesson. However it made us more determined. We made a more elaborate plan. This plan involved killing the master and all in his house. He normally had two body guards at the front and back doors plus a person guard on him at all times. So one night when he came to me, I went with him. Jesse and I were always together so he didn’t object when she followed. He just expected to have her after. She waited outside the door while I went it. Step one of our plan had gone off smoothly. As I was in bed with him, I grabbed the small sliver of razor I had acquired from chores and slit the fat fucks throat. He couldn’t even scream. Once I saw the life drain from his eyes, I got up and walked to the door and knocked twice softly. The door opened and revealed Jesse, with the guard dead at her feet. All we had left was the four guards at the doors. We wanted to take the ones in the back out first. We stopped in the bathroom and cleaned up a bit and then seduced the two at the back. Saying the master sent us to entertain them for the night. They fell for it and within minutes were dead at our feet. With two left, we did the same thing. We drug all the bodies inside and searched the house for car keys and money. We found his money and checks. We grabbed clothes and even set the others free. We sent them off with money and watched as they took off into the woods. Once everyone was a safe distance away and Jesse had the car started, I set to lighting the place on fire. Once I was satisfied with the fire, we drove a bit away, neither of us really knowing what we were doing and watched as hell went up in flames. We used the money we stole to start a new life. We became new people and tried to put our lives behind us. It was working until now. It would seem some old owners found us and are new after us.”

I finished telling the story version of the story. I didn’t even realize I had been crying until I felt the cool droplets run down my cheek. I was sure they would run now.

Notes

Well that was violent.

How are the guys going to react to this news??

Billie you're up!

~Raz