Felicity sat in the corner of the cage and stared at Gavin. The plate of dinner was upside down at the other end of the cage. Felicity wrapped her arms around her knees. Her brow was creased and lips formed a fine line.
“It’s for your own good. Your body will get used to the sleep pattern. The sedative is only temporary.”
“I’d rather starve than be voluntarily drugged. I won’t eat.”
“Felicity,” Gavin moved closer, “you will obey me. If not now then you will be punished.”
“Nothing can be worse than being a captive,” Felicity looked away.
“There are worse things.”
Felicity woke. She shivered and looked around she was in a tee shirt, no covers on the bed and no pillow. Felicity sighed and for the umpteenth time she regretted her words. Her stomach growled and she groaned. Three days without food had begun to wear on Felicity. The exhaustion weighed on her but the hunger kept her from sleeping more than a couple of hours. Felicity closed her eyes and wept.
Felicity stood slowly when the door at the stairs opened. She watched as the figure moved into her eye line. Her brow furrowed as an unknown woman was in view. Felicity moved to the far corner of the cage. She huddled in on herself, closed her eyes, and tried to blend into the shadow.
The woman in her mid to late fifties walked to the cage with a tray of food. She smiled solemnly as she opened the tray door. She slid the tray in.
“Felicity you have to eat. You’ve stopped using the bathroom which means there’s nothing to make waste. I cannot bear to watch you suffer. Don’t tell him I was here,” the woman glanced nervously around and ran a hand through her lightly gray streaked hair.
“Wh-who are you?” Felicity rasped.
“Dawn, the house maid. I take care of things. It’s been a week of you not eating.”
“I won’t eat it,” Felicity crossed her arms but didn’t look away from the food.
“No sedatives this I promise. You need to eat. For strength. He will be here to punish you and you need to endure and not perish,” Dawn stepped back from the cage.
“How can I trust you?” Felicity rubbed her stomach as it gurgled.
“How do you think you were bathed when you passed out from hunger? How do you think your clothes were changed? He does not enjoy the female body unless it is for him willingly,” Dawn advised.
Felicity stared at Dawn for a minute. She pushed herself to full height and stood dignified. Felicity looked at the tray before she grabbed it. Felicity sniffed each item before she put it to her lips. Felicity’s shoulders sagged as she enjoyed the food that Dawn had provided.
“I’ll be back for the tray in a few. I must clean up the kitchen so he doesn’t know.”
“Thank you,” Felicity managed through a mouthful.
Gavin waited in the study and watched the surveillance screens. His lips curled up as Felicity began to eat. Gavin turned in time to greet Dawn as she entered the room.
“Very good. I appreciate you helping me.”
“I think she is the one. None of the others thought twice before accepting food from me. This one is smart and questions everything,” Dawn smiled at him.
“Felicity is very strong willed. Using you will help me break her. She trusts the food but not you yet. The look in her eyes tells me she wants to. Felicity wants someone on her side. Felicity is perfect,” Gavin stared lovingly at the screens.
“She’s been with us over a month and so I believe her spirit is near its fatigue point. I’ll give her a week before she’s ready to move. I’ll be in the kitchen if you need me.”
Felicity sipped the tea slowly. Her stomach was full and she hadn’t finished what Dawn had provided. Felicity looked around to locate a place to stash the rest. With no covers, pillow or furniture it was not possible. She screwed the cap on the tea and concluded she could keep it. The back leg of the bed was just out of sight and the bottle would be hidden behind it. Unless the cage was entered. Felicity held on to hope and angled the bottle behind the leg post. She moved from each angle to make sure it wasn’t noticeable. Felicity jumped when the door in the stairs opened.
Dawn rounded the corner. She had the chains over her arms. Felicity backed away from the cage door. She had been grateful the chains had been removed once she had refused to eat. Felicity didn’t like the sight of them.
“Bathroom break. I’m sorry but I have to shackle your hands and feet.”
“I-I-I promise I won’t try anything. I swear on a stack of bibles I won’t,” Felicity whined and pleaded.
“How about a compromise? I’ll leave your hands free,” Dawn eyes were warm as they looked into Felicity’s worried pair.
“Um,” Felicity bit her lip, “okay.”
Felicity moved to the cage door. She put her hands through and Dawn put just the cuffs on. Dawn opened the door and shackled Felicity’s feet. Dawn took the cuffs off Felicity’s hands then helped her out of the cage. Felicity waddled to the bathroom. Felicity was appreciative that Dawn turned her back. Gavin did not. Felicity washed her hands and followed Dawn back to the cage.
“Try not to anger him. If you go to bed at 9:30 every night he’ll stop the sedatives,” Dawn relayed the information per Gavin’s request as she removed the shackles.
“How the hell am I supposed to know the time? There aren’t any windows and I haven’t seen a clock in weeks. I don’t even know how long I’ve been here,” Felicity threw her arms up.
“Haven’t you realized the lights tell you the time? They come on at 7:45 am and go off at 9:30 pm. They are at their brightest around noon. It’s part of your training deary.”
“Holy shit you’re right. I knew something was up with those lights. I couldn’t figure it out. Thank you Dawn, for everything,” Felicity pursed her lips and nodded.
“No woes love. Now, hold on to that muffin. I have to take the rest,” Dawn opened the tray slot.
“He’ll see it,” Felicity’s eyes widened as she took the muffin.
“He’ll be gone a few more hours. You’ll want it later,” Dawn winked as she locked the tray slot.
Gavin chuckled as he watched Felicity eat the drug laced muffin. Mood altering medicine worked as effectively as any sedative. Felicity would be unaware of the prescription hidden in the food Dawn ‘snuck’ to her.
This story is making me crazy (in a good way). It’s like a balloon slowly filling with air, about to pop at any second. I’m dreading that Felicity might eventually break, hoping that she’ll put an icepick through Gavin’s forehead at some point, etc. etc. As Willy Wonka said, “The suspense is killing me. I hope it’ll last.”
Glad it’s the good kind of crazy. I’m Happy that you’re enjoying it! I almost want to say something but I will not ruin it.