Redemption

Chapter 4

Miranda touched up her makeup for the umpteenth time, she smiled weekly as she caught a glance of Amy her six month old daughter.

Miranda was a single mother and at only eighteen and no family to fall back on, it was fair to say that she was struggling badly. Her parents were still alive and lived only an hour away but they had no idea about Amy or her unfortunate lifestyle, as far as they knew Miranda was at college doing a course to become a beautician.

This was true until she met Ryan.

She met Ryan when she was working in a club collecting glasses only a couple of days after her 17th birthday, he was a charmer and kept telling her how beautiful she was.

Ryan was tall, probably about 6'2 with smouldering dark brown eyes and unruly black hair. He was not skinny or muscle bound but more a pleasing mix of them both and Miranda couldn't believe that he was interested in her. She had never had any boyfriends, not that she wasn't pretty her tall slender frame with all the right curves and her long shiny dark hair always got attention. This was also the reason she managed to get this job in the first place although she was underage the owner told her that she could collect glasses as long as she didn't serve anyone any alcohol.

The next few weeks continued with Ryan meeting her after work and they would go out for dinner or back to her small apartment that she rented with two other girls that were on the same college course as her.

After the third week Ryan declared one night after taking her out to a fancy italian restaurant that he loved her and wanted to spend the rest of his life with her, he then produced a gorgeous diamond ring that looked very expensive, it wasn't a large diamond but it was surrounded by lots of smaller diamonds even along the whole band. Miranda was so overwhelmed with emotions but didn't hesitate to accept his offer.

Things changed very quickly after that, he persuaded her to give up her apartment and move in with him. Stupidly she agreed before ever setting foot though his door, he had already moved all her stuff into his house before her arrival. But as she walked through the front door she knew something was off, she immediately spotted three other men and one of them gave her one of the most evil grins she had ever seen.

When she had asked Ryan who they were he had just shrugged and said that they live her too. The building was huge and quickly she leaned that he owned the whole lot, it must of had at least ten floors with two three bedroom flats on each floor and a penthouse on the eleventh floor where Ryan lived...she hoped on his own!

Thankfully that was true, but it was fitted out expensively and was setting off alarms! It had lovely deep carpets, large oversized black leather sofa's, mood lighting, priceless pieces of art and nearly every room had a large tv in it including the bathroom which was nearly the size of her whole apartment. It had a full size jacuzzi, mirrored walls and ceiling and a fully stocked fridge full of what looked like champagne. This was now very worrying, her Ryan was looking more like a player by the second and all those mirrors made her feel really uneasy.

He had noticed her expression and took her hand and squeezed it gently "just needs a woman's touch" he was winked at her which had helped her regain her composure for a second. Ryan left her to take a look around on her own, she wondered down the spotlessly clean and very white hall and stumbled across what must have been his bedroom. She immediately felt sick to her stomach as she had never seen such a gaudy looking room, it had a deep black carpet, super king size dark four poster bed with black satin sheets and the wall behind the bed looked as if that too was covered in black leather.

She was just about to run out the room when she felt arms go round her waist "so you found our bedroom then?" He grinned and as she tried to leave the room he kept her there in place with ease. "Shall we try it out for size?" She heard the words and knew what he meant but it wasn't from the Ryan she knew, this sounded colder and more frightening. Miranda was still a virgin and although she had been with Ryan for nearly 2 months now he had been happy to wait till she was ready. This was not the way she wanted her first time to be like but things changed when she had told him no!

Ryan picked her up and proceed to throw her onto the bed, but all her pleading and crying didn't stop him doing what he wanted to do to her and when he was finished he casually pulled his pants and jeans back on and left the room without saying a word.

Miranda crawled into the ensure bathroom and locked the door, it was all she could do before she broke down and bawled her eyes out. She must have fallen asleep on the bathroom floor for hours because when she woke up she realised it was dark outside, it had only been about 7:00 when she arrived.

She already knew that this place was not for her, Ryan was not the person she thought he was, so she gently placed the ring down on the vanity unit beside the sink and slowly unlocked the bathroom door, a quick glance told her that he wasn't in the bedroom so she quickly dressed and to her dismay noticed that her top had been ripped when he had roughly pulled it over her head but all that mattered was getting out of this building.

Miranda plucked up all of her remaining courage and turned the bedroom door handle, I creaked very slightly as she opened the door but hopefully not enough to alert Ryan 'even if he was still in the apartment' she thought and hoped he had gone out.

She made it to the front door and sighed with relief when it opened, but as she reached the lift her heart sank, she spotted a metal box with numbers on it next to the lift button...it needed a code!

Before she could try a few random combinations a shout rang out from inside the apartment and she knew she had been rumbled. A very angry looking Ryan stood at the door with a bottle of beer in his hand "I'm not finished with you yet!"

And he wasn't, she was made to dress up and cook and clean for him and had to put up with his constant requests for sex and she had learnt not to refuse him as that would have resulted in a beating from him and if she cried he would just laugh at her and call her pathetic. But that was only the start of it...

She was ordered to go onto the pill which she was glad to do but soon strange men would turn up and she was made to have sex with them too, some she recognised from when she had arrived. She soon started to feel empty of any emotion and a few months had passed and she got progressively sicker, she lost a pile of weight and was constantly sick. She had never been allowed to leave the penthouse, she had been kept prisoner by an evil monster who she now realised was brought in for his own sick sexual gratification and she knew he must have been charging the men to have sex with her.

She wondered if the same thing was going on in the rest of the building, maybe the girls were free to come and go, maybe they even got paid? She had no idea but knew she had to get out but as yet she hadn't figured out how.