My Master

Three

HARI'S POV
Something felt off. Her bed had never felt this soft and comfy before. it felt like she was laying on a cloud. An extremely yummy smelling cloud.

Slowly she opened her eyes to see that she was indeed not in her bedroom. That caused her to jolt up and off the bed. Hari's head swiveled around taking in her surroundings.

The room was decorated with heavy wood furniture, yet it looked so modern. White and rich mocha brown and clean lines of grey.

The smell of the room was intoxicating. Musky and woodsy, extremely masculine yet incredibly pleasant. It engulfed the room, claiming ownership of the space.

Walking around she tried to figure out how she had gotten there and still everything came up blank. She decided to explore more, outside and of the room. Hopefully that would jog her memory.

She walked to the double doors which seemed to be the only entrance in and out of the room. Reaching her hand out she gripped the cool metal. As she was turning the knob two deep voices drifted outside the door.

"Bell did you see the ass on her? Man this is killing me not to be able to go in and touch" the first voice groaned in frustration.

"Go ahead dumbass. Just know I will not help you when the boss rips you to pieces. He clearly has this one for his use only."

"Well fuck there goes all the fun." The first voice groaned.

Slowly she backed away from the door. Turning back around once again looking at the room. If the door was blocked she'd have to find a different way out.

Light shined through the window. The silvery glow spread itself through the room. Softly she padded across the room to the giant doors that led out to a balcony.

Grasping the cool metal handle and turning it, allowed her access to the large balcony. Up above the moon shined brightly. It's soft glow luring you into it's embrace. Making you feel safe and calm.

She couldn't help the pull it had. Looking out there was a grand expanse of woods and beyond that mountains. Hearing the sounds of animals going through their nightly duties.

Their voices melding together in a melody that held you and made you want to be apart of its fold.

The night was a beautiful lover that held your undivided attention and teased you with is beauty and mystery until you ran into her welcoming embrace.

Trees?

She lived in the city. Where could she possibly be where there was a forest and mountains? Making a sour face she would bet her last possession that there was a lake.

It became eerily quite, even the forest seemed to fall silent.

Looking down she saw a group of men walking across the grass. She quickly jumped back to safety do the mrn would not see her.

She muled around the room. It seemed all attempts at escaping were thwarted by guards. Though she could only think who would want to kidnap her. She worked at a bookstore and she never went out.

Sighing she plopped down on the bed trying to come up with a plan. Nothing absolutely nothing. Swiveling her head aroud Hari's eyes caught sight of the closet. Maybe something was in there.

Hopping off tye bed she trotted to the closet door. Opening the door she stepped in and felt around the wall for a switch. Finally finding it she used the tip of her fingers to flip the switch.

Light blossomed from the bulbs illuminating the entire space. The room was humongous. Rows and rows of clothing hung from the walls there was a wall strickly for accessories. Several rooms could be made frim this closet.

Looking around she saw two seperat doors, one was completely pitch black underneath and the other had a soft glow coming from it.

Walking to the glowing door she slowly turned the handle. Gently pushing it open. Taking one step out she came to a haulting stop.

The room was filled with giant men. All of them seemed to loose what emotions that were displayed on their faces the second she stepped in. Looking around she saw at least eight men. Then she looked at the the man sitting behind the desk. The man from the alley. The monster that haunted her dreams.

Dreams!

Thats it, she must still be asleep at work. Looking at the closet man to her she looked him up and down and then reached out and poked his scruffy cheek.

The warm flesh confirmed it was not a dream. The man jerked his head back just as fast as she brought her hand back to her chest.

Lettung out a high pitched scream Hari turned to run.

"OH MY FUCKING TITS THIS SHIT IS REAL!!!!"

She slammed the door shut and ran back to the room. Looking around her escape choices still hadn't changed. So she did the most logical thing to do.

She grabbed the blanket off the huge bed and managed to roll herself into a safty burrito.

"Well that was entertaining" came a deep voice from besided her.

"Ugh"

Hari let her head fall between the pillows. Yet not a dream but definatily a nightmare.