The guards led me a different direction then I came and I was confused. Were they not taking me back to the cell? As they continued leading me down many halls, realized they were bringing me to a different room. But what kind of room would it be? Would it be worst than the one before? It had to be because she was his prisoner.

Oh Adam, I thought and cried silently, where are you? They may not be on the best of terms right now but I desperately hoped he would come and find me when he realized I was missing. I didn't let the tears fall, not when I was around anyone. I needed to show them that she was strong, not a weak little person they thought I was, though that is how I felt.

Soon we stood in front of a door. I had been so lost in my thoughts, I didn't even noticed when we stopped. They opened the door and I was pushed in by the guards before I realized what was happening and when I turned around to look at them, they swiftly shut the door and I heard a click.

I ran to the door and pulled on the handle. It was as I feared, they had locked me in. It was then I let the tears fall, letting my head rest against the door.

I pull myself together after what seemed like an eternity and turned around to face the room. I was, well, shocked when I saw it wasn't worse than the cell but an actual room. It looked like everything I needed to get by was in this room, plus more. A bed, a closet full of clothes, and a bathroom.

On the bed, I noticed a dress was laying out. It was deep red that matched my hair color and looked like a similar style of dress I was currently wearing, thankfully not see through.

I hated it, other circumstances I might have liked it but knowing they were forcing me to wear this for their enjoyment made me hate it. I could already see what Dominic might do to me and the way he would look at me while I wore that dress.

If it was up to me, I would be choosing a different dress that wasn't so revealing but the trouble I would be in if I didn't show up in that thing was something I did not want to know.

Suddenly, the door opened behind me and I spun around to see a girl come in. She was a short girl, about 5'2, with brown hair and eyes. She also looked like she was shy because her head was pointed down to the ground and she said softly, "miss, I'm here to help you get ready. Master's orders."

For some reason, I took an instant liking to this girl even though I hardly met her, much less spoke to her.

But I decided to take a chance anyways. I crossed my arms and looked at the girl. "But what if I don't want to?"

The girl looked up in alarm, eyes wide. "Miss, please no. Do what he says. You do not want to find out what will happen if you go against his orders. Trust me. He'll do it to both me and you."

Now I felt really sorry for the girl and I uncrossed my arms. "I'm sorry. I wasn't actually going to do it. I was seeing if my suspicions were correct and they were."

The girl visibly let out a sigh of relief. "Thank you. Now, we must hurry. There's not a whole lot of time. I'll go get your bath started while you undress." She quickly scurried to the bathroom and I could hear the bath as it turned on.

She wanted me to... what? Sure, I could take off the dress because it was already see through and there wasn't much to imagine, but my undergarments? No. I could not be naked in front of her. It was way to uncomfortable.

She came back out and when she saw me she said, "miss, you must take off your clothes, now. You must bathe and I must help you. Master's orders."

It seemed she wasn't fazed by any of this when I went to argue that I could do it myself but she argued she had to help. Eventually I gave in but I went into the bathroom and closed the door and got into the tub. It gave me the illusion at least she wouldn't really see me until she came in and sat down behind me.

I covered myself the best I could and she told me to relax. I leaned my head back as ordered and she started rubbing my scalp with expert hands. It came to me then that she must have done this numerous times before. How many girls had been in my place before? What had he all done to them?

"What's your name?" I finally asked as she continued to rub my scalp and wash it.

"I'm Amelia, Lia for short. And I know your name. Everyone here does. You're Mia, the virgin human mated to a werewolf and all the vampires want you but they won't because of, as you know him, Dominic. I must warn you miss, do not mess up or you will be taken advantage of."

I gulped and shook nervously, "but he told me he wouldn't take away my virginity. And I didn't know being mated to a werewolf and being a virgin was such a big deal."

"It is miss, vampires love virgin blood and if they can take a werewolf's mate, it's so much better because they get revenge on their enemy. Most vampires won't do that though, only in this clan. That's something you should know. Not all vampires all bad."

She paused before she continued, answering to what I said first, "yes, he will not take your virginity away, that you should know, but that won't stop him of taking advantage of you in other ways. I can't tell you what he'll do but know that with you, the tiniest mess up and he'll do something you wish he would not."

I thought about what she said while she continued to wash my hair. It was really relaxing and putting me to sleep. When she finally finished, she went to the other end of the tub and started massaging my sore feet. They were cracked and scratched and I had been barefoot for who knows how long. It felt amazing and she rubbed lotion in them.

Once she was done, I was told to stand up and I did, she put a towel around me while looking away, which I was grateful for and I dried myself after telling her I could at least do this part myself.

I was directed back to the room after she handed me a robe, which I was grateful for, and I was told to sit in a chair in front of the vanity. I did as she asked and she started blow drying and styling my hair.

Lia pulled my hair back and away from my face, I also noticed though she exposed part of my neck. I knew what that was for and I shivered in disgust at the thought of it. She also put a light about of makeup on.

When she finished, I stood up and walked over to the dress, knowing that was all I had to do now and I dreaded time as it continued to go on. The more things I got done, that meant less time until I saw him again.

It wasn't until I got a closer look at the dress did I see a couple major differences to the one I wore earlier. For one, this dress had a much deeper v cut, something I would never wear for myself, and a slit on the leg and it looked like it went high.

"No," I said shaking my head and backing up, "no way am I wearing that dress! It's way to exposing!"

"But you must Mia!" She said, using my name which I had told her to use while I was in the bath, "you do not want to be punished by him. Trust me."

I sighed, "I do trust you. I just don't want to wear this dress." I picked it up, knowing I would have to wear it no matter what, even if I did feel extremely exposed, and then notice there were no undergarments at all. "Lia, where's my underwear and bra?"

"They should be there Mia, and if they're not, then he doesn't want you to have any." She looked at the bed and saw me holding up the dress. She let out a sad sigh, "he doesn't want you to have any it looks like. Now come on, we need to hurry up and put his dress on you. We're almost out of time."

"Okay," she helped me into my dress and this time it was grateful because I doubt I could get it on myself with the disgust I feeling toward it. The sleeves still hung off my shoulder. I knew this was a design to always keep my neck exposed. The v cut went below my chest and stopped midway between my bellybutton and my chest. It exposed half my breast and one wrong move could make a boob fall out and expose myself.

The slit on my leg was really high, ending below my hip. If I moved wrong here too I could expose myself. I knew I was going to have to be very careful now.

Dominic was a terrible creature and I hated him and I hated how he was making me wear this very exposing dress. It brought tears to my eyes but I didn't let them fall. I needed to be strong. That was the only way I was going to get through this.

"I'm so sorry," Lia whispered and she hugged me. I leaned on her, very grateful for her support and glad I at least had her here. I already considered her a great friend. When I got out of here, I was taking her with me.

Three knocks interrupted my comfort session, telling me it was time to go, and I pulled back. Lia gave me an encouraging smile and said, "be strong out there. I know you can do it. Don't give him a reason to do anything to you. You'll be great."

"Thank you Lia. I don't know how I could do any of this without you."

Lia just gave me a small smile and said, "now go. Don't make him made." I was pushed away and I squared my shoulders, making me look strong again, before stepping toward the door to go to the nightmare dinner.

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Phew! That was long; maybe not for you guys but for me it is. But I finally finished it, yay! Before I started writing this chapter, I was writing a different one with Adam. But I decided I don't want that one quite yet so I'm holding it off for a bit. That's part of one reason why it took so long. The other is because of college classes. I'm sorry for now updating until now but I hope you enjoy this. I hope to update soon again.

Also, I know it may be bad for what's going on, but she is kidnapped and victims usually aren't treated the best, especially if they are from the enemy. Remember that. It won't always be like this though.

Anyways, what do ya think? Do you like it? Tell me your thoughts, on any of the people.

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