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SABRINAR [ part 1 ] Sabrinar awoke with a start, the smell of something cooking tickling her nostrils. She moaned at the thoughts of unaccustomed warm food, rolled over, and fell off a bed. That really woke her up. It was a good thing someone had pilled an extra comforter on both sides of the bed just in case. Terrified, at finding herself in unfamiliar surroundings, she scampered into a dark corner, drew her knees up to her chest, and checked out her surroundings. She had long forgotten what it was to be warm, well fed, and sleep in a bed. Her filthy clothes were gone and the adult size man's shirt she was wearing had the smell of being freshly laundered. The last thing she remembered was running frantically from four street toughs who she had witnessed knifing a friend of hers. She had run blindly down a dark alley and run headlong into someone or something that had bounced her back, consciousness fading out. Dim early morning light flooded the room through a barred, blind covered glassblock window, shadowy boxlike shapes and a table shared the room with the low canopied bed she had fallen out of. One door in a corner, another in the middle of the far wall and a double mirrored pair set in the middle of the other wall, and there were numerous unknown objects mounted on the walls. A wroughtiron chandelier light fixture was centered on the ceiling. She froze as the sound of someone turning the doorknob started her panicking. An adult male carrying a tray originating those smells of newly prepared food wafting through her nostrils and into her growling belly, walked into the room. She saw a middle aged balding man, well dressed in white shirt, dark tie and dark suit pants. "I will leave this on the table, eat what you like" His firm voice said,obviously used to being obeyed. And the sound of the door opening and closing again,followed by the sound of a lock firmly sealling her in, came to her ears. After her stomach had reminded her the food was getting cold, she crept out of the corner and peeked around the foot of the bed. The door he had come in was closed and she was the only one in the room. Sabrina advanced on the table as a cat stalks a mouse, to see the large covered tray he had placed on it. Unable to resist the smells of food escaping from it, she cautiously stood. It took both her hands to lift of the heavy lid and she jumped as it clanged loud as it hit the floor. Revealed was more food than she had ever seen at once. The delicious odors off pancakes, waffles, and scrambled eggs made her stomach growl. Three types of cereals, flaked by tall glasses of milk, apple and orange juice. A bowl of cut up fruits and melons occupied the centre, the rest of the food arranged around it. She was not used to eating with utensils anymore and had to relearn fresh food was often too hot to eat without them. The cereals just filled a small hole and it was not until half of everything was gone that she even started to slow down. With a full stomach for the first time she could remember. Sabrina retraced her way back to the dim corner and pulling one of the comforters pilled at the side of the bed around her. She then curled up in her usual sleeping position, a tight ball and dozed off. Later her body woke her with a waste disposal call and she crept up to the nearest door, the one in the corner and opening it found a normal sized washroom. She at least remembered how to use a toilet and wiping herself with toilet paper for the first time in a long time, even flushed the toilet. It's flushing sound bringing tears of the remembrances of better times. Grabbing two buttered muffins off the tray as she passed and downing a glass of juice to wash them down. She returned to the dim corner and rolled back up in the soft comforter.Her usual flop was a small cardboard box stuffed full of old papers in the corner of an abandoned factories derelic office. The sun was streaming full through the windows open blinds illuminating the entire room when she awoke again. Creeping out, she found the food tray had been refilled with treats and drinks. Cookies, cake and even a half melted ice cream Sunday awaited her. Ice cream, a treat long forgotten went down first. As she filled up again standing ready to flee. Took the time to look around the room. The boxlike shapes were a chest of four drawers, an amour and across the room a mirrored female's dressing table. The light pink walls were bordered at the top with a parade of cartoon animals and all the furniture was white with the same color as the walls as trim. The objects on the walls were large framed pictures of zoo animals and circus clowns. This was a room long prepared for a little girl. But was it a prison cell or a bedroom? She used the toilet and examining the inside of the bathroom door discovered she could lock it from the inside. Doing so, she started to fill the bath with warm water and choosing one of the colorful plastic bottles on its rim poured it all in. The resulting smells and bubbles were irresistible and she slid first in and then right under. The warm soapy water absorbed her body as if she were returning to her long forgotten mother's womb. A bar of sweet smelling soap later she stepped out and grabbing a large pink towel thoroughly dried first her hair and next all of her dry. She found mouth wash, new toothbrushes, hair spray and different combs arranged on the counter around the sink. She brushed her teeth, gargled and even attempted to make some sense out of her long uncut tangled hair. Looking into the mirror that filled one wall of the bathroom she saw a very pretty young female looking back. A round pretty face with solemn brown eyes, pouty naturally red lips, a pert chin and nose atop an obviously developing young female body. And for once her uncut hair lay all in the same direction. Wrapping her blossoming body in the largest towel she carefully unlocked the door and peeped out into the room. No one was there and she crept across it towards the chest of drawers. Examining the top drawer she found it was full of tee shirts in about every color and style. The next was full of shorts in different colors and styles. The third plain white cotton panties, and the forth only white socks with frilly tops, both ankle and knee high. What bothered her the most was they were all her size. She picked out a red top, pulling it down, she realized it was made of a stretch fabric, deliberately a little undersize, her budding breasts nipples clearly displayed. A pair of the little girl underwear, blue short shorts and knee high socks. Once dressed the made her way to the double door to discover they slid aside to reveal a wall length closet inside. School uniforms, followed by pink, baby blue and virgin white frilly dresses, to the left, with black rubber and leather exotic adult erotic wear in little girl size to the right. White, black, pink little girl shoes to the left, knee high and thigh high stiletto heeled wear to the right. Being adventurous she squirmed her foot into a thigh high boot, of course it fit. Since that very expensive one did, she was sure every one would be her shoe size. Slipping a pair of pink low cut runners on her feet. They completed her little innocent girl look. Walking over to the window, she pulled the white lace curtains aside. She saw it was composed of glass bricks about six inches thick. Putting her ear up to it, she could not hear anything beyond. No one could see in and she had no idea were she was as she could not see out either. The dressing table held both skin creams and adult makeup. A long haired blond, red and even a short haired black wig sat on rests along the front. Hair cutters nail cutters, combs and brushes, long eyelashes, fingernail extensions and tanning creams filled the side drawers. Why was she not surprised the deep top drawer across the front held cuffs, collars and connecting chains. Upon examination, the bed's footboard and headboard held chains with small leather shackles at each corner. Under it were spreader bars, a ball and chain and suspension harnesses. She walked over to the amour and opening its top doors discovered hanging on pegs inside, short whips, long whips, floggers riding crops and a fearsome bullwhip. The first drawer down, clips and other devices designed to be attached to a female's most tender spots. The double deep bottom filled with devices and items to be inserted in a female's anal, vaginal and oral passages. Outside the world simply did not care whether Sabrinar lived or died. Twice in her ten years years already she had been hunted down like a rabbit by a pack of older boys and repeatedly raped. Food was scarce and the competition for it getting fiercer. On the other hand he had obviously spent a great deal of time and money on her. Was what he would demand of her and subject her body too worth the relative safety and wellbeing he offered ? She turned around to find him standing in the doorway, her dinner on a tray in his hands. Sabrina made up her mind as she walked up to him and knelt before him, head down. "What shall I wear on our first dinner together daddy?" |