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In a small flat in the center of London lived a very poor family. Kira was only four when everything changed for her.

She sat at the small table in the kitchenette while her mother tried to do a little house work while on her day off from work. She worked long hours as a housekeeper at a three-star hotel. Kira's father sat on the stiff couch that a friend was giving away for free. It had tears in the tweed fabric, showing the stuffing. They covered the tears with tape, making it look more battered.

He worked as a security guard for the Victoria and Albert Museum. He also worked long hours for little pay. They were often stressed with money, which led to Kira's father selling weed on the side from their small garden in the tiny hallway closet. Kira wasn't allowed near it.

Her parents had her young, they were sixteen and didn't have much family support, as they were both children of drug addicts who often were gone for long stretches of time. They had to build themselves up. They were still trying to build themselves up.

"Damn it, Jon!" Her mother grumbled. "Pick up your fucking pants!"

"I said I will in a minute! The fucking game is on!" He growled back, puffing on his nearly finished cigarette. He was watching a football match and he wasn't going to drop everything to do a stupid task!

Her mother rolled her eyes with pure annoyance. "Kira and I are going to the shop. Do you want anything?"

"We need more milk." He pointed out.

"No shit Sherlock! That's why we're going!"

Kira was used to her parents bickering. Stress did that to them, but they loved each other. She just ate her soggy cereal while her parents rarely had a full meal. They tried everything to make sure Kira got food, it was more important than their hunger.

They worked many hours, leaving her with the neighbor who lived above them. She was a sweet old lady who knew how to play the piano and tried to teach Kira, but the child just pushed random keys.

"Fuck!" Jon shouted, when he noticed his favorite team losing. He angrily changed the channel to calm himself down.

The news came on and it was the story that had been playing repeatedly.

"Sarah Murray was the girl who had been missing for ten years. Now, she's sixteen and escaped hell. She broke free from a man she was sold to as a sex slave. Her story is extraordinary from the horrors she encountered on the daily. Sarah has reportedly explained it was a sex trafficking ring. This group of bad men (as she named them) take children and mold them to sell for between 50 thousand pounds to hundred-thousand pounds on the black market. She reportedly explained that they brainwash these girls to obey...." Kira's father changed the channel.

"It's fucking scary." Kira's mother sighed softly. "They say it's that First Order. Sarah was taken in plain sight. It's horrifying as a parent."

"You are stressing yourself out, Mary. You know damn well that it's not that common. The possibility of that being us is low. Besides, they'd bring Kira right back." He smirked at his daughter playfully.

"I'm serious, Jon." Her mother, Mary hissed.

"Darling, you worry too much. Just enjoy your day. We have some spending money, it'd be nice to get Kira a new pair of socks."

Kira's socks all had holes. Mary mended clothes to her best ability to save money, but her socks were becoming more like thin sewing thread than fabric.

"Yeah, I'll get her a pair to grow into. She's growing like a beanstalk!" Mary leaned over to kiss her boyfriend goodbye. "We'll be back in a few hours." She slipped her jacket on and grabbed Kira's as well. "Come, Love."

Kira quickly hopped down from her chair. "Mummy, can I get a dolly?"

"We'll see if you behave." Her mother replied, really just hoping they'd have enough money left over.

Kira put her little coat on and grabbed her mum's hand. They both walked out of the flat and walked towards the rickety lift.

"Mummy, where are we going?" She pressed when they stepped inside and watched the doors close.

"Tesco first, we have to get a few groceries. Then we'll go to the pound shop." Her mother explained. "Does that sound fun?"

Kira shrugged her little shoulders, making her mother giggle.

Everything went as normal. They went to Tesco and got a few bags of groceries. Her poor mother had to carry them around to the next shop. She muttered to herself and shouted for Kira to stay close. The little girl held onto her mother's coat.

The handle of the plastic bag tore, sending two boxes of cereal, a box of tea bags, container of biscuits and a small pack of apple juice to fall on the pavement. Mary let out a colorful string of swears as she leaned down to pick it all up. She tried to put it in the other bag and shove what she could in her ill-fitted jacket pockets.

"Fucking hell! Kira, help Mummy, you'll have to carry your juice." Mary ordered, not looking over as she struggled to force the box of tea bags into her pocket. "Kira, darling-" she glanced over not seeing her daughter by her side. She stood up and paled. "Kira!" She scanned around, unable to find her daughter. The streets weren't even that crowded. She stopped several people, asking if they've seen a little girl in a yellow jacket, no one gave her the answer she wanted.

She broke out into hysterical panic. She searched every nook, looking for her daughter. Her heart was about to burst. Where the fuck was she?

Rey woke up to a normal day. She had lived in this commune since she was small. It's all she knew. She never got an answer to how she arrived at their doorstep, but none of the other girls knew either, not that it was safe to talk about it. It wasn't.

You don't question the great life they are preparing you for. You are thankful. You are glad that you are to obey and serve your future master.

Rey remembered the electric shock collar that helped her behave. Because if she didn't obey and serve, it was bad. They were helping her. She was made to serve. It was what was right. Disobeying was wrong, who would want to do that? That'd hurt your master's feelings. You don't want your master sad. Their feelings matter more than your own. They are your Superior, they are close to a god, and you are nothing. He gives you purpose.

Rey just turned eighteen. It wasn't always common to still be in the institution at eighteen, but they needed different ages for their clients. Some young as fourteen finish their training. Rey was taught that they were the lucky ones.

Rey only saw them as the lucky ones to leave the cold building because Matron Phasma, a tall blonde woman who was build like a brick shithouse was very strict and slapped the girls even if they glanced up too long. Rey knew she was obedient, she was a good student! She didn't half ass her chores like some of the other girls! It wasn't fair!

Rey was the name that was given. She felt somewhere deep in her heart that it wasn't the one she was born with. Sometimes she had dreams of being called Kira, but the dreams are quickly forgotten each time.

Rey's only friend was Rose, a Vietnamese girl who she had to share a bed with. The building could only house a hundred girls, but it housed well over a hundred-fifty.

The girl's morning schedule never changed much as an older girl. Rey was given recipes to practice, the matron and a few other staff members would try them and tell her what she needed to work on. Last time Mr. Hux said it was perfect! He even pat her head affectionately. Matron Phasma didn't say anything bad, which was good. She just shrugged her shoulders.

Rey helped clean up after the little ones' lunch. She scrubbed the tables until they shined and washed the dishes by hand with the help of Rose and some of the other older girls.

When you first bleed, you are taught about sex. Only that it's for your master and you have to keep them happy, doing whatever they wanted. Rey wasn't taught much in sex ed, just where he might fuck you and what felt good for them. Rey really wanted to make her master happy. She was told by an older girl that she heard that masters give you presents after being really really good.

Rey had never gotten a present before. Some girls do, but Rey never asked why. She wore the stiff cotton dress she was forced to wear, a dark gray long sleeve dress that went to her ankles. She was taught to shave her body and how she must always look presentable. Girls who forgot to wash their faces in the morning got a thick book slammed onto their hands. If you didn't scream at a certain octave, they didn't stop until you were begging.

Rey has been shocked with a collar, whipped until she bled, spanked, hit, punched, kicked. But it was all to teach her to be good. Once Phasma told her she had a chip in her neck and if she disobeyed, she'd be killed. That scared Rey extra straight. Believing every word. Why wouldn't she?

Rey learned how to sew, knit and crochet. She wasn't very good yet, but luckily, they were lenient with that skill. They were given an hour before bed to socialize with each other. But they were kept very busy, washing clothes, sheets and everything else by hand. They weren't allowed to use a machine. Yet, they had to have soft hands. Some girls had callouses cut off, trying to give the illusion they've never worked. There was so much that needed to be done in the building, you couldn't have pretty hands.

During the summer, the girls were allowed time in the sun, most times they had to be doing some kind of activity. The girls didn't know how to read or write for fun, it was only for lessons, so they weren't allowed to read as a pastime. If they were caught with a book, they'd be beaten severely. They couldn't read above a first grade level and their math skills were very basic.

Rey climbed out of bed and started changing from her nightgown into her uniform. She saw Rose at the foot of the bed looking at a wooden box.

"What's that?" Rey asked as she went to their shared basin to wash her face and hands.

Rose glanced at the girls who also shared the room, it was big enough to fit ten narrow beds. They glanced back, already judging her.

"I... I don't know..." She replied with a pale face. "I-It was by my slippers. I-It has an H on it."

"Mr. Hux?" Rey whispered as she used a thin comb to smooth her hair back to put it into a low bun. Rey stepped closer. "Go on, open it."

"I can't!" Rose cried. "You do it." She started wringing her hands nervously.

"No, it has to be yours." Rey pressed. "Only you can open the gift."

"We don't know if it's mine." Rose countered with anxiety.

Rey rolled her eyes. "Come on, it might be chocolate. Charlotte last year got dark chocolate from her future master." Her eyes lit up like a child's. "If it's chocolate, please share it!"

Rose's shaky hands lifted the top to find red velvet lining. There was a small card with Rose's name written on it. Inside was a silver locket necklace, with floral engravings. She opened inside it to see a mirror. She knitted her eyebrows and look at Rey. "What does this mean?"

"Maybe he wants you to see your beauty how he does." Rey hypothesized. "I dunno."

"Maybe..." Rose trailed. "A-Am I allowed to wear it?"

Rey nodded her head. If it's a gift from her future master, it was allowed. Rey helped her put it on. Rose's cheeks burned crimson every time she looked down at it.

When the girls were presentable, they went to the cafeteria to have breakfast. They had plain porridge with dry bread.

Rey watched as Mr. Hux, a handsome ginger from Dublin walked over to where they sat. She quickly looked down at her bowl, eating as if it didn't taste like sludge.

"Rose," he greeted smoothly.

"Good morning, sir." Rose greeted politely, only making brief eye contact.

He let his hand caress the pendant around her neck, ignoring how rigid she grew. "Do you like my gift? You look so beautiful with it around your neck." He traced her throat.

"I-I love it, sir. Thank you for it."

He smirked. "Anything for my little flower. Be good." He walked away, exiting the cafeteria.

Rose sighed with relief and started to eat again with a trembling hand.

"Little flower?" Rey smirked.

"I-I had no idea he felt this way... Will he be my master?"

"I think so. He wouldn't just do this for no reason."

One of the older girls, Hailey came up to the girls. "Did you two hear?" She asked as she sat down. She had a grin on her face. "Some American who works with the institution is coming to visit. I overheard Matron Phasma mention an inspection and just checking on how everything is running. It sounds like he's very important from the nervousness in her voice. I never heard her nervous before."

"Are you certain?" Rey whispered. "We never get visitors, unless it's masters."

Hailey nodded her head. "I swear it! I think he'll be here tomorrow."

And Hailey's guess may have been spot on because Matron Phasma was harsher and made all the girls clean vigorously. Rey scrubbed corridors like the other girls. Younger ones cleaned tables and scrubbed the stairwells.

On top of that, Rey had to do the dishes. It was stressful and her arms and hands ached. It was tiring work. But no one could take a break.

They didn't even get an hour of socialization, they worked until it was time to sleep. Rey hadn't slept so soundly in her life. The bed was lumpy and Rose took up most of the space, but she was out like a light.

The next morning, Rey woke up to Rose shaking her. The two girls got dressed for the day, making extra effort in their buns and dress. They only owned two dresses and they looked exactly the same. Rey could go a few weeks without washing her dress, Rose thought it was gross, but washing clothes was tiring work.

They had a cold breakfast and everyone spoke in soft whispers before the doors abruptly opened. Everyone looked to see who it was, eager to see the American. Beside Matron Phasma was a tall dark-haired man who was also built like a brick shithouse.

He had angular facial features that were oddly charming, like his big hooked nose and his pale skin with splotches of moles and freckles. His cheekbones were sharply cut and his face was long. His hair ended just above his shoulders and was wavy and ebony black. His stern face and piercing eyes gave an air of strictness. He gave off a strong air of power. Rey was intimidated and responded by looking back at her meal, just like the other girls. Rey looked at Rose who was shaking as she popped her spoon into her mouth.

The two walked slowly up and down the rows of girls while Matron Phasma tried to boost about the progress of each girl. How their strictness kept the girls in order. How they were obedient as they ought to be.

Rey didn't look back, but she felt their footsteps coming closer to her. She felt his eyes burning her skin. Her heart raced with nervousness. What happens if he's not happy?

They continued on, to her great relief.

But, she came to face him again when Rey was in her sewing class with Rose. They normally used the time to gossip, but when Rey was giggling away, the door opened.

Rey quickly shut her mouth at the sight of Mr. Hux and the stranger. The stranger gave her a twitch of a smirk but Rey didn't know if she was imagining things. "Don't stop on my account." He sounded firm but not too mean. "What's your name?"

"R-Rey," She choked out. Feeling like the words sucked the moisture out of her mouth making it like the Saharan desert. She could hardly swallow.

His eyes were so intense. "How old are you?" She noticed how his head nearly hit the top of the doorframe. Bloody hell he was huge.

"Eighteen, sir." She replied as she looked down at her mending work. He must notice her hand shaking.

"Is she a good girl?" The stranger asked Mr. Hux.

The ginger chuckled. "Yes, Kylo. She's very obedient. She is also an excellent cook. She has already three potential buyers."

The stranger, Kylo, nodded his head. Rey felt his eyes still on her. He hummed and suggested they move on with the tour.

Rey was happy for that. That handsome guy scared the shit out of her! He seemed so intense. His eyes were not kind.

Rey saw him walking around at supper time. He'd glance her way, but she pretended not to notice. It was unnerving. Was he angry with her? Did he not think she was well-behaved? Did he think she was trouble? She swore she wasn't! It wasn't uncommon for disobedient girls to go missing. But everyone knew what happened.

When night came, Rey hoped he went back to wherever he comes from. She just wanted everything to go back to normal.

Rey woke up in the dead of night to a thud, completely tearing her away from her dream. She jerked awake and turned on her light. She heard some girls stirring, but her eyes were on a black wooden box. With a K on the top in silver paint. Her blood ran cold.

She cautiously picked it up and sat on the edge of her bed. She stared at it for a solid five minutes before getting the strength to open it.

She gasped when she saw what was inside. A diamond chain necklace with a huge sapphire pendant. Rey knew this must have cost a lot of money. She ran her fingers over the cut gem. She saw a black card with writing.

"Rey," She whispered.

Rey placed the box on her nightstand before laying back down. But it was hard to sleep with a heaviness on her chest.

She knew what this meant.

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"Oh my goodness!" Rose gasped when Rey showed her the box. Rey had told her the moment Rose woke up.

The reflection off the gem caused other girls to gawk at her gift, which made Rey embarrassed. She didn't understand why she was so embarrassed to receive such an expensive gift. She should be excited.

"Can I see it?" One girl asked.

"Can I wear it for a moment?" Another asked.

Rose stood up and pushed some girls away that were uncomfortably close. "Oi! Mind your business! This is Rey's gift."

"She must have laid on her back!" A fourteen year old girl taunted with a laugh.

Rey's face burned red. "I did not, Anna! Shut up!"

The door flew open, greeting the sight of Matron Phasma dressed in her very boring, yet conservative clothes. "What is all this yelling about?" She hissed, making her lips wrinkle into a small opening with anger. "Get dressed and get downstairs before you get your asses flogged!"

"Yes, Matron Phasma," Everyone responded in unison. Rey quickly got off the bed and changed into her dress that was laying on the bronze bed post and put it on. "Not you, Rey, you will follow me to my office. Quickly! You do not need to do your hair."

Rey stopped from trying to quickly put her long hair up and just slipped her shoes on to follow her out. Rey looked back at Rose, not hiding her fears and anxieties. Rose only gave her a weak smile in return.

Rey's heart pounded against her ribcage as she followed Phasma onto the third floor where her office was located, next to Mr. Hux's. Rey had so many questions buzzing in her head and yet she felt like she already knew the answers. Her palms were sweaty, she tried to rub away the moisture onto her dress.

When the door opened to the small office, Rey stilled as she saw Kylo with his hands in his pockets as he stared out the window, he had to bend down in order to do so. All Rey could tell was that it was cloudy, like always.

He looked back at Rey and gave no smile or greeting. Matron Phasma had to push Rey farther into the room to allow the door to shut.

"You aren't wearing my gift." Kylo frowned when he noticed her naked neck.

Rey touched her clavicle and opened her mouth to speak, but no words came out.

"That's my fault Mr. Ren, I ushered her out of her dormitory quite urgently." Matron Phasma answered formally.

He waved his hand. "It will only be worn for special occasions anyway." He walked around Phasma's desk as if it was his own and perching his behind on the front of it, crossing his long legs. "Sit, Rey."

Forcing her legs, she complied, sitting in a stiff chair in front of the desk, one she had sat in a few times before. She folded her hands into her lap, willing them to stop shaking.

"This is all very sudden. It normally takes a few weeks to issue paperwork." Phasma said firmly.

"Yes, well I'm a special case, as your boss, if I say I want something, I get it." Kylo replied smugly. "How much?"

"Rey is sixty thousand pounds."

Rey couldn't even articulate that amount of money.

"I'll give you a 100,000 for the speedy process." Kylo shrugged.

Matron Phasma's eyes grew wide. "Of course, sir."

"We'll leave today, preferably this morning. You can send the paperwork to my office and I'll have the money sent right away. Just let me notify my bank on my purchase." Kylo pulled out his cellphone and Rey's eyes grew huge. She's never seen one before. She watched him touch the screen like it was magic. Rey wanted to ask him what it was, but bit her tongue.

"Rey, go pack your things." Matron Phasma ordered.

"Can I say goodbye to Rose?" Everything was happening so fast! It's hard to process! He's giving Phasma a 100,000 pounds for her and she's leaving so soon! She needed to see her friend.

Phasma opened her mouth to speak but Kylo beat her. "Sure, Baby. Just make it quick." He replied without lifting up his head. Rey nodded at him as he placed the black rectangle to his ear. It does many things it seems!

Rey rushed up the staircase and saw Rose all ready to leave the dormitory. Rey ran towards her and wrapped her tightly in a hug.

"I'm leaving!" Rey blurted out. "I'm leaving right now!" She broke down into tears. "I don't want to go! I'll miss you."

Rose hugged her back. "We both knew our friendship was temporary."

"I love you," Rey said as tears ran down her cheeks.

"I love you too," Rose croaked. "I-I have to go before I get a beating. If you can, please visit! Or write to me!"

"I will! I promise!" Rey let go and wiped her eyes as her friend left, but not before shooting her a sad smile from over her shoulder, Rey saw her eyes rimmed with tears before turning away.

Rey packed a canvas tote of her belongings, including her toothbrush. It all fit inside the sack. She had to carry the box in her hands. She numbly returned to Matron Phasma's office, where the two were sharing a laugh before noticing Rey.

He straightened up when he saw her. "We're going to the nurse's office." He stated, wrapping his long arm around her shoulder. She felt so small compared to him.

"O-okay, sir." Rey responded quietly.

"Rey, remember your training." Phasma ordered before Rey and her new master walked towards the stairwell to the first floor.

When they arrived to the nurse's office, the old woman greeted them kindly. Without skipping a beat she looked up at Kylo.

"What form of contraceptive were you thinking?" She asked.

Kylo stared at the woman as sternly as he always looked. "I want Rey to have the implant. That way we don't have to fuck with many doctors visits."

Rey flinched at the language but he just ignored it as he gave her shoulder a small squeeze.

"Of course, right this way!" The old woman led the pair to a back room where Rey hadn't been allowed in until now. "Rey, lay down there please." She pointed at the stiff medical examination table Rey forced her head into a nod and sat her things down before laying down on the stiff table.

Kylo stayed back by the door, just observing. She could feel Kylo's hot gaze on her flesh. The nurse had Rey take her one arm out through the neck hole of her dress to show her bare skin. She then bent Rey's arms to show her tricep. Rey felt her breathing quicken when the woman placed an alcohol pad onto the skin of her arm. She looked at Kylo with pleading eyes. She was horrified.

Kylo knew this and came closer, grabbing her available hand. He rubbed his thumb over her knuckles. His grip engulfed her hand. "You're going to be okay, Rey."

"Oh, the worse bit is the numbing shot. You'll just feel a pinch, okay?" The nurse asked her. Rey nodded her head.

Rey squeezed Kylo's hand which made him chuckle lightly, which surprised her. She closed her eyes and bit her lip. She felt the needle prick her, but she was right. After that, she felt nothing. Rey refused to looked while an instrument was used to place the implant into her arm. But Rey knew it was over when the nurse removed her gloves and pressed into Rey's arm, checking to see if the implant was perfectly in place, which it was.

"There! Not so bad, aye?" The nurse smiled. "Now, there will be tenderness, bruising and pain after the numbing wears off. I'll dress the arm and you'll be all set!"

"How long until we can have unprotected sex?" Kylo asked bluntly, making Rey's eyes bulge. It was hard to imagine this beast on top of her and she had mix feelings about it.

"Seven days to be safe." The nurse replied. "There can be side effects, so I'll send you both home with a pamphlet."

"Sounds good," Kylo nodded his head, but he seemed unhappy since he found out he had to wait seven days. Can't he use a condom? Rey learned about that, men use it to not get a woman pregnant. Surely that's an option.

Soon, Rey and Kylo were exiting the building and it felt so surreal to really be leaving. She looked back at the gray brick institution that looked so much more melancholy on the outside. Rey didn't want to leave however, but she must. She knew she couldn't live there forever, but it was a nice fantasy.

Rey was led to a sleek black sports car. Kylo helped her to the passenger side and opened her door for her. She slid in, feeling the leather seats and seeing a screen that told the weather. Kylo got in the driver's side and made sure she was strapped in.

Leaving was just as surreal. It was scary and yet thrilling to experience.

"Now, we should go over some rules." Kylo suggested. "I'll be lenient for a few weeks while you get adjusted, but after that there will be consequences." He told her firmly. She nodded her head. "You may call me sir or master, but you earn to call me Kylo." Rey nodded her head again. "You may speak if you have a question or a concern. Don't be shy. I'd prefer you spoke, as long as you remember your place. Another thing, if you want or need something, tell me. You may dress yourself. You will be given daily chores and must be finished by the time I come home at seven pm. You can use the dishwasher, vacuum, mop, whatever we have to help make your job easier. I won't make you scrub the floor or my clothes by hand like a fucking psycho." He said with slight humor in his voice. "Any questions so far?"

"Uh..." Rey wrung her hands nervously. "W-what can I do for fun?" Saying the words sucked the moisture from her mouth.

"I have puzzles in your bedroom you can do. You can embroider or knit for fun. I was told you enjoy that. You can read books I decide are appropriate. You can do anything but read the newspaper, watch TV and listen to the radio. I'll get you some magazines to look at as well. Does that answer your question?"

She nodded her head again. "Yes, sir. Um... W-what's that black thing in your pocket?"

He smirked at her. "My work phone."

"Oh..." She said softly before looking out the window.

"I want you to enjoy living with me, but I need you to be a good girl and do everything I say. Okay?"

"Yes, sir."

"You don't have to cook tonight, I'll order takeout. But tomorrow we'll discuss cooking. It's a lot to spring onto you all at once."

Rey bit her lip. "W-what's uh... Takeout?"

"I'm going to order food from a restaurant and have it brought to us. What do you like to eat?"

Rey doesn't have a favorite food. Not really. Only one thing came to mind. "C-chocolate,"

Kylo chuckled at her. "No, Princess. You aren't having chocolate to eat for lunch. I'll order pizza."

Rey nodded her head before looking at him. "What's pizza?"

They arrived to tall white buildings with cute flowerbeds on window sills and the streets were clean and the people who walked by dressed in nice clothes. Rey had never seen so many people in her life! She enjoyed staring at people from the car window (they couldn't see her from the tinted windows), she wondered what each person were doing out.

Kylo parked the car on the curb and got their pizza from the backseat. He couldn't keep from looking at Rey's lit up face as he drove or got stuck into traffic.

He didn't plan to get a pet while on his business trip, but the moment he saw her, he knew he had to keep her.

"Come on, princess." Kylo said offering a hand as they walked up to his gate. He put in a code before it opened up and Rey took in the small front yard. Kylo had red roses in his flowerbeds. Rey wished to pluck one and smell it forever.

When he opened the front door, Rey gasped. The floor was made of black marble with veins of white. The grand staircase was equally as elegant as it led to the second floor. The walls were black and sleek with black and white modern artwork.

"Pretty," Rey said mostly to herself.

"We'll be staying here for a few weeks, maybe a month until I get shit in order. Then we'll be going to California. If you're good, we can go on trips back to London. Would you like that, kitten?"

Rey smiled up at him. "Yes, sir."

He led her to the kitchen which was equally as impressive. The counter was a brick of black marble. His whole home had black and gray furniture and gave a very dark twist to modern contemporary art. It was clearly a custom interior designed home, all fitted to Kylo's personality.

The home had a sauna, private theater, game room and gym. Kylo's new estate was definitely not lacking.

Rey sat down on a stool at the breakfast bar. She instantly got up when Kylo went to get two plates. He smiled back at her. "Sit," he ordered.

She did so, but it made her stomach twist with how wrong it felt. She should be serving him. Not the other way around. She was nothing. She wasn't worthy of this attention.

Kylo sat a plate in front of her and sat beside her. He opened the pizza box, showing a pepperoni pizza. Kylo cut a slice in half and gave her the half of it.

Rey was starving. Her stomach wouldn't stop growling on the way to her new home.

Rey took her first bite, mimicking him and she found she liked pizza, she liked it a lot.

"More rules, no fizzy drinks without my permission. You also can't eat a bunch of sweets." He said firmly, using British slang for her to understand what he meant.

Rey nodded her head. "Yes, sir." She took another bite and when she swallowed and looked over at him again. "Sir, am I allowed to bake? I-I like baking."

He thought for a moment. "Yes, but you can't eat all of your baked goods in one sitting."

Rey shook her head. "Oh no! Of course not, Sir. I find it nice to see other people enjoy my hard work. I like making them happy with my cooking."

"You'll definitely make me happy." He grinned.

"I hope so, I just want to be good for you."

He leaned over and kissed her head, taking her by surprise, but she didn't mind it. She felt heat spread to her cheeks as she smiled at her lap.

"You're such a good girl." He praised.

Rey and Kylo finished their lunch and Kylo showed her how to work the dishwasher as they put their dirty plates away. Rey smiled as she quickly got the hang of it and listened as the dishwasher turned on.

Kylo continued the tour, showing her the living room. It had long lavish couches and on the wall was a huge flat screen TV. Rey just saw it as another black screen like in Kylo's pocket. Then the dining room with a long table for dinner guests. He even showed the breakfast nook in the sunroom.

When they went upstairs, Kylo led her down a long corridor and opened the first door on the right to a room filled with pink. The wallpaper was pink and floral, the four poster bed had frilly pink bedding and there was a desk with knitting and sewing supplies. She even had her own sewing machine. She had shelves in the walls that held some books that were simple and clearly made for children. There was also a bunch of jigsaw puzzles, ranging up to 300 pieces. There was also some knitting and sewing magazines and Household catalogs. Even a few cooking and baking books.

Kylo led her to her own bathroom, Rey quite enjoyed at the idea of not having to share a loo. The shower had floral shampoo and the room was filled with all of her toiletry needs.

Kylo then showed her her own wardrobe that had bright colorful dresses and a few simple dress shoes. "Don't worry, we'll get you more to wear." Kylo said. More? More than what took up the wardrobe, it was mad to Rey. She took in the room and kept it to herself that she wasn't really a fan of pink. She's always liked blue. But her master has went out of his way to give her such lovely things, she was beyond grateful. He was a good master and she felt like a spoiled brat at the thought of her color preference. But she couldn't shake the feeling that the room felt lived in. Maybe it was the fabric near the sewing machine or the way some items were placed as if they were moved by hand.

Rey noticed another door. One that Kylo hadn't opened. "What's that door for, sir?" She asked pointing to it.

"That leads to my bedroom." He replied proudly. "You may go in to make my bed and tidy it, but other than that, stay out without permission. However, if you come into your room or wake up with the door open, it means I want to see you. You can go in then."

"Yes, Sir." Rey replied. She felt skittish at the thought of entering the room.

Kylo went to Rey's white dresser. "Your panties and everything are in here, and your nighties." He looked over at her and his eyes burned differently than before, Rey didn't know with what but it made a jolt run between her thighs. "You don't wear panties to bed, got it? Only your nightgowns."

Rey felt like that was an odd request, but she felt like slapping herself, why would she question him? He knows more than her, he knows what she needs and what's best for her. If he says no knickers to bed, she won't wear any. "Okay, sir."

"Speaking of no panties, no masturbating without my permission." He told her sternly.

She cocked her head to the side. "What's masturbating?"

He took long strides towards her, when he was close, he used his big hand to cup her mound, making her gasp. No one had touched her like this. He used his thumb to part her lips and pressed against a sensative button she didn't know was there. She felt an urge to rub against his thumb for friction. She wasn't sure why. He rubbed his thumb in small circles, making heat and blood flood to her core. She felt the nerves spark in a pleasurable way.

"You don't do this without my permission or without me doing it." He told her while he continued. She felt her hips began to buckle and she gripped his wrist to keep it there. He chuckled darkly. "Greedy girl. You want your master to keep doing this?"

She didn't know why but she nodded her head. It felt oddly good. She felt her heartbeat where his thumb was.

He pulled his hand away and she squeezed her thighs together at it's loss. She couldn't help but feel disappointed.

"We'll see how you adjust and I'll see if you deserve to finish." Rey gripped her mound, wanting the feeling to go away. Kylo ripped her hands from herself. "Don't," he growled darkly, looking into her eyes, warning her of the consequences that would come.

"W-why won't it go away?" She asked softly.

"It will with time, Princess." He pet her dark hair. "Why don't you take a shower and change into one of your new dresses, hm? I have some work to do. You can get comfortable in your new bedroom. I'll come and get you when Chinese is delivered. I'm going to enjoy watching you explore new experiences." He ran his thumb down her bottom lip before going in and giving a slow, but chaste kiss. Rey felt the reddening in her cheeks again.

Rey really hoped she'd enjoy her time with him.

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A few days was what it took for Rey to get used to all of the home appliances. By the third day she was well versed with the microwave and the vacuum cleaner. She liked all these gadgets. It really cut her work time down.

She woke up every morning at eight, Kylo was often gone by then, so she'd make herself breakfast. Kylo allowed her to eat whatever food she wanted as long it was appropriate for the time of day and wasn't completely unhealthy. She would make flavorful porridge, nothing like the bland stuff she was forced to eat. She'd make omelettes or just have eggs and whole wheat toast.

Lunch consisted of a sandwich and some carrots. She started making dinner by two in the afternoon, while Kylo's clothes are in the wash. For that day, she decided to make a simple stir-fry with white rice, chicken and a mix of vegetables. She added a side of homemade spring rolls to go with the meal. She got the idea from a cookbook in her bedroom. She hadn't decided what desserts to make yet. She thought of lemon tarts but she never got the extra time to do so.

Rey left dinner on the stove to stay warm. She finished up the laundry and the rest of her chores. Living in such a big home was bothersome. There was so many rooms to clean. She was fortunate many rooms remained unused, all she had to do was poke her head in and lightly dust or fluff pillows.

She had noticed black things in the upper corners of certain rooms. She didn't know what they were, but they made her uneasy. She discovered one in the corridor leading to her bedroom. She found them in the living room and kitchen as well.

When everything was done, she relaxed in her bedroom, she put a fifty piece puzzle together. She didn't really like it but it past the time and made her feel like she was keeping her mind sharp. But she still felt lonely and thought of Rose and how much she missed her.

She bit her lip as she tried to decide where a piece went. It was a bit erratic, she had no set way of doing it. Just putting down random pieces until they fit.

Rey didn't have to meet Kylo at the door when he arrived home. He said she was free to do whatever, but when he was ready to eat, she ate with him. By the time he came home she was beyond starving. She had little snacks to hold her over until then.

Rey hummed to herself like she typically did. They weren't really song, just melodies she's heard other girls hum. Some girls were really good singers and were only allowed to sing childish or traditional songs. Rey liked hearing an Irish girl sing old Irish songs. She like the Nightingale the most and often hummed it if she could remember the melody. But when Phasma once caught her, Rey was severely beaten. She had thought Rey snuck some kind of device.

"What song is that?" She heard a deep voice asked her.

She flinched out of her skin and covered her racing heart as she looked towards her open doorway. Kylo was leaning against the door frame, he seemed to have been watching her for a little while.

"I-I... sorry, Master. It won't happen again." She said lowering her head in shame.

She saw in the corner of her eye, Kylo taking long strides into the room with his hands buried into his trousers pockets. "Rey, I'm not mad. I asked what song it was."

She looked up at him, fiddling with the puzzle piece in her hand. "Well... it's not really a song... Just something I've made up."

He looked over at one of her shelves as if he was in thought. "Would you like to listen to music? I know I said no music before. But I can be flexible." He looked down at her with a cool smirk. "I'll allow you to listen to classical music." Rey had no idea what that was but nodded her head. "How does that sound?"

"Good," she smiled up at him. "thank you, Sir."

"You look beautiful today." He said running his eyes along her form.

The dresses she had were conservative but her nightgowns remained flimsy and short. She got a velvet bed robe she often wore to bed for extra warmth.

Kylo hadn't made any moves like he did when she first arrived. He had given her a proper snog on the couch once. He was teaching her how he liked to be kissed. She didn't mind kissing him. It just made her core uncomfortable afterwards. He hadn't gotten mad with her yet. Which was good. Really good.

"Thank you," she blushed.

"Come on, let's eat dinner. I'm starving." Kylo led her down to the kitchen. Rey rushed into action, making his plate for him while he sat in the intimate dining area in the kitchen. He watched her closely as she fixed him his meal.

She sat it in front of him and poured him some wine that he liked. Rey sat across from him with her plate and a glass of water. Rey made enough only for two. Kylo had more food than her from his great size. He needed more energy.

"What did you do today?" Kylo asked as he dived into his plate. By the way he was eating, she assumed he was enjoying it.

"I-I just did my chores, sir. Then started that puzzle." She shrugged. "H-how was your day?"

He smiled up at her. "My day was busy. I'm glad to be back home with my princess."

She gave him a soft smile. "I like it when you're home."

"Yeah? Well, I'm off tomorrow." She gave him a confused look. "I don't work tomorrow, I'll be home with you all day."

"Oh, when would you like breakfast? What would you like to eat for lunch?" She started to panic. She was foolish to think he worked everyday! Oh no! What if she does something he doesn't like? She has more chances to make him upset.

He read her worried expressions with ease. "Don't worry so much, princess. I'm a man with simple needs."

She nodded her head hesitantly. "Yes, sir."

They are in silence for a few minutes before Kylo spoke again. "Breakfast should be made by eight in the morning."

Rey nodded her head. "Yes, sir." Rey took a few bites before looking up at him. "Master, can I ask you something?"

"What is it?" He asked, sipping his wine.

"C-can I ever see my friend again." Rey asked in a small voice.

"The Asian girl?"

She cocked her head. "Asian?"

He sighed. "The girl you sleep next to."

"Rose, yes, her. She's my best friend." Rey couldn't help but smile at the thought of her.

"I can't allow you to go back to the institution, but if you are very well behaved like you have been, I'll set up a meeting when Hux becomes her master."

"Thank you, sir!" Rey beamed.

"You'll have to earn it, Rey." His voice grew low and it caused chills to run down her spine.

"Yes, sir."

After dinner, Rey cleaned up the dirty dishes and when the dishwasher ran it's course, she put the clean dishes away.

Kylo went to the gym to work out before bed. Rey used that time to go to her bedroom and take a hot shower. She felt tired from the busy day and she needed to wake up earlier to prepare breakfast.

She changed into her nightgown and exited her bathroom. She crawling under her covers. She turned her lamp off and sat in the stillness of the home. She couldn't even hear Kylo in the other room. She easily got settled into a slumber, falling asleep soundly.

Kylo exited the shower and quietly went over to their shared door and opened it a crack to peek inside, he could see her a heap under the covers, fast asleep. It took everything in his power not to climb under the covers with her. He itched to touch her skin. But he wanted the first time they are intimate to be when the seven days are up and he can finally sink down inside her. Just a few more days.

The next morning, Rey woke up and got dressed in a periwinkle blue dress that reached her ankles. It had an high empire waist and showed off her collarbone, very few dresses dared to show off her clavicle.

Rey quietly went downstairs and made two omelettes, her's half the size of Kylo's. She also made a side of whole wheat toast, Kylo's topped with butter while her's was topped with marmalade. She didn't know what he'd like to drink, so she prepared tea and coffee for him.

When he entered the kitchen, she had finished cleaning up the pans and ingredients. She shot him a friendly smile. "Good morning, Master." She tried to ignore the flutter she felt in her stomach from the sight of him only in sweatpants. They were low on his hips, showing the waistband of his boxers. He was chiseled like a statue with extreme broad shoulders. His hair was disheveled, but he managed to give her a weak grin as he sat down at the kitchen counter.

"Morning, Rey." He rumbled, sending a jolt down to her core.

"Er, I didn't know what you'd like to drink, so I made tea and coffee." She said gesturing to the two mugs by his plate.

"I take my coffee with a splash of cream." He replied.

Rey rushed into action, pouring some cream into his mug and mixing it with a spoon. Rey took the tea and poured a bit of cream and sugar into it before taking a seat beside him.

"I-I hope you don't mind I have some tea-"

"I don't care, Rey." He waved off. He dug into his meal and hummed with approval, making Rey preen. "What's your plans for today?"

Rey ate elegantly before looking over at him. "Oh, I thought about doing some dusting and sweep the foyer. I also have lunch to prepare." She listed off with a shrug. "And you?"

"I'm going to work out for an hour, shower and catch up on some paperwork. Maybe watch TV." Rey nodded her head, not wanting to ask any questions. "I'd like you to steam my suit that I am going to wear tomorrow. I'm meeting with an important client."

Rey nodded her head again. "Yes, sir."

He leaned over and kissed her head. "Such a good girl. You're making me very proud."

She beamed up at him happily. He stroked her cheek with his thumb before going back to his meal.

After breakfast, Rey cleaned up their dishes before going to the foyer to sweep. Not much dirt was on the floor, but she still wanted it to look nice. She found something to do to keep her busy before going upstairs into Kylo's bedroom to find his suit handing up in his bathroom.

She got out the garment steamer and worked at it. She hummed to herself and found this chore quite boring. She daydreamed while she steamed.

She heard the door behind her open, she glanced back to see Kylo drenched in sweat. He was red in the face and smelled strongly of sweat. Rey looked back at her work and jumped when she felt his hands on her hips and he leaned down to kiss her cheek.

"Hey, baby." He straightened up and went to his wardrobe to grab clean clothes.

Rey watched him move around the bedroom before realizing he probably wants to be alone to shower. She turned the steamer off and when she moved an inch, she heard Kylo behind her.

"What are you doing?" He ordered.

"Er, uh, I thought you'd want privacy, sir." She felt her cheeks burning.

"No, you can finish. I don't mind an audience." He winked before walking past her in the large bathroom and starting the shower. "Do you want to join me?" He mused.

Rey blushed even more. "Er, no, sir. I-I'm alright." She was so close to finishing when she heard Kylo removing his clothes behind her. She used all her willpower not to look back and peek.

Kylo wanted her to look, but to his disappointed, she never did. He sucked on his tooth before climbing into the hot shower.

Rey was soon finished and exited the bathroom and took the suit with her to hand up on a hook by his full-length mirror.

She rushed out of the room and decided she'd have some time for herself. She went into her bedroom and straightened up a bit. She straightened up the garments in the closet and the mess on the shelves.

She wondered who stayed in the room before her. She wondered if Kylo had a wife. She didn't know if couples slept in the same bed or if most women would behave like Rey. She didn't know a life outside of servitude. She knew there were women who worked and went to school, but Rey didn't know how many. She was isolated from them and those free-thinking ideas.

She went to the bedside table and opened the top drawer to store the scissors when she noticed the drawer was occupied with a notepad and a mess of paper. She pulled out a few pieces of paper that were written on.

The first one had a grocery list and at the bottom the woman put a bunch of hearts. Her handwriting was elegant. Rey continued through the mess and saw more grocery lists and other lists, but then the notes got more erratic. The handwriting grew hard to read and shaky.

'I want to go home. I want to go home. I want to go home.'

'FUCK YOU FUCK YOU FUCK YOU FUCK YOU'

'My name isn't Marie, it's Autumn. My name is Autumn. I am Autumn.'

'hes going to kill me. He's going to kill me. God save me!'

'Kylo Ren isn't nice. Kylo Ren is a monster.'

Rey felt like the air was hard to breathe. She quickly shoved the notes back in with a shaky breath. She looked back at the door. This was a warning. Who ever lived here before was warning her. But he was kind. He was very gentle and sweet. He lets her speak and ask for things. Maybe she was rogue, Rey had heard of those girls before, ones who don't understand their duty to serve. Ones who think they are worth more than they are. Those girls don't last. They get buried in the back garden.

Rey would be a good obedient girl. She won't upset Kylo.

At lunch, Rey's mind was reeling. She kept staring at Kylo infront of her, eating his panini and humming with approval some more. She tried to smile back but all she could think about was the girl from before.

"M-Master," Rey started, wringing her hands. "May I ask you something?"

"Sure, princess." Kylo replied, wiping his mouth with a napkin.

"A-am I your first girl?" She chewed her lip, scared she overstepped.

Kylo only stared at her, his expression hardening. "No," he finally answered.

"I-is she in America?" Rey prompted.

"No," he replied again. He tried to soften his eyes. "You are different from her, baby. You don't have to worry. She wasn't special. The only thing I liked about her was her cunt. But you, you are going to be the mother of my children."

Rey smiled at him. "Really? You'd give me that honor?"

He smiled. "Of course, once you're settled in and a little older, you are going to give me a few kids. You aren't going anywhere." Rey didn't pick up the sinister undertone, she just smiled happily. He wanted to keep her forever. He wanted her to give him babies. She'd love the company that came with having children. She wouldn't be so lonely.

Yes, she was going to be obedient and perfect.

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Rey got in the deep bath tub. She filled it with water and bubbles. The heat felt good against her bones. She never got to enjoy a bath before. She was forced to shower in lukewarm water with twenty other girls. She'd be shivering nonstop by the time she exited. But she got to be surrounded by warmth now.

She lathered shampoo in her dark hair as she hummed to herself. She dipped under the water to rinse the suds out. She didn't hear the knock on the door, nor did she hear it open. She sat up and drew a deep breath as she rubbed the water from her eyes.

She let out a yelp at the sight of Kylo entering the bathroom. He gave her a gentle smile as she hid her body under the sheet of bubbles. She watched him sit down on the toilet seat nearby. He was dressed in silk pajamas for bed.

"Hello, sir." She finally said breaking the still silence.

"Don't be shy," he said. "I'll see all of you soon enough."

She nervously rose enough for him to see her neck. "W-what are you doing? Do you need something? I-I'll get out-"

He put a hand up, stopping her from moving. "No, no. I just feel like we haven't had enough time together." He had a look in his eye she didn't understand. "Can I join you?"

Rey felt her breath get caught in her throat. Join her? The thought of seeing him naked made her anxious, and the thought of his body against hers, made her confused by the warm feeling in her stomach. She did want to see him naked. But she didn't really know why. But she had to keep him happy. She can't be rogue. So, she nodded her head.

He smiled and started unbuttoning his shirt. She watched intensely as she slowly saw the patch of chest hair and his abs. She felt a jolt between her thighs as his muscles flexed as he removed his shirt. She bit her lip when he hooked his thumbs into his trousers and pulled them down his strong legs.

She gasped at the sight of his manhood. It was soft, not stuff or red like the girls said. It was thick and even flaccid, she knew it'd hurt. It looked like it hurt just the way it was. He trimmed his pubic hair, that was a fact she didn't know she'd learn. He groomed. She looked up into his eyes, his darkened and looked hungry.

"Stand up," he ordered.

She didn't hesitate, she got to her weak legs, suds running down her body as she stood before him. She watched his eyes run all over her form as he licked his bottom lip. He got in behind her and sat down against the back. Rey awkwardly sat between his open thighs. She tensed up her muscles and became rigid. He ran his fingertips up her arms and kissed her head, trying to make her relax. He wrapped his arm around her middle and pulled her closer against his chest. Her breath shuttered in response.

She felt his fingertips run across her stomach. She didn't know why she wanted his hand to lower. She spread her thighs, hoping he'd dip down further.

"Just a few more days, and we can be together." He muttered. "Are you nervous?"

"Y-Yes, sir." Rey admitted, coming back to her senses and closing her thighs. She was petrified at the thought of this brute on top of her.

He chuckled. "Don't be. You'll enjoy it. You'll soon love my cock filling you up. Soon you'll beg I fuck you everyday like a slut."

"A-A slut?" She asked.

"You'll learn that word in time, Princess." He said gently. "How do you feel living with me? Are you comfortable?"

"Yes, sir. I like the soft bed and the nice clothes. I like the puzzles and the bath and the appliances." She said with a growing smile. "Master, can I ask a personal question?"

"What is it?"

"Your last girl, where is she?"

He was silent for a moment, she was scared that she had angered him. But he kissed her head reassuringly. "She's gone, she was a very bad girl. She broke all the rules and was very naughty. I couldn't deal with that. I didn't have all the time to train her. I needed a girl who was well-behaved and obedient." He ran his hand along her thigh under the water. Her legs were prickly. "Did you shave yet?"

"N-no, sir."

"You'll shave tomorrow, let's just enjoy each other." He said gently. "Rey, you don't have to worry. Baby, you aren't going anywhere."

"I-I'm scared I'm going to displease you. I-I don't want..." Tears started to prickle her eyes. She was so petrified of being bad. "I-I don't want to make you angry."

He hushed her and cooed lightly. "Baby, baby, you are bound to make mistakes, but you could never make me angry enough to get rid of you." He gripped her jaw and made her turn her head in order to look into his eyes. "You're going to be with me forever. Naughty or not. I'll beat it out of you if I have to, but you are staying. I am your home now."

She smiled through her tears and leaned forward to kiss his lips. He leaned into it, slipping his tongue into her mouth. She liked kissing him. She liked how hot his breath was, how he consumed her very being. Rey boldly turned around and sat on his lap. She sat up on her knees and ran her fingers through his hair as she deepened the kiss. Kylo ran his hands down her curves and gripped her ass roughly, making her gasp against his open mouth. He started kissing her neck, sucking and licking. She moaned and leaned her head back in pure ecstasy.

Rey sat down on his lap, feeling his cock harden underneath her. "F-fuck me." She begged, not fully understanding what she was asking. 

He pulled back and looked her in the eyes coldly before slapping her across the face as a warning. "Don't you ever swear again, do you understand me?"

She frowned, completely stunned by his action. "I-I'm so sorry, Master. I-I thought you would like it-" She touched her stinging cheek. 

"Do you understand me?" He repeatedly darkly.

Rey's eyes filled with tears again and her bottom lip quivered. She nodded her head. "Yes, I understand, sir. I'm sorry." She burst into tears. "I'm so sorry."

His eyes softened again and pulled her down against him. "You're still learning, Princess. It's okay. But I think you should have a spanking."

"Master, I'm sorry! Please! No!" She wrapped her arms around him, hugging him close as she cried over his shoulder. "Please, Master. I'm sorry!"

He rubbed her back. "You know what you can do to make this up to me?"

"W-what?"

"You can show me your pussy."

"W-what..."

"Sit on the edge of the tub." He ordered. Rey got up and did so. She tried her best at balancing. Rey's face was red from her crying, Kylo found it so erotic. She was so desperate to make him happy. "Spread your thighs." She did so, opening her legs wide. His eyes lit up at the sight. He laid a hand on her thigh, spreading her legs even more. "Good girl, you like this don't you? You like showing your naked cunt to me. You horny girl. You just want me to fuck your tight cunt." He leaned forward and pressed his nose to her slit, making her gasp. He leaned up towards her clit, he fanned his hot breath over her lips. "You don't deserve me to eat you out." He nudged his nose against her slit. She gripped the edge of the tub so tight her knuckles turned white. "Do you deserve it?"

She sniffled. "No, master."

He moaned. "Fuck, you don't. You know what I want? I want you to put on that lace nightie I got you. I want to see everything. That's how you can be a good girl. Go." His voice grew low and rough.

He pulled his face away from her and she got up and wrapped a towel around herself and left. Kylo gripped his hard cock and fisted it roughly at the thought of her bare ass bent over the tub, showing her glistening pussy as he fucks her hard.

Rey went to her drawer and pulled out a white lace nightgown that was so short, it showed half of her ass and it was completely see-through. She put it on and dried her hair. She nervously looked to the bathroom, feeling a mix of emotions. She felt shame, embarrassment and arousal.

She brushed her hair out and heard the tub draining. Kylo stepped out in his pajamas, with his shirt left unbuttoned. He walked towards her, he leaned down and gave her a gentle kiss on the mouth.

"Lay on the bed." He ordered softly.

Rey listened and laid down on the bed, spreading her thighs for him to see her pussy clearly, he seemed to like that. He climbed onto her bed slowly until he was on top of her. He tucked hair behind her ear and pressed a tender kiss to her lips that slowly grew heated. She wrapped her thighs around his torso and ran her fingers through his hair. He pulled back, licking at her lips before she ran her tongue against his before he plunged back into her mouth.

"M-master, I-I feel a pulse again." Rey admitted nervously.

He let out a dark chuckle as he kissed her jaw. "Do you deserve to be touch?"

"No,"

"Good girl." He gripped her jaw and pushed her head against the bed. "You're going to be the death of me. You're going to make me break my own rules. But you are only going to be satisfied when the seven days are up." He slapped the back of her thigh before unhooking her legs and getting to his feet. He could feel the dampness against his crotch. He smirked down at her pink pussy. She was so horny, getting her arousal on him was such a dangerous move. He was about to fuck her roughly, not caring about her precious virginity. "Get a good night's sleep."

"Yes, sir." Rey was hot and felt uncomfortable. She knew it was Kylo's fault. He wanted her like this.

Rey struggled to get some sleep, but she tried, shutting her eyes tight, trying to imagine anything but Kylo and his cock.

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Rey woke up to her alarm clock, she felt like she just laid her head down on the pillow. She picked out a long purple skirt, a white tee shirt and some undergarments. She went into the bathroom to get ready. She assumed Kylo was getting ready for work.

She went downstairs and walked towards the kitchen, she halted when she heard two men laughing. Did they have a guest? Rey knew she shouldn't eavesdrop, but she was curious. She inched closer.

"How's Rey adjusting?" She heard Mr. Hux ask.

"Just fine. How's your pet?"

"She's eager to please." Rey didn't know why her stomach clenched at the sound of that. Maybe it was the tone of his voice.

"All those sluts are." Kylo chuckled. "Come, let's get this shit over with..."

Rey ran to hide behind a tall plant. She made it just in time as she heard their footsteps carry on. She didn't move until she couldn't hear their steps anymore. Her heart was racing and she felt nauseous for eavesdropping. It was wrong.

She went into the kitchen and started breakfast. She wondered if Kylo would be staying home that day as well. She cracked some eggs and stirred up some omelettes.

When she was finished, she heard the men's voices come into earshot again. She tried to look busy and innocent. She got a glimpse of Kylo walking the ginger out. He glanced over to make eye contact with Rey, she shot him a friendly smile. She wondered if she'd ever learn what a slut was. How was she one? Would he tell her?

When he walked into the kitchen after their guest left, he gave a friendly smile. He walked over to give her a peck on the lips.

"Good morning, Princess. It smells amazing." He walked over to the counter. Rey made his plate and sat it in front of him with a large grin.

"Good morning, sir." She wanted to ask why Hux was here but it wasn't any of her business and she was trying her best not to ask questions. Matron Phasma said she asked too many. She opted for a safer question as she went to make her plate. "Do you work today?"

"No, I took today off at the last minute. I wanna get your CD player and I have a few other errands to run. I'll be back hopefully by noon for lunch."

She nodded her head and sat beside him before starting to eat. She didn't feel uncomfortable anymore. No more throbbing below. She didn't like the feeling. It was odd, especially with no relief. Do boys feel the same thing? Was it appropriate to ask?

"Where did you go off to?" Kylo smirked, watching her become heavy with thought. She broke out of her trance and looked at him as if she didn't hear a word he just said. He was slightly annoyed, but he couldn't stay mad at her cute face. "Daydreaming?"

"Oh! Just thinking, sir." She shot him a quick smile before eating again.

He felt irritated with her answer. "What are you thinking about?" He pried. What if she was thinking of another man? What if she was thinking of escaping? No, she was a sweet girl. Maybe she was thinking about flowers.

"I-I don't feel that throbbing..." She blushed. "I-I was just thinking how odd the feeling is."

"That's my fault. I shouldn't tease your body like that." He leaned forward to kiss her head. "You will enjoy the sensation soon. Three more days." His phone chimed, making Rey jump. "I got a fucking email I gotta answer." He looked down at his device and Rey fought the urge to watch him click around his magic screen.

After breakfast, she cleaned up the dishes and kissed Kylo goodbye, promising to be good.

She didn't need to mop or dust. She just did light cleaning before going upstairs and straighting up her books and making room for a CD player, she didn't know how much space it would take, so she cleared a whole shelf. She cleaned up her puzzles and made her bed.

She smoothed out the creases and looked at her nightstand. She chewed on her bottom lip, she wanted to know more about this person. So, she opened the drawer and pulled out more of her old notes. This Marie/Autumn seemed heavily in distress.

'He hit me today. It was different from the others, he broke my tooth. He blamed me. I didn't make his bed and I needed to be punished. My mouth hurts. He refuses to look at me.'

Rey read another.

'He won't let me eat today. He said I was getting fat. I'm so hungry. I ate scraps of paper. He won't listen to me. My blood sugar is dropping. When I begged for something small to eat, he choked me until I blacked out.'

'Kylo cut my tongue out. It's all my fault. I accidentally bit his cock. He said a benefit is not being able to hear me talk anymore.'

Rey was shaking. Anxiety was causing numbness to take over her limbs. Her heart started to race. What if he cuts out Rey's tongue? What if he starves her? What if he breaks a tooth? She wanted to be a good girl, but she was scared small mistakes would lead to huge consequences.

She rushed to his bedroom to make his bed. She was hyperventilating as she tried to fluff the pillows.

"Rey!" She heard him holler into her bedroom. She fluffed harder, the blood was pumping in her ears. She was breathing heavily. "Rey- baby? Baby?" Kylo entered the room, his smile dropping off his face when he saw her in a full blown panic. She looked up at him as if he was going to kill her. He frowned. "Baby? What's wrong?" She couldn't breathe, she couldn't speak. She was going to mess up and he's going to be angry! She just wants him to be happy. She doesn't want him to be angry with her! She could only get sounds out. Kylo rushed up to her, she cowered back, but he grabbed her face in his hands. "Hey, what's wrong? Baby, what's wrong?" He sat down on the bed and brought her onto his lap. She wrapped her arms around him and she started to cry. He rubbed her back. "Tell me what's wrong, so I can fix it."

How was this sweet man like anything that Autumn described?

She pointed to her bedroom. "Look," she couldn't even say what she saw.

He got up and she sheepishly followed him into her bedroom where he saw the drawer open and the notes all over the floor. He scooped them up and began reading them while Rey nervously looked at her feet.

He flared his nostrils and looked over at Rey. "She's a lying bitch, Rey." He growled. "I didn't punch her because she messed up my bed, she was being mouthy. She was pushing my buttons all fucking day. I cut her tongue out because she nearly bit my cock off! I didn't starve her all day, only eight hours and she was given apple juice for her blood sugar. Rey, baby. Don't be scared of me. Okay? You're not her. Daddy isn't going to hurt you ever." He inched closer until he was close enough to grip the sides of her head. "You are different, baby. Daddy won't cut your tongue out if you're being bad. Okay? I could never do that to you. My sweet girl." He pulled her into a hug and she happily wrapped her arms around his waist.

"I believe you." She said softly. She felt much better.

"Good, now, go finish your chores while I set up your CD player."

Rey hardly noticed the box on her table. She nodded her head and walked out of the room, not seeing Kylo's darkening look.

Rey listened to him and went downstairs to finish up. He eventually came back down with a smile on his face.

"Do you want to see it?" He asked her with his hands on his hips.

She squealed and clapped her hands giddily. "Yes! Yes!" She followed him upstairs to find a silver painted CD player with two circular black speakers attached to it. He showed her the buttons and what each did. The lid opened and she squealed with surprise before she clapped her hands again. Kylo enjoyed watching her get excited over something so old and simple.

He opened a CD case and pulled out the disc. "This plays music." He set it down inside and closed the lid. He pushed a button and Swan Lake by Pyotr Ilyich Tchaikovsky started to play.

Rey smiled big. "Amazing! I love it." She hugged Kylo tightly around the waist. He leaned down to peck her on the lips.

He grabbed her hands and danced with her. She giggled as he spun her around and taught her to dance. He took a step back and had her mirror him as they danced around the room. She kept apologizing when she stepped on his toes. He picked her up by the waist and spun her around. She laughed as he did so. He smiled at her, she was so precious, so beautiful. He was going to enjoy every second of ruining her only to build her up again.

"I like this!" She beamed.

"So do I." He replied as he set her back down on her feet. He tucked loose hair behind her ear. "I will be in my office, but enjoy your music."

"Oh, no!" She cried out. "I didn't make lunch!" She looked panicked. "I am so sorry! I'll start it right now-" Kylo caught her arm.

"Baby, don't worry about it. No need to rush. Just bring a sandwich to my study." He replied.

She gave him a smile. "What kind?"

"Surprise me."

Rey went to the kitchen and made him a turkey sandwich with tomato slices and melted cheese. She put it on the plate with the side of potato crisps. She knocked onto the study door. It opened up to her surprise. Kylo was looking at another screen and was typing away onto it.

Rey came in and sat the plate down. "I made a turkey sandwich, I hope that's alright."

He smiled up at her. "It's perfect." He puckered his lips up and Rey leaned down to kiss him. A peck sent a current between her thighs. She blushed as he turned back to his screen as he took a bite of the sandwich.

"W-what is that, sir?" She asked pointing to it.

"It's called a laptop. It is to look up information and keep in contact with people, just like my phone." He explained.

She nodded her head. "Like who?" She pried.

"Anyone in the world."

She gasped. "Really! That's amazing!"

"Yes, but it also can be a curse. Want to see something?" He asked. She nodded her head. He pushed his chair back and pat his thigh. She sat down on his leg and he opened a tab and went to YouTube videos. "You also can watch videos. I'll show you." He looked up funny animal videos and clicked it. He watched Rey laugh as a panda fell backwards after farting. She watched as a husky threw a fit and wailed.

"Can we get one of those?" She asked eagerly.

"No, princess. Not right now. Maybe in the future."

"They are very pretty." She said. She gasped when an orange cat was on screen. "What about a cat! Look at that one! So cute!"

Kylo's thumb ran circles on her bare thigh. "Once you are more settled, I'll think about getting you a pet."

"Really!"

"Yes, but you have to keep being a good girl." He kisses her cheek. An ad interrupted the video and Kylo grew rigid for what Rey could be exposed to. Thankfully it was a video for a cleaning product. A girl with shoulder length hair was showing off a Swifter.

"Woah! Sir! Look!" She pointed at her hair. "I like that. Can I cut my hair like that?"

Kylo frowned. "No," she wasn't cutting her long hair. She pouted. She looked like she wanted to protest but just forced a nod. "You look so pretty with your long hair, baby. I like you like this." He kissed her jaw. "Don't be upset with your master. You know I just want what's best for you."

She nodded her head gloomily. "Yes, sir."

"Baby," he warned softly. "No pouting. That's the end of it. You're getting spoiled."

"I am not!" She protested.

It was too cute to get mad at her. "Yes you are. You haven't been punished for your naughty behavior, you got a CD player even though I said no music. I introduced you to takeout food and funny animal videos."

She pulled her lips to the side. "You're right. I'm sorry."

"Baby, I love spoiling you. But you know need to understand that I am your master. I know what's best for you."

She sighed. "I know,"

"Good, now go get something to eat." He helped her up and pinched her bum playfully, making her grin at him. She playfully stuck her tongue out before leaving the room. He watched her leave, knowing she'd pay for that later in the most satisfying way.

He sighed and closed YouTube and opened up porn. It was going to be a hard few days.

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Rey was being pushed on a swing. She was squealing happily. She knew she was little, and young. She looked back to see a young man, he was pushing her. He was smiling while he had a cigarette in the corner of his mouth.

"Daddy, higher! Higher!" Rey pleaded.

This man was her daddy, different from when Kylo called himself it. That's her dad. Rey knew it in her heart that was her dad.

"Kira, that's high enough!" He said.

"Higher! Mummy does it higher!"

He huffed but crumbled to her wishes. She squealed excitedly as she felt like she was on top of the world.

Rey woke up to her alarm. She'd have dreams like that, dreams that felt like memories. But her name wasn't Kira, it was Rey. She once asked Rose if she had dreams like that and she said she did. But not to mention it to Phasma because she got very angry. It was a secret amongst the girls. They had glimpses into their past.

It's been three days and Rey's stomach was in complete knots. She had felt so anxious over it. She got dressed and went downstairs to make breakfast. Kylo was gone all last night and he said he wouldn't be home until the following night. So Rey would be alone all day.

She didn't mind it. She did her chores and carried on through the day, loathing the clock from ticking forward.

When she had a moment to herself, she went upstairs and played some classical music while she finished a puzzle. She was getting bored of puzzles. It wasn't stimulating enough. But Rey didn't want to say anything for fear she was truly getting spoiled. She needed to be more appreciative or Kylo will get angry. She should be happy with everything she was given. She was very very lucky.

As she finished the puzzle, she felt like she had seen it before. She felt like it was familiar.

She saw glimpses of her childhood flat. Her mum and her were sitting at the coffee table while her dad watched a football game.

"Mummy, I like horses." Rey said.

Rey's mum looked a lot like her. It was scary how alike they looked. But her mum was missing a tooth in the corner on her mouth.

"Yeah? Maybe when we're rich I'll buy you one." She suggested.

"Don't give her hope, babe." Rey's dad spoke up.

Rey's mum rolled her eyes. "Kira should have lots of hope."

Rey snapped out of her reverie. Her eyes were blurry with tears. She wiped her eyes hastily. She felt an ache, like she was homesick. She wanted her mummy. Where was she?

She tried to take deep breaths. No, she was a good girl, she wasn't going to let these memories blind her. She was made to serve and keep her master happy and if he saw her crying, it'd make him upset.

She spent the whole day cleaning and doing her chores with small breaks. Around dinner time, she waited for Kylo to come home. She waited until nine pm before she started making herself a small plate. She ate quietly in the kitchen. She wondered if there wouldn't be any intimacy. She was okay with that, she was nervous about doing anything with him. That bravery she had in the bathtub disappeared entirely.

She washed her dishes and put everything away.

She head upstairs and got ready for bed, putting on a silk nightgown. She let out a loud yawn. She spent the whole day in a nervous frenzy and it left her feeling completely exhausted. She rolled her shoulders and walked towards her bed.

She heard her door squeal, she hastily looked back to see Kylo. His tie was completely loose and a few buttons were undone. He had dark circles under his eyes and his knuckles were bruised over.

He forced a smile. "Hey, baby." He said gently as he closed the door behind him.

Rey's heart started to race again. "Hello,"

Kylo could see the panic on her face. He came closer and rubbed her arms tenderly. "Don't look so scared. We're going to have fun. Let me take a quick shower, okay? Wait for me on my bed." He leaned down to kiss her head. He started walking past her.

"Sir," she called out, he turned to look at her. "I-is it normal to feel... You know... Scared? I-I just want you to be happy but I-I heard stories." She played with her hands anxiously.

"What stories?" He turned his body towards her.

"W-well, one time a girl said a boy will make you p-put your mouth on their... Their... Bits. She called it a mouse. Or you shove it really hard into our vagina until we bleed. S-she said the-the willy tastes bad. That the semen is rancid."

"It sounds like she didn't have a master to take care of her. I am here to take care of you just like you're here to take care of me. If you're going to be my perfect little girl, you should get to orgasm too, right?"

She tilted her head. "Matron Phasma said our pleasure isn't important."

Kylo sucked on a tooth. "Maybe not to all, but it is to me." He started walking away. "Come, pet."

Rey followed him into his bedroom and sat on the edge of his bed while he disappeared into his bathroom.

She tried to mentally prepare herself. She didn't know what to expect. She wondered if she should lay back in bed or stay exactly where she was. She decided to sit in the middle of the bed. She tried to pull her nightie down but there was no use. He'd see most of her soon.

She heard the door open And watched as he exited with only a towel clutched around his waist. His hair hanged in his face and she watched a droplet run down his abs. He gave her a wolfish smile as he stopped in front of the bed.

"Spread your legs for me." He ordered in a husky voice.

Rey spread them for him to see her. He nearly purred at the sight. He dropped his towel, showing his bobbing cock. Rey gave him a worried look but he only slowly crawled onto the bed, pinning her under him. He grabbed the hem of the nightgown and pulled it over her head before throwing it to the floor.

He stroked her cheek with his forefinger. She looked so beautiful and he liked how she was trusting him. He leaned down to kiss her, slipping his tongue into her mouth. He grabbed her hand and lowered it to his cock, her hand twitched but she grasped it. He directed her hand to stroke his shaft. He kissed her harder as he dragged her hands up to his tip.

"Y-you don't have what the girls called fore... Fore-"

He chuckled. "Foreskin, no. Most Americans get it removed when their born."

"Why?"

"Who knows," he started kissing her again. He ran his hand along her curves. He kissed her jawline and down her neck until he latch onto her tit. He swirled his tongue and sucked. She looked down with a confused look. He hadn't anticipated that.

"I'm not lactating. I'm not a mother." Rey said.

He let go of her and decided to just suck onto her neck, ignoring her. When his cock was hard enough, he placed his length between her thighs to rest against her clit. He thrusted his hips to add friction. She gasped, seemingly liking that sensation.

He gripped her hips as they started to roll against his. He gave slow, lazy thrusts, he wanted to take his time with her. He had been longing for this moment. His breathing started to pick up and Rey looked more flushed. She ran her fingers into his hair.

"Master," she moaned.

Kylo pulled back his cock. He gave her a kiss on the mouth before turning her around. "Ass up, on your knees." He demanded. She listened to him, not knowing where to place her hands, she put them under her head. Kylo didn't like that and grabbed her arms and pinned them behind her back with one hand. "Head down on the bed, Rey." She listened like a good girl. He rubbed her slit with his two fingers, he'd give two swirls to her clit before rubbing down her. He heard her gasping and her hips buckled.

He shoved two fingers inside her and started pumping them at a steady pace. Her mouth gaped and she tried to look back at him. He curled his fingers as he stroked her.

"Good girl, you like that? You like your master playing with you?" He cooed.

"Y-Yes, sir."

He felt her arousal start to collect and run down his knuckles. She moaned as she arched her back. He loved the sight of her like this. She let out a whimper, but he just shushed her condescendingly.

"Such a greedy little whore."

"I-I'm sorry," she panted out. Was she being bad? Was she reacting the wrong way?

He laughed and leaned against her back. "Don't be sorry, kitten. You can't help it. You just need to be fucked."

Her pussy throbbed and she wanted to keep feeling this sensation. Her skin was on fire and her heart was racing, pumping blood to her swollen pussy. Maybe if he fucked her this would go away. Maybe she did need to be fucked by him.

She nodded her head. "Yes, sir. I do."

He clicked his tongue at her. "Do you deserve my cock? Did you finish all your chores?"

"Yes, sir. I did everything." She squeezed her hands into fists, wishing to grip onto the blanket. Her hips rolled against his soaked hand as he pumped his fingers.

"What a good girl. I guess you do deserve my cock. But not yet. Let daddy have some fun first." He pulled his fingers out of her and sucked them clean. He leaned down and plunged his tongue into her tight pussy. He thrusted his tongue, soaking up all her juices. He pulled back and lapped at her arousal. He ran his hot tongue against her ass cheek before sinking his teeth in. She cried out and tried to pull away. He sat up and laughed at her reaction as he slapped her ass roughly. He kissed her spine before lining up his cock. "Be good, now." He sunk his tip in, getting her used to him. He thrusted slightly before slowly easing more inside. She let out an uncomfortable sound, but he continued to shush her. He started playing with her clit, rubbing over the nerves that sparked her hips into jerking motions. "That's it, that's it." He sheathed himself inside, she was wet and warm. He moaned when he felt her walls squeezing him from all sides.

He placed his hands on each side of her hips and slowly roll against her. He drew in a sharp breath. She was fucking perfect. The perfect fuck doll. She was so tight! It was almost like she was trying to reject his cock.

Rey's eyes stung with tears, she felt him break something inside her. No matter how slow he went, he was big enough to make it very uncomfortable. She bit her lip, trying to keep herself from begging him to stop. This was about him. She just needed to make him happy. Why was it so hard for her to be happy with that? She liked her master, so why did she want him to stop? To please get off her? She liked it when he played with her clit, but not now. She didn't enjoy this.

She felt herself slowly but surely adjust to it. He rubbed against a nice spot, making her eyes roll back. It wasn't so bad now. She can handle this. She was just being dramatic. She looked over her shoulder to see him with his mouth gaped like he was in pain. A vein was popping out from his neck and his face was bright red.

"Fuck!" She heard him breathe. "Fuck!" He started to moan over and over.

She didn't know if he was enjoying this. She bit her lip, trying not to cry at the thought of failing her duty. He let out a pant as he started building up speed. He gripped her hair tightly, tugging her head slightly back. The sound of their skin slapping together was lewd and erotic.

He hissed and Rey couldn't keep it together. She was disappointing him. He was hurting. He wasn't enjoying this at all.

She sniffled as she tried not to cry too loudly, but tears ran down her cheeks. He slapped her ass again, she finally let out a sob. She wasn't enough. He must be pushing through it for her because he's such a good man.

He pressed her cheek onto the bedding as he leaned forward, rolling his hips slowly but deeply impaling her, making her gasp at the feeling of him hitting something deep inside her.

"Such a tight cunt." He breathed.

That's what was wrong! Rey rationalized that she was hurting him by being too tight. "I-I'm sorry," she cried out.

He ignored her as he focused all of his attention on lasting. She was like a coat velvet, sucking him in. He felt his eyes roll into the back of his head. He used his other hand find her clit and started rolling tight circles. Rey's hips rolled more than they did before.

"Come on, baby. Cum for me. Cum for daddy." He panted.

That's all he wanted, so Rey tried to focus her attention to cumming for him. She didn't know how to cum, but she'd try. He was such a good man.

The sound of skin slapping picked up and Rey felt this build up in her stomach grow. Her limbs began to flail more and her legs kicked as she felt like she was losing control of her body.

She felt this eruption inside her, all her senses were blinded as her legs twitched as she felt something powerful flood through her.

Rey's wall squeezing and rippling caused Kylo to finish as well, filling her up with his cum. His hips twitched before he fell onto her, fanning across her back, their sweaty skin sticking together. She could hardly breathe under his crushing weight.

He rolled off from her, looking at the ceiling with a content smile. He saw she was faced away from him, cum leaking between her thighs. He heard her sniffling. He shifted onto his side.

"Baby? What's wrong?" He cooed.

She turned to look at him, her face was red from crying. "I hurt you. I was too tight and I hurt you! I am a terrible servant! I don't deserve you!"

He couldn't help but let out a laugh. "Rey, why do you think you hurt me?"

"Y-you were moaning in p-pain and y-you said I-I was tight." She hiccuped.

He clicked his tongue and pulled her against his sweaty chest. "Baby, you didn't hurt me. You felt really fucking good. Extremely good." 

She looked up at him with her doe eyes. "Really?"

"Yeah, you were perfect. I'm so happy I chose you." He kissed her chastely on the lips. "But if you want to make me really happy, you'll lick up my cock."

Rey hesitated but nodded her head. She changed positions to be facing his cock and she licked up his shaft, cleaning him of her and his cum. It was salty and odd but not too unpleasant. His cock twitched from her lapping. When she was finished, she looked back at him with a smile.

"Come on, lay with me." He grabbed her arm and pulled her against his chest. He wrapped his arms around her and played with her damp hair. He kissed her head lovingly. He was going to keep her forever. Marie wasn't nearly this good. He was going to marry Rey and stuff her full with his kids. She wasn't going anywhere. He'd kill anyone on earth who tried to take her away from him.

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Over the course of the next few weeks, Rey would wake up at odd hours of the night to Kylo deep inside her while he panted in her ear. They had sex almost every night and Rey was sore because of it. She was too scared to tell him no, but after being woken up at three in the morning to him panting on top of her once again, she had enough.

"No!" She whined as she groggily grasped her surroundings. Kylo was fucking her from behind, his hands firmly on her hips. Each thrust hurt and felt like searing hot pain. She felt tears forming in her eyes as he thrusted deeply.

He held his hips still. His breathing still heavy. She froze, scared to say or do anything else. She finally realized the word past her lips. Her heart started to race. What was going to happen to her?

"What did you just say to me?" He asked darkly. Sweat prickled her temples. She bit her trembling lip, too scared to repeat herself. He gripped her throat squeezed the sides of her neck, making her squeak. She felt his breath fan across her ear. "What the fuck did you just say to me?"

She opened her mouth to speak but only a cry escaped her throat. Tears stung her eyes. She was so frightened. He had been so kind, why couldn't she just do a simple task and keep her mouth shut?

"I-it hurts," she admitted. "I-I'm so sore."

He squeezed harder. "Don't you ever say that word to me, do you understand me?"

"Y-Yes, sir." She whimpered.

"Now, I'm going to finish and you're not going to make another fucking sound. Do you hear me?" She nodded her head in response. He let go of her throat and started fucking her roughly, knowing it'd hurt her. She buried her face into her pillow and sobbed as he fucked her. The bed shook under his thrusts, the headboard slamming into the wall. "Ungrateful whore!" He muttered bitterly. "You don't deserve half the shit I've given you!"

She cried harder, feeling so much guilt. She wanted apologize for what she said but he didn't want to hear her.

She calmed down when she felt his cum filling her up, the heat didn't help the searing pain. He held still as he twitched inside her. She didn't dare move either.

He let out a long sigh before kissing the back of her head. "I'm sorry, baby. How about you take today off, you just rest. I'll get something for the pain. I know we've been fucking like rabbits. I just can't help it. I love you." He pulled out and laid down beside her. She faced him, he could see her tears glistening in the dim light, he wiped them away. "I'll give you a few days to heal. But that means your pretty mouth might have to be put to use." He ran his thumb along her bottom lip. "I'll be easy on you, I know it'll be your first time."

Rey moved closer to snuggle up to him. He wrapped his arms around her and pulled her closer to his chest. He sighed contently.

"I'm sorry," she whispered.

"I know, I'm sorry too." He kissed her head. "Get some sleep."

Rey woke up to Kylo gently waking her. He ran her a lukewarm bath with Epsom salt to ease the pain. She gave him a chaste kiss and got in the bath. The cool water make her nipples pebble and goosebumps erupt along her body.

Kylo sat on the ground near the bathtub. He ran his fingers up and down her leg. She pulled her knees to her chest for some warmth. He used all his power not to jump in and ravish her.

"Is this normal? To feel pain?" Rey asked him, looking up with her pink puffy eyes.

He smiled warmly. "It's happened to my past girlfriends. I get too eager."

"Girlfriends?" Rey cocked her head to the side.

"There's more to relationships than what we have, Rey. I wasn't their master but their lover."

Rey didn't fully understand but nodded her head.

"Can I be your lover too?" She asked. She felt slightly jealous that others had Kylo before her.

"Rey, you are so much more than you could ever imagine."

She gave him a soft smile, feeling slightly better.

After her bath, Kylo went to his study and Rey laid in bed with an icepack on her core. She was flipping through a home decor magazine and stopped on a perfume ad, the model had the hair cut Rey really liked. It was so pretty. Why doesn't Kylo like it? She knew she shouldn't be continuing to dwell on it. He said no and that's final. But she couldn't stop looking. She ran her finger along the page. Did this girl have a master who let her? Or was she one of the free-thinking ones? The ones who didn't have the most important purpose.

Rey got out of bed and walked over to her vanity. She moved her hair back, trying to get a sense of what it'd look like on her. She even put it in a low ponytail so the hair would somewhat rest on her shoulders. She thought she looked so much better. She'd be so pretty. Maybe if Kylo could see what she saw, he'd change his mind.

Her hope deflated when she realized what she was doing. She was being rogue. She let her hair down and tried to tell herself to be happy. He was looking out for her. She was so lucky to have him.

She heard a knuckle rap against the open door. She looked back to see Kylo looking noticably upset. He rubbed his temple, trying to calm the pulsing vein in his forehead.

"Are you alright?" She asked him, full of concern.

He forced a small grin and walked deeper into the room. "Yeah, babe. I just got a call from my boss. I gotta hold this meeting tomorrow. It'll be at home. I know you aren't used to men, but I want you there to serve us like a good little doll you are."

Rey nodded her head. "I can do that, sir." After being naughty, it's the least she can do to prove her worthiness. She can redeem herself.

He dragged a chair across the floor before sitting closer to her. He pressed his hands together in a prayer motion before his plump lips. "We'll have to go over some rules, okay?"

"Of course," she agreed. She turned her body towards him, eager to listen.

His dark eyes stared into her soul, making nervousness prickle at her spine. "Do not look any other man in the eye, you only look at me when I address you. Do you understand?" She nodded her head. "I want to hear you."

"Y-Yes, sir." She stumbled out. "I understand."

"Good," he replied with relief. "You may answer questions if they ask, but only short and simple ones, like yes or no. If they ask any question you don't like, you can chose to ignore it. I'll handle everything else. Okay? You'll serve whiskey or scotch, but that's it. You stand in the corner of the room if you're not serving. Your head will be down. Do you understand?"

"Yes, I understand."

"Good girl." He praised. "Do you have any questions?"

"Um... Why are they coming here?"

He gave her a playful reprimanding look. "That's not for a pretty girl like you to worry about. Just business that you wouldn't understand."

Rey nodded her head. "Okay,"

He smiled warmly. "Okay," he leaned over to kiss her lips chastely. "I know I said you could dress yourself, but I will be dressing you tomorrow night."

"Yes, sir."

He stroked her hair sweetly, but his eyes narrowed. "Don't fuck this up like Marie did."

Rey didn't fully understand the thinly veiled threat, but she nodded her head nonetheless.

"I won't, sir."

His eyes flickered back to warmth before leaving her alone. Rey touched her chest, trying to calm her racing heart.

The next day, Kylo went straight to her closet. He pulled out a light pink dress with puffy sleeves and a empire waist. The dress ended at her knee, it was one of the shortest dresses she owned. Rey didn't want to wear pink, but she didn't say anything. He just handed it to her and left. She had no choice, there was no room for compromisation.

Rey cleaned and cooked when Kylo left for work. She did all her chores, feeling slightly overwhelmed from being behind a day. She had so many dishes to finish that Kylo let pile up. She went into his bedroom and made his bed, smoothing out the creases.

She went into his fancy sitting room by the back patio and tried to make the surfaces sparkle even more. She vacuumed the rugs multiple times and she tried to straighten out the liquor cart. She cleaned the large mirror in the room before scrubbing the foyer flooring by hand.

That night, Kylo wouldn't be eating dinner with Rey. He'd be going out with his co-workers before coming back to his place to unwind.

Rey quickly ate a ham sandwich for her dinner with a few crisps. She hastily washed the plate she used and tried to look like she didn't have crisps for dinner. Kylo might be unhappy about that.

She then fixed her hair as she heard a car pulling up the curb. She put her hair half up, smoothing away the frizz.

Her hands shook and she was very anxious. Kylo told her to wait in the sitting room, so she ran as fast as she could. She heard the front door open, but luckily they wouldn't see her at all.

As she arrived into the room, she smoothed her hair down again and turn to the liquor cart, making that the object her eyes to study on.

She heard multiple footsteps and a few laughs. She took a few deep breaths as she heard them coming closer.

Kylo was the first to enter, he grinned when he saw her. He made his way over to her. He placed his hands on her hips and kissed her temple. His breath smelled of alcohol.

"Get some glasses and pour us some scotch." He whispered to her.

"Er, w-which one is scotch?" She asked him.

He smiled and placed his hand on a crystal bottle of dark liquid. Kylo made his way over to a leather upholstered chair while next to him on an equally impressive arm chair sat a bald, wrinkly old man with very pasty skin with thin purple lips. Mr. Snoke.

On a long couch across from the two sat Armitage Hux, Enric Pryde and a strawberry blond named Rodinon.

Rey sat a glass in front of each man, avoiding eye contact with all for safety measures. She felt all eyes on her and it made her shake even more.

"So, that's your new little toy." Mr. Snoke said with humor in his tone.

"Yes," Kylo replied, radiating pride.

Rey grabbed the bottle of scotch and poured each one, trying to be extra careful not to spill. When she reach Kylo, he smirked and ran his fingers along her hip.

"She's a step up from the last one. What was her name again? Marie was it?" Mr. Pryde injected.

"Yes," Kylo said with less enthusiasm. "She's luckily dealt with."

"She was always crying, it was unattractive." Snoke said with disgust. "Remember how she begged me to save her?" He burst out into weak laughter. "I remember how kind you were to let me sample her after that."

"We all sampled her." Armitage snorted.

Rey went back to her corner and tried not to show the fear on her face. She just looked at her feet, she wanted to ignore them but couldn't stop from listening. Rey did not want to be sampled. She had an idea that it would be crude. 

"Enough, we have more important things to discuss." Kylo cleared his throat.

"Ah, yes." Mr. Snoke agreed. "Ren, what do you think we should do about the little fucking rat?"

"He's taken 70 grand from us already. We can't afford anymore of this shit. We need a plan to find him." Armitage said.

"I found the supplier he got ahold of. Plutt is a sleazy bastard, he couldn't cover his tracks even if he tried." Kylo grunted.

"Did you handle it?" Snoke asked sternly.

"Of course I did. A silver bullet did the trick. After cutting off his fingers and dislocating his shoulder."

There was an ominous laugh that broke over the room. Rey couldn't believe her ears. But it made sense, he seemed very serious and the type not to handle tomfoolery lightheartedly.

Rey felt eyes on her and she knew it wasn't Kylo's. She wanted to steal a glance but knew that would be wrong. She just looked over at the cart, scrutinizing her handiwork from earlier. She noticed a spot of dust in the rippled design in the glass. She reached forward to wipe it away with her thumb.

Kylo looked at Rodinon who was staring at Rey. He tightened his jaw, he didn't like the sight at all. Rey wasn't for this jackass to eyeball.

"See something you like, Rodinon?" He twerked his eyebrow at him.

The man paled. "Oh, uh, sorry, Mr. Ren." He quickly looked back at his lap, wiping his sweaty hands on his slacks.

Kylo leaned forward and finished his glass in one gulp. "Rey! More please!" Rey hastily grabbed the bottle and came over, seeing the displeasure on his face. She hoped he didn't blame her for the man's wondering eyes. She poured some into his glass as his hand spanned over her lower back, caressing down the curve of her ass. Rey forced a smile at him with burning cheeks. Kylo's drunk eyes flickered over at Rodinon. "Pour him more as well."

Rey went over and gave him a splash more in his mostly untouched glass. Kylo's eyes seared into the young man.

"T-thank you," the man staggered.

"You're welcome," Rey smiled politely.

Kylo sucked on his tooth before knocking back his drink again. "Rey, back over here." He beckoned her with his finger. Rey was getting more nervous as she walked back over at him and poured him some more. "Rodinon, what do you think we should do when we find the mole?"

"I-I think he should get what he rightly deserves."

Rey meant to walk away but Kylo caught her wrist. He gave her a predatory smile. "Where do you think you're going? Huh? Come sit on my lap." Rey was getting more scared of him. His grip was a little too rough. She sat down on his lap like he wanted. He took the bottle from her hands and set it on the table in front of him. No one was speaking, no one tried to further the conversation. Everyone was eyeing Kylo suspiciously, trying to figure out what he had planned. He always had something planned.

Kylo ran his hand up and down her thigh, raising up her dress. Rey instinctively tried to push it down but he stopped her. He grinned at her.

"She's a shy one." Mr. Pryde chuckled.

"Rey, are you shy?" He cooed.

"A-A little," She replied, just above a whisper.

He got close to her ear as he eyed Rodinon. "I think Rodinon wants to fuck you."

The man's eyes widened. "No! No, sir!"

"No?" Kylo challenged. "I'm pretty sure I heard from a little birdie that you want to know what kind of pussy I fuck." He kissed Rey's cheek. "Do you want to fuck her, be honest. I don't like liars."

"S-sir-"

"Or maybe you just like fucking with me. Maybe you like fucking any pussy you can get before selling them to Plutt. Selling them for less than their actual value like a FUCKING MORON!" He shoved Rey off his lap, sending her to the ground.

She looked over to see Kylo climbing over the coffee table, and grabbing him by the collar and wailing punch after punch. Rey watch blood spray from his nose. 

Kylo then grabbed the man by the shirt and threw him into the table, causing it to break under his weight. Kylo continued to punch his face in before grabbing him by his hair and forcing him to a single step that leads into the room. He placed his teeth around the wood and before the man knew what was happening, Kylo stomped on the back of his head.

Rey gasped and covered her eyes as the man cried out in agony. Kylo took a hand gun out and with a silencer on, he put a bullet into Rodinon's head.

Mr. Snoke finished his drink and stood up casually. "Well, that was handled. Good work, Ren."

Rey glanced up to see Kylo heaving heavily with bloody hands and with blood on his face. He put his gun back where he had it and attempted to wipe the blood off his cheek with the back of his hand.

"I'll call my cleaners." Kylo said calmly as he regrouped. He took in the mess he made. Glasses shattered and liquor spilt on Persian carpets.

"That was highly entertaining." Mr. Pryde smiled.

Rey believed everyone was completely mad! What the actual fuck! The sight of Kylo made her insides curdle.

He looked at Rey with a smirk. "Don't worry, baby. You don't have to clean this up. Just go to your bedroom."

Rey didn't know if she could move from the floor. But as his eyes started to narrow, she slowly got to her wobbly legs. She swallowed hard, unable to even speak. She slowly creeped across the room. She saw the dead man with blood leaking from his mouth. Broken teeth rested on the step. She skipped the step and rushed away.

She couldn't run any faster. She would never get the image of the dead mangled man out of her head. Or how Kylo acted as if it was a normal thing to do on a nice evening.

The image would stick with her forever.

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Rey could hardly sleep that night. She kept picturing the blood and the sound of the man's teeth cracking under the impact. She could still see the corpse clearly, blood leaking from his open mouth and from the wound in his head.

She couldn't close her eyes, she stared at her ceiling, wondering how Kylo could sleep so soundly. He said he would never get rid of her, but did he do that to Marie? Was he that violent? Or was it a quick death?

She got up with only a few hours of rest. She had heavy bags under her eyes and she felt sluggish. She made herself a strong cup of tea and started her day. She woke up at 6 am and made Kylo breakfast. He was surprised to find her in the kitchen fixing his plate.

He was clean, free of stain. She felt sick at the thought of having to scrub his suit clean. Not enough detergent could make it pure again.

He kissed her cheek with a smile. "Thank you, beautiful." He started eating at the counter while she watched as she nursed her tea. "I know yesterday was probably hard on you. My poor girl. You know why I did that?" She shook her head, too scared to speak. "Rodinon has been fucking with the First Order. There was a misbehaving girl that needed to be dealt with, he was supposed to get rid of her, but instead, he fucking sold her to some piece of shit named Plutt. He kept the money for himself after using our merchandise. No one fucks with the First Order. He was a mole for Plutt too, telling him where our transports will be taken to or tell him who our customers were. We lost out on a couple of deals because of him. But selling one of our girls was a real fuck you to our organization." He slowly grew more heated as he spoke.

Rey nodded her head, trying to follow along. "So, he was a bad guy."

He gave her a gentle smile. "Yes, Rey. He was a bad guy. But I took care of him."

"G-good," she said weakly.

His smile broadened. "That's right, good girl." He checked his watch and quickly scarfed a few mouthfuls down. "Shit, I gotta go to work. I'll see you tonight." He got up and left without a kiss goodbye.

Rey took care of his plate and mostly avoided having to do his laundry. A cleaning crew came into the house, seeing unassuming on the outside, but once they were inside, they got in these white suits and scrubbed the crime scene down. They put the man's body in a bag, he was starting to smell of death. He was now a deathly shade of white and most of his blood was soaking into the oak floorboards and rugs.

Rey eventually went upstairs around noontime and took his laundry into the laundry room. She put his regular dirty clothes into the washer but put his bloody clothes into the sink and she put on gloves before using baking soda and cold water. She made a paste over the bloody white shirt. But she put his trousers and boxers and used a stain remover, scrubbing it in with a toothbrush, getting blood on the gloves and the countertop. The smell of iron flooded her nostrils, making the memories even more vivid. She knew where each stain came from. This blood was different from her regular bleedings. This was the marking of death.

She knew the man was a bad guy but did he truly deserve this kind of death? This gruesome death? No one deserved to have their teeth shattered.

Rey screamed as she heard a ringing sound start abruptly. She looked around, what was ringing? She noticed a black square with numbered buttons on it. A red light was flickering on it. It kept ringing, it wouldn't stop. She took her gloves off and nervously approached the device.

She grabbed the handle and pulled it off, it was connected to the machine with a cord. She thought she broke it for a moment. That was until she heard a voice on the other side.

"Rey? Baby is that you?" She heard Kylo say.

She slowly held the phone to her ear. "Hello?"

"Hey, baby. It's Kylo."

"Hi, what is this thing?"

He chuckled. "It's a telephone, sorry babe, I must have forgotten to show you this. I'm calling you from work. You can also use that phone as a speakerphone, I'll show you some time. I just called to tell you I'll be coming home a little later than normal. I'm getting you a present." She could nearly hear the smile on his face.

She beamed at the mention of a gift. "A present! For me? What is it?" She asked eagerly.

He chuckled again. "It's a surprise." His voice was silky smooth.

Rey pouted. She really wanted to know what it was. What if it was a CD! What if it was another book! One that was more stimulating for the mind! What if it was a new puzzle or a tabletop game?

"I can't wait... Even if I have to wait." she replied.

"Good things come to the ones who wait. Have you heard of that saying before?"

She started to shake her head before remembering he can't see her. "No, sir."

"No? I'm sure you'll agree when I come home." He said confidently. "I have to go, I'll see you tonight. Bye.

"Bye, sir." Rey stayed on until she heard a long beep sound before she hung up the phone.

She was giddy until she turned around and remembered the blood she had to clean up. She went to do other chores while his suit soaked.

She made her own bed and cleaned up her shelves. She did anything to avoid the back sitting room.

When his bloody suit was cleaned up and put in the washer alone with stain removing detergent, she head downstairs to start dinner. She make a simple seasoned chicken and a stir fry as a siding.

She waited patiently for Kylo and her gift. The cleaners finished cleaning the home that night. Although she didn't want to look, she was curious. She made her way to the back room with a racing heart. She didn't know what to expect.

When she opened the glass door, she looked down the one step to see no blood anymore. There were only faint teeth marks to let Rey know it wasn't a bad dream. The floor was completely clean, even the carpets, they looked almost brand-new. The broken coffee table was replaced with a new one. Rey walked into the room as she felt braver. There was no speck of blood or anything for that matter. The room looked barely lived in.

Rey wondered how many rooms got deep cleaned like this. How many rooms got makeovers after a bloody death?

She eventually left, feeling too uneasy.

She head back into the kitchen and made the plates and set them on the intimate dinner table. She looked over her shoulder when she heard the front door shut. She smoothed down her dress and tried not to look too giddy. She really hoped it was a new book- or maybe a new pretty dress! She would love a new dress.

Kylo walked into the room with a small pink shopping bag. He smiled down at her, showcasing his dimples. She approached him and got on her tiptoes as he leaned down to kiss her.

"Ready for your gift?"

"Yes!" She clapped her hands giddily, forgetting about the violence that have kept her on edge. She really couldn't wait to see what she got. She was slightly disappointed by the small size of the bag, she felt ashamed of herself for being greedy and spoiled.

He handed her the bag and she skipped over to set it on the table. She flashed him a big smile as she went to open it. Kylo's dark eyes stared intensely as she dipped inside and pulled out a pair of lacy black panties.

Rey tried not to show her disappointment. She should be happy. She felt a flood of shame for being unhappy with her gift.

"Oh! Knickers! They are lovely, thank you." She forced a pleased smile. They were practically see-through and wouldn't cover enough of her ass for her liking.

Kylo let out a rumbly giggle. "It's not just panties, Rey." He grabbed a box out of the bag and opened it to show her a piece that goes inside a pocket, it was shaped like a pink cup. "They vibrate." He wiggled his eyebrows at her mischievously.

Rey let out an awkward laugh. "Why would you want knickers to vibrate?"

He leaned forward, making her breath catch in her throat. His lips tickled her ear. "It feels good." He pulled back. "Let's give it a try."

He secured the cup shape item inside the front of the panties and handed them to Rey. She had no choice but to switch panties in front of him. When she had them on, Kylo took her old panties and put them in his pocket. He pulled out his phone and went to a certain app.

Rey found her new knickers were sort of uncomfortable to wear. It felt weird having something cupping her mound. It didn't seem very practical.

Kylo pushed the button on his screen and Rey let out a screech of surprise as she feels an intense vibrate at her core, bending her forward as the vibrations hit the right nerves.

"Oh! God!" She moaned.

Kylo stopped it and she tried to catch her breath as she looked up at him sheepishly. "You'll wear these tomorrow, if you take them off or masturbate, I'll know. And you don't want to know what I'll do if I catch you."

She nodded her head, trying to regroup herself, but failing to do so.

The next day, Rey was on edge for a completely different reason. She wondered when she was going to feel the stimulation she felt before. After the initial shock of it all, she really liked how it felt.

She did her own laundry and ironed Kylo's suits that morning. She was careful with everything she did, just in case she felt it vibrate again. But it never happened while she got on with her day. Despite the uncomfortable feeling of moving with something in her knickers, she forgot about it completely.

She started being more preoccupied with getting dusty off a ripply vase in the living room. She went to get a washcloth to get to the hard to reach places when the vibration started.

She doubled over as her legs instantly went weak. The quavering made her eyes roll into the back of her head. Her nerves were lit on fire, she started to grow wet and her cunt was throbbing. Beads of sweat collected on her brow as she sputtered out a string of moans and cries of delight.

"F-fuck, oh! God! Ugh!" She cried out.

Her hips started to jolt at the neverending sensation. She tried to find something to grip for support, but she only had the wall.

She shuttered out an orgasm, being blinded by stars. The device didn't stop pulsing, it only went faster and the thumping grew stronger, forcing another orgasm out of her until she was limp on the floor.

It finally stopped when her cheek was pressed against the cold floorboards. She gasped for air, her pussy clenching down on nothing, wanting desperately to grip onto someone or something.

She laid there for what felt like forever before she was strong enough to get back up. She tried to continue on with her work, feeling a bit lighter on her feet.

She was sensitive all over, feeling more hyper aware of how the fabric of the panties rub against her. She was soaking wet, she felt the wetness as she walked and carried on with her chores.

By noon another round hit her hard. She was gripping the kitchen counter until her knuckles turned white. It didn't stop until she had another orgasm.

It continued throughout the day. She felt like it was every hour. She was too sensitive and couldn't with stand it anymore. She cried out as another one was forced out of her. She was tired and just wanted it to end.

"P-please stop! Stop! Please!" She sobbed as tears wetted her eyelashes. When it finally ceased, she deflated with relief.

She didn't know how she got through her chores or how she made dinner, but she did. She set the table, feeling exhausted but still completing her tasks for the day. Arousal was soaking her inner thighs, she used a cloth she clean up the mess without taking her soiled panties off.

When Kylo made it home, he walked into the kitchen with a glow in his eyes. She hardly got a greeting out before he attacked her lips. He kissed her hard and fast as he backed her up against the table. He growled against her mouth before pulling back and swiping everything off the table.

Rey watched him with wide eyes. She didn't know how to react to this behavior, but it turned her on. He shrugged his jacket off and started undoing his belt, not taking his eyes off from hers. His nostrils flared and she clenched her thighs together.

He stormed up to her, kissing her again. He shoved his tongue into her mouth and lifted her onto the table. He ripped the panties off from her, she gasped against his mouth at the sound of the fabric ripping.

He shoved his trousers down, taking out his hard cock. He gave it a stroke before shoving himself to the hilt inside her. She moaned as he stretched and filled her up with his cock.

He gripped her hips and started thrusting hard. The sound of wet skin hitting against each other soon filled the room, reverberating against the tall ceiling.

Rey's mouth parted as he fucked her. Her tits jiggled with each fierce jolt of her body. Kylo's breath shook as he bit back a moan.

"I've been wanting to do this all day." He grunted.

The smell of her arousal flooded his nostrils, making him only want to devour her more. She smelled like a fucking dream. She looked like a fucking dream. A pretty little housewife who only exists to obey and be fucked like a little slut.

The string of moans that came out of her mouth belonged to a pornstar, not his little Rey.

Her hips rolled against his as she tried to keep up with his speed. A bead of sweat rolled down his temple and landed between on her chest, running down the slopes of her breasts.

Kylo gripped her front and wrenched the fabric apart. He watched how her chest was flushed and heaving heavy breaths.

He seized his hips and leaned down to lick up her chest before tugging her bra down to swirl his tongue around her nipple before latching on. He suckled as she cried out with ecstasy.

"T-that feels so g-good." She moaned out.

He pulled back and licked a strip of her neck before suckling on her pulse, wanting to leave a bruise, wanting a reminder of what he has done to her. He wanted her to look in the mirror and be reminded who she completely belonged to. Who owned her soul.

He plunged his cock back into her and kept his pace up. Rey bit her bottom lip as he stroked her hyper sensitive walls. It didn't take long for her to orgasm, she had been prepped all day for this moment. He made sure her body stayed in an aroused state.

The sight of her flailing uncontrollably and her eyes rolling in the back of her head was a sinful sight.

He slapped the back of her thigh, jerking her body out of her dazed state.

"I-I can't..." She panted. "N-no, m-more, sir."

He let out a dark chuckle. "I'm not done with you yet, sweetheart." He pushed her onto her back and gripped her thin neck. He squeezed lightly as he fucked her limp body. She was tired but he wasn't.

She said something incoherent, but he just ignored it. Her legs started to kick uncontrollably and her hips jerked under his movements. He licked his bottom lip and smirked darkly at her. Tears started to wet her eyelashes as she screamed out in pleasure.

He leaned over her slightly and spread her thighs a little wider with his free hand before stroking her leg encouragingly. "You're such a good girl. You're so fucking wet, are you? I bet you couldn't wait for your master to come home and fuck your tight little hole."

He stroked his hand up between her thighs and rubbed her clit, spurring her hips on. He watched as she flailed her limps even more. Her hand flew to his hand but he was stronger than her and he didn't stop. She dug her nails into his wrist, letting out a plea of desperation.

He shushed her condescendingly. She pouted her bottom lip, but he had no sympathy. He liked watching her cry and plea. It was a game he enjoyed.

He slapped her clit before rubbing circles. He truly loved to torment her. Her hazel eyes looked so beautiful when they were welled up with tears. He couldn't wait to spend the rest of his life with her. He'd fill her up like this forever. Maybe they'll pop out a few kids while their at it.

He moaned at the thought of her round with his child. She'd look so fucking hot. He gripped her throat a little tighter. He gritted his teeth as he was approaching the peak.

His breath shuttered as his hips grew more erratic. He fanned his body over hers, wet skin sticking to each other. He twitched deeply inside her as he filled her up with his cum. He let out a low groan as his legs grew weak.

His body fell lip over hers. He stayed there for a moment, catching his breath. He dropped his hands and propped himself up.

Rey had a dazed look in her eyes. Kylo smirked warmly and gave her a slow, chaste kiss that lingered.

He smoothed her hair back and ran his forefinger down her cheek. She was so beautiful, so perfect. She smiled up at him.

"I'm tired," she sighed.

He pulled out of her, watching his cum leak down her thigh. She looked the best when she was filled with him.

"Clean up the mess and go to bed." He fixed his pants and grabbed his jacket before leaving her alone.

Rey was left with ripped clothes and broken plates to clean up. She slowly got to the ground and started picking up the mess he create.

The room was completely still and silent. But at least Kylo was satisfied.

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Kylo was home for the day, and it hasn't been a pleasant one. He was screaming in his study. Rey tiptoed past the door each time, he sounded scary. She tried her best to avoid him all together.

He didn't leave his study, making it easy to avoid him. She did her chores as normal and tried not to think too much on Kylo.

However, it did upset her to see him so heated. She wished there was something she could do to calm him. It suddenly hit her, Kylo was always relaxed after they had sex. He'd sometimes pass right out, snoring soundly. Maybe sex will calm him. Maybe it'll make him happy. He did seem to enjoy it!

Rey wanted to be alluring, so she undid a few buttons on her blouse, drawing attention to her naked neck and her decolletage. She hoped he liked it.

When he called over the speaker for her to bring him lunch, she happily made him a sandwich. She knocked on the door lightly.

"Come in," she heard him rumble.

Rey opened the door and peeked inside, his hair was tousled from gripping it at the root with frustration. His face was still bright red and his eyes were sharp. He had thrown a tablet across the room, smashing it against the wall. He even threw a chair, it was in pieces on the carpeted floor. Rey knew she'd have to clean that up later.

Rey swallowed hard and entered the room. She felt his eyes flicker down her neck, his eyes had a dangerous glint to them.

She forced a smile as she came over and set his plate down on his desk. She tucked hair behind her ear coyly.

"I-I hate to see you so upset." She touched his shoulder lightly. "Maybe I can help."

Kylo rolled his jaw and looked over at her sternly. He arched an eyebrow at her not-so-subtle proposition.

"Oh, yeah? How?" He challenged.

"Y-you could have sex with me." She replied bluntly. "I-I know how happy it makes you." Her hands started to sweat when his face didn't soften as all.

Kylo swat her across the face, causing her to stumble back. She held her cheek as her eyes glazed over with tears. He got up from his chair, standing to his full height as he hovered over her.

"If you're going to act like a whore, then I'm going to treat you like one."

Before Rey could ask what he meant, he gripped the nape of her neck and roughly slammed her face into his desk. His grip tightened until she was certain he was cutting off her oxygen. His large hand wrapped around her throat effortlessly. He pulled her skirt down to her knees and undid his own trousers. "You do not act like a slut! If I want you, I'll fucking have you. You're supposed to be innocent until I decide you're something else!" He growled as he shoved his cock inside her. Even soft, it stretched her. She gasped as he continued to slam against her, banging her face into the wooden desk. She felt tears stinging her eyes, it hurt so much, like sandpaper rubbing her raw. It didn't help that he'd hit her cervix with all his might.

His hand squeezed until she couldn't get anymore oxygen. She squirmed, trying to get out of his death grip. She began clawing at his hand, demanding oxygen. He didn't let go, not even when she saw black dots clouding her vision. She tried to scream, but nothing could get out as he crushed her windpipe.

Kylo watched her face turn bright red, her eyeballs bulging from her sockets. He gritted his teeth as he fucked her brutally. If she wanted to behave like this, she'll see just how cruel he could be. She was his good girl, not a dirty slut. She wasn't supposed to initiate anything, that was Kylo's job. She was to please him on his own terms, not hers.

When Rey went limp against his chest, he let go of her throat, watching the deep red marks form onto her soft skin, soon to turn into bruises. She was just passed out. He wouldn't kill her. He loved her too much to do that. But she'd learn her lesson.

Kylo gripped her hair and banged it against the desk. She twitched underneath him and groaned.

"Wake up sweetheart." He ordered with false sweetness.

Rey whimpered as she started to come to. She began to sob hysterically.

"I-I'm sorry! I-I am s-so sorry!" Her voice was raspy and was barely audible.

"Oh, I know you are." He cooed. He slammed deeply inside her and came undone, twitching inside her as he filled her with his cum. He heaved heavily before getting off her limp body. He tucked himself back into his trousers while Rey cried. "Now, get the fuck out."

Rey instantly stood up, she limped away, pulling up her skirt at the same time. She wanted to be as far away from him as possible.

She went into her bathroom and took a hot shower, scrubbing at her skin as she cried. She just wanted to do something nice. She thought that was what he wanted! She still didn't know what a slut was but she knew it was something he only wanted when he initiated sex. He was so confusing! Everything was confusing!

When she exited the bathroom in a towel, she flinched at the sight of Kylo sitting on the edge of her bed. She didn't want to get any closer to him. She just looked at her feet.

He sighed heavily. "I shouldn't have been so rough with you. Come here, Rey." She wanted to defy him but she wondered what he'd do if she did. She forced her stiff legs forward until she was an inch in front of him. She forced her eyes onto him. He looked... Remorseful. "Don't do that again, do you understand me? You're a good girl, that's why I bought you. If I wanted a slut, I would just go to a strip club. You better not try to allure me again." She nodded her head. He reached over to touch her hand but she flinched away. He frowned before grabbing her and forcing her onto his lap. He pressed her lips against her temple. "Speak to me." He muttered against her skin.

"I-it hurts to talk." She replied, just above a whisper.

"I won't choke you again. I shouldn't have let my anger get the best of me. Not with you. You're still learning. Do you think you could ever forgive me?" There was only one correct answer. Rey nodded her head again and Kylo smiled broadly. "Good, because I'd be heartbroken if you told me no."

Even though he punished her, Rey didn't want to see him heartbroken. After all, he's such a great man. It was her fault that he did this to her. It was all her fault.

The next day, she made a delicious dinner of steak and baked potatoes. Kylo mentioned it in passing as one of his comfort foods. She didn't know what a comfort food was but maybe instead of sex, her cooking could brighten his mood.

It seemed to work as he smiled at his plate and quickly delved into it like a savage animal. Rey just watched, feeling more accomplished than the day before. Her throat hurt. Swallowing was painful, and so she tried to do it as little as possible. She was starving and thirsty but she couldn't bear swallowing several times in a row. Instead she messed up her plate to look like it was eaten. A girl used to do that at the institution. If Rey did take a bite, it was small and calculated. Sometimes she chewed for a very very long time.

She had nasty purple bruises around her throat, it made her cringe to look at. A blood vessel in her eye also burst, bleeding across the white of her eye. She smiled warmly at him. She wouldn't ever get on his bad side again.

He kissed her cheek as she cleaned up his finished plate. He then caught her jaw with his finger. His eyes were stern and she couldn't place why.

"Next time, you'll eat more." He told her firmly.

"Y-yes, sir. I-It's just that it hurts." She explained just above a whisper. "Swallowing is difficult." She gestured to her throat as if he hadn't noticed.

He frowned and nodded his head. "Of course, my poor girl." He brushed his fingers through her hair. "I'm a monster."

"No!" She quickly defended. "I misbehaved. You had to do it. How else would I learn?"

He feigned coyness. "You're such a sweetheart. But only a monster could do this to you." He tightly touched his marks, feeling silent pride at his work. He liked seeing his physical proof that she was his. The bruises worked as a branding.

"That's not true." She cupped his face. "You're such a good man. I love having you as my master."

He smirked and leaned down to give her a chaste kiss on the lips. His hands settled on her hips. "I love having you as my pet."

She hugged him, basking in his expensive cologne. She took deep inhales, thinking of how warm and comforting his body could be when he wasn't angry with her. She liked it when he wasn't angry. And he liked her when she was obedient.

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Rey sat on her knees in his study. She was picking up the broken furniture. It seemed after she left he smashed a snow globe on his shelf. It was of the Eiffel Tower. Rey had never seen it before. She analyzed the small small figure with the word 'Paris' engraved in gold paint.

Kylo was sitting at his desk nursing a glass of red wine. He was watching her closely. He smiled faintly. "What you been to Paris?" Rey shook her head. Of course she hadn't been. "That's called the Eiffel Tower, it's a famous attraction for Paris. Many find it romantic."

Rey couldn't see it. What was romantic about a bunch of metal latticed into a triangle? She threw it into the trash bag and fished for glass fragments.

This was their after supper activity. Rey just sat on the floor cleaning up Kylo's rage stricken room. She did it silently and left without a word with the glass picked up. The small pieces were sucked up into a vacuum.

She went to bed early, wanting to pretend she wasn't in pain. She hoped Kylo didn't visit her. She feigned sleep when she heard her door open. She feared he'd be able to tell she was faking. But he just kissed her head and quietly went into his bedroom.

Rey woke up the next day, to find two pills on her nightstand and a glass of water. There was a small note notifying her at the pills would make the pain go away for a little while.

It worked to an extent.

The day was filled with light cleaning. She was able to read lady magazines while the clothes were in the wash.

She sat on the couch with her feet curled up underneath her. She flipped through the pages leisurely. It was actually quite boring. She lacked stimulation.

She fell on a page where three women sat in a living room on an expensive couch drinking wine. They were laughing. They were having a bunch of fun it seemed. One woman wore white capris. She had short hair too. Really short, like a boy's hair cut. She wondered if she was a free thinker.

Rey reluctantly turned the page to see a woman with long blonde hair and cooking in her big white kitchen. She was smiling too. She was so happy making that salad.

She soon was boredly putting clean clothes away, steaming his suits and hanging clothes up in his closet. She was more careless with her own clothing. Not making sure her socks matched, she just threw them into her drawer.

The next day was the same as before.

She was quickly falling into a routine that was mind numbing. She didn't want to complain, she was happy to have the life she did. Kylo took very good care of her. He praised her cooking and then he'd take her into his bed, fucking her before falling into a deep dream. She should be feeling happy. She should be so elated like the other women in her magazines but she didn't feel that joy.

What was wrong with her? Why was she unhappy? Was she always this ungrateful? She thought about her life in the institution, was she unhappy then?

She was. She remembered being so scared of the matron. She tried to be so good. She was. She liked being praised. But cleaning was annoying. She did enjoy sewing. That was the few things she did enjoy. She liked whispering to Rose late at night. They'd giggle and someone would threaten to tell the matron if they didn't go to sleep.

She tried to shake her head of these thoughts. It wasn't good to dwell on things she couldn't control. What mattered was that Kylo was happy. And he was. So, she will stick it out and do things she started to dislike.

Kylo came home for supper at a predictable time. He was sweet now after she was straightened out. She felt like she learned her lesson well.

She answered the questions he normally asked. How was her day? What did she do? She gave vague answers and just smiled at him.

"You remember Mr. Hux?" Kylo prompted.

Rey nodded her head. "Yes, of course." She sat at the edge of her seat, hoping he was going to say three words. Rose is coming. "Why?"

"Hux thinks his pet would benefit from a visitation with you. She's not acclimating the way he had hoped."

Finally a break from routine.

She beamed excitedly, nearly vibrating in her chair. "I'd love to see her!" She squealed.

He smirked. "Good, you'll be seeing her quite soon." He glanced at her over his plate as she tried to keep from jumping up in her chair and shout her excitement at the top of her lungs. "I was hoping we'd do something different. You'll join me in the living room. I'd like some company."

Rey nodded her head. "Of course, Master."

They sat together on the couch with slow music playing on vinyl. She just watched him as he drank negroni out of a crystal glass. He drank it with ease and Rey thought of the ladies drinking wine.

"Is it good?" Rey asked curiously.

He smirked over at her, swishing the glass so the ice cubes clack against each other. "I think so. Want a sip?"

Rey reluctantly nodded her head. He brought the glass to her lips and slowly tilted it until she got a small sip. She looked repulsed by the sight of her face scrunched up. He couldn't help but laugh. She let out a few coughs.

"That's... Um..." Her voice strained. She didn't want to hurt his feelings or say the wrong thing but he tilted her chin and kissed her on the lips.

"You don't have to like it." He reassured her.

Her shoulders dropped with relief. "I-I'd like to try wine. It looks like cranberry juice."

"Wine is made of grapes." He explained.

Her eyes grew wide. "Does it taste like it?"

"No, sweetheart. It doesn't." He tucked hair behind her ear. His eyes were so intense with affection, it made her squeeze her thighs together uncomfortably.

"C-could I one day try it?" Rey asked weakly.

He got to his feet and she shrunk back, thinking she fucked up but he went to his cart and pulled out a tall bottle. He poured a little bit of red wine into an Old fashioned glass.

He handed it Rey before sitting back down. Rey sniffed it. "It's a sweeter wine. I don't think dry wine would be a good start for you." She took a sip. Her first thought was that it was awful! Her second thought was that it's aftertaste wasn't so bad. She took another one. The second try was better. "You like it?" He asked.

She nodded her head. "I think I do." She tilted her head back and finished it. He took the glass from her hands.

"That's enough for you tonight."

She wanted to protest but held her tongue. "Alright,"

"Maybe you can have a glass with dinner." He suggested. "If you behave."

She gave him a smile and looked less upset. "Okay,"

A week went past when Rey received new on Rose. They'd be having a 'playdate' as Kylo called it that weekend. She deep cleaned the home, cleaning hard to reach places as if they'd check the half an inch gape under the book shelf.

She put on her best dress and wore Kylo's first present he presented her. Kylo didn't seem to care as much. He hardly bat an eye at Rey's zucchini pasta she slaved over all afternoon. They'd be allowed to spend time together in her room before dinner.

The two stood in the foyer. Rey was bouncing on her heels, Kylo had to rest a hand on her shoulder to get her to stay flat on her feet.

There was a knock on the door and Rey sprang to answer but Kylo beat her to it. He smiled as he answered. "Hello Armitage, come in. My pet is very excited."

The door opened wider and Rey could see Rose. She didn't register her appearance as Rey ran towards her and brought her into a tight hug. She smelled floral and not like bleach. Rose held Rey closely. Both too scared to pull away.

"Let's leave the girls to catch up. I want scotch." Armitage Hux said to Kylo. the two men turned away, not looking back at the women.

Rey was the first to pull back, tears forming in her eyes. Rose was crying too. That's when Rey noticed that it looked like Rose had been crying for quite some time. Her eyes were swollen and she had small bruise by her eye.

"What happened?" Rey asked in a small voice. How could Rose be hurt?

"I could ask you the same thing." Rose was looking at the fading bruises on her neck.

"It's all my fault. I misbehaved. I was acting out. I needed to learn my lesson." Rey explained.

"H-he said I cried too much. It was bothering him." Her voice was low.

"Come on, we can go to my bedroom."

Rose's eyes widened. "You have a bedroom? I sleep on a mat by his bed."

Rey felt awful for her best friend. No bed? Just a mat? No space to call her own.

When they went to Rey's room. Her friend looked around in awe. She couldn't stop saying "Wow,"

Rey felt a bit proud and a little bit like bragging which she instantly regretted. It wasn't fair. It seem Rey did get treated far better than her counterparts.

"I know," Rey replied as she turned on her stereo. "He lets me listen to classical music. I like it. But sometimes it's boring."

"You're so lucky!" Rose plopped down into her bed. "Oh, wow. This is so nice." She laid down, pretending for just a moment this was her life.

"Thank you. So... Why were you crying a lot?" Rey sat down beside her friend. She watched as Rose grew more withdrawn.

"Oh... Um... I-I don't like sex. It's painful and he wants it often." Rose admitted.

Rey nodded her head. "Yeah, it can hurt. But sometimes it feels really, really good."

Rose frowned and shook her head. "No. It always hurts. He likes... He likes my bum. It hurts. I hate it. I know we have to do whatever makes them happy but it hurts too much. I just wish he'd stop."

"Oh... Rose." Rey grabbed her hand. "I'm so sorry. I'm so sorry. That's awful!" And Rey truly believed it. How could he hurt Rose? She was the most sweetest person ever. Of course she had a temper that needed correcting, but not pain. Why won't he listen to her cries? Doesn't he care?

She felt it was irrational, but she hated Hux. She hated every fiber of his being for making Rose hurt. She just wanted to protect her. But she knew ultimately they were powerless, made to only please and if it pleased her master to use her bum, then she needed to learn to deal with it. But a darker thought that often stayed dormant told her Rose didn't deserve pain, she deserved to be listened to. If she didn't like it, then stop doing it!

She knew it was a bad thought. But how could you not think it? She hoped she wasn't going rogue.

"I'm just glad you think so too." Rose said in a small voice.

"Has he done anything sweet?"

Rose thought for a moment to herself. "He gave me medicine for the pain. And bathed me."

"Focus on the good moments. Focus on trying to be better. That's what I do." Rey suggested. Her friend didn't seem convinced but nodded her head. Rey was quick to change the subject. "Let's do a puzzle."

They sat at her small table and put a horse puzzle together. They did it in silence before Rose spoke again. "I'm glad I am here. I'm glad I get to see you again." She tried to smile.

Warmth spread throughout Rey's chest. "I'm glad too. I've been begging to see you again. I keep thinking about how we'd cause trouble. Like stealing a potato from the kitchens or letting Jannah walk around with her dress tucked into her underwear."

"I feel bad about the last thing." She admitted in a small voice.

"Yeah, but she deserved it. She was being mean." Rey pointed out.

"Remember what she said to me about my fat face?" Rose prompted.

"Yeah, and how you punched her in the nose. I can still hear the screams when they saw the blood. I still think the punishment was worth it."

"That's because you didn't receive it!" Rose laughed. It was odd, making Rey think it was the first time she laughed in weeks.

"But wasn't it?"

"It was," she admitted. "she never bothered me again."

"I heard you nearly broke her nose. I'm still impressed."

Rose looked down at her hands, smiling. Their joy died when Kylo called them for dinner.

They reluctantly went downstairs. Rey served the men wine, and Kylo let Rey have some too but Rose had to drink water.

They started to eat, Rey started with her artesian bread. Rose took small bites.

"I have Rose on a strict diet, but I am letting her eat freely tonight and only tonight." Armitage said off-handedly. The girls exchanged a look. Rey gripped her fork tighter. Nothing was wrong with Rose. She looked great. What was wrong with him? She tried to tell herself he knew best. He was more superior but her hatred squished that thought each time. Rey just took a large gulp of her drink and Armitage clocked it. "I'm surprised to see you're allowing Rey to drink. Don't you think that's a bad example you're setting?"

Kylo left out a low chuckle which Rey knew was unfriendly. "I didn't know you paid a hundred grand for my pet. I certainly didn't know you could tell me how to run my fucking household." He banged his fist on the table, making the girls jump. He flexed his fingers.

There was tense silence.

"Apologies, Ren. I'm drunk." Armitage said gently.

"Besides, it's one fucking glass. French children drink more than that in one sitting."

There was more silence and Rey wished Rose and her could stay in her bedroom forever.

"D-do you like it?" Rey asked meekly.

Kylo softened at her and nodded his head. "You did a good job, Sweetheart. You always do."

Rey preened at his compliment. "Thank you, master."

"She was always a star pupil." Armitage said into his glass.

"Rose is a better cook than me." Rey blurted out.

"She does make a good shepherd's pie."

From the sight of Rose's shock, he hadn't praised her ever. He must always degrade her and hurt her. That made a funny feeling grow in Rey's chest. Burning anger.

After supper, Rey squeezed Rose tightly. She tried to reassure her that everything would be okay. But it was lies and they both knew it. But the sentiment was there.

When the door closed, the words fell out of her mouth. "I hate him."

Kylo stopped in his tracks. Perhaps he hadn't heard her right. "What?"

"I hate him. He hurts her. He hurts her a lot." Rey tightened her fists at her sides.

Kylo gave her a smile and walked up to her. He kissed her lips. "I hate him too." He started to walk away.

"C-can you get him to stop?" She prompted.

He stopped and turned back around. "He bought her, even if you don't like how he treats her, she's his property now. Not the First Order's. He can do whatever he pleases. I'm sorry, kitten."

She wiped her tears away. It wasn't fair.

"That's go to bed." He held his hand out for her to take. She did so and went up the stairs.

Rey wished Rose had a Kylo to care for her instead of that evil Armitage Hux.

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Rey was sitting in her bedroom, putting a puzzle together. It was a boring day, most of what needed to be done was done. She had nothing else to do but idle.

She was concentrating hard as she tried to figure out which piece in the pile connected to the corner piece. She had music playing in the background but the songs were growing dull. It was too slow and wasn't fitting her mood, but it was better than sitting in silence.

Kylo leaned against her doorway, his eyes set on her as she continued to find the right piece. He smirked at her as he watched. She looked so beautiful. She wore a pink dress with a matching cardigan with only the first button clasped. She looked like the perfect pet wife. 

When he realized she was too engrossed in what she was doing, he cleared his throat. He watched her jump in her chair as she looked up at him. Her hazel eyes filling with fear. He tried to smile to show he wasn't upset but she didn't seem convinced.

"Are your chores finished?" He asked her, not meaning for his tone to sound so cold.

"Y-yes, sir." Rey replied in a small voice. "I-I haven't started dinner yet. I didn't know you'd be home so early."

He left work way too early. He decided to take Rey out. They'd go shopping for more clothes that suited her tastes. All the clothes he had belonged to Marie and he didn't want to be reminded of that bitch.

"You don't need to. We're going shopping."

She knitted her eyebrows together. "Shopping?"

"Yes, we're going to get you more clothes. You can pick out whatever you like. And we can get dinner afterwards."

"Like pizza?" Rey asked.

The idea of getting out of the house sounded wonderful but she started to feel anxiety flood her bones. She hadn't left the house before. She hadn't been anywhere before. She'd be in a big crowd of people and the idea made her sick. But she wanted to go out even if she was scared. Because she wanted to feel like one of the girls in her magazines.

He shrugged his shoulders. "If you like. I'll allow it." He watched her smile grow. "Go get your shoes. I want to leave now."

She scrambled to her closet and put on the old dress shoes she had from her days in the institution. He brought back unpleasant memories but she shoved them on.

She followed him out the door and to his car. Her palms began to sweat, but she just wiped them on her dress. She got on the passenger side and tried to calm her racing heart. She tried to tell herself everything was fine but her body was growing numb from the fear. The irrational fear.

Kylo started to drive and he grabbed her hand. He could feel her small hand shaking in his grasp. He looked over at her to see her a shade of green.

"It'll be fun, don't worry." He promised her. "But we need to go over some rules for when we are out in public. Okay?"

"Okay," she managed to reply.

"First, don't refer to me as master. You may only address me as Sir or Mr Ren. Are we clear?"

She nodded her head. "Sir or Mr Ren." She parroted.

"Do not speak to anyone until they address you first. And only reply with short responses."

Rey didn't fully understand what short responses counted as but she nodded her head anyways. "Okay, sir."

When they arrived to the street, Rey was greeted with rows upon rows of stores to choose from. They all had shining signs and mannequins and photo advertisements to lure in customers. Rey tried not to panic, but it was rising to a fever pitch.

Kylo walked with her down the street, she held onto his jacket like a scared child. He took notice and wrapped a protective arm around her.

"You're alright, princess."

Kylo chose the first store. Rey was in awe. They had a top floor and bottom floor. So many young women walked in groups. Rey looked at them in amazement. Girls wearing crop tops and high waisted trousers. Rey was scandalized at first but then she really wanted to join them. Almost everyone dressed like that, making Rey feel like the odd one. Was Rey not normal? Was this normal? No one dressed like this in her magazines.

Kylo led her away from the display of crop tops and tee shirts that were close by before she could even ask to look at them. He showed her a rack of long dresses. Ones with long sleeves and were conservative to a degree. One was a wrap dress that she felt a longing for. As she held it up to her body, it ended just above her knee. Maybe he'd allow it.

Rey looked up at him with pleading eyes. His expression was stone-cold but he grabbed to dress and laid it over his arm to carry for her.

"Thank you, sir." She beamed. She was buzzing with excitement, anxiety fleeting from her bones as she had a new task at hand.

"Don't forget we are going to more stores." He quickly reminded her.

She gasped. "What! More stores? Really?" She was nearly jumping up and down.

"Of course, sweetheart."

They carried on, looking around. Rey would get brave and asked if she can get a shorter dress but he'd always shut her down. He did allow however for her to get a more tighter fitting dress, his reasoning was for in case they had a party to go to.

They went to the next store where Rey found her new obsession. Skirts. She wanted a short skirt. She wanted what all the other girls had.

As she watched these women that were her age wearing short skirts and jeans, she felt left out. This one girl was taking to her friends as she tried on a tight velvet skirt.

"You look so hot!" One friend said.

"Dylan is going to be so jealous." Another injected.

Rey wanted to join them. Instead she was standing at a display counter of simple tee-shirts she could use as a layering basic. Kylo was asking her which color she preferred but she wasn't listening.

"Rey, are you listening to me?" He nearly growled.

She quickly looked up at him. "Oh, sorry. I-I was distracted." She looked back at them but her heart sank when she noticed they were looking at her, one of them giggling before looking away. Rey felt sad. The type of sadness she felt when Jessica whispered to Jyn about Rey. How they laughed and walked away. Sadness with a mix of hot embarrassment. She looked at Kylo. "I want what they have." She knew she sounded childish but she just couldn't help it.

He raised an eyebrow. "What do they have that you want?"

"Skirts,"

He let out a low chuckle. "Rey, we can look at skirts but I don't think any are appropriate here."

"No, I-I want a short skirt. One that shows my knees fully. I want the type that the girl is wearing."

Kylo looked over and Rey watched his nostrils flare. She was treading dangerous waters. But she was desperate. She wanted what they had! It wasn't fair! His eyes set back into her. "Do you think because we're in public I won't punish you?"

She looked at her feet. "N-no, sir. It's just... I want to look like them."

"Whores?" He prompted darkly.

"I just want to fit in." She said in a small voice.

He sighed heavily as he contemplated it. Rey's heart was racing again and she tried to prepare herself for a blow to the face. But it never came. Instead he grabbed her arm and guided her into another room where a rack of skirts lied.

Rey couldn't believe it. She touched the fabrics and tried to ignore the anger on Kylo's face. She chose a jean skirt. It was the closest thing she'd get to jean trousers.

Kylo just ripped it from her hands. "You can get one more thing from here."

She hugged into him and looked up at his face. "I love you."

He instantly melted into her. He leaned down to give her a peck on the lips.

"Do you need help with anything?" A sales associate asked the pair.

Rey looked up at Kylo to answer who seemed mildly annoyed to be interrupted. "No, we're fine." The woman walked away with a nod of her head.

Rey skipped over to get another dress. This time a blue on. She was on cloud nine now. "Blue is my favorite color."

"Is it?" He asked. "You should have told me sooner."

"W-well I don't mind pink that much." She added, mainly for his benefit than if it was the truth. But the more she thought about it. Pink was a pretty color but couldn't be compared to blue. The sea is blue and she always wanted to go to the beach. The sky is blue too, the only amount of color that ever touched her life. The rest was quite colorless and grim.

"We'll paint the walls for your bedroom back in America." He said.

Rey forgot that she's leaving England and it felt bitter. That meant she'd be so far from Rose. She forced smile and nodded her head.

As they walked up to the counter to check out, Rey watched as they rung the items up and how Kylo handed over a black card for the cashier to swipe. She had a tattoo of a monarch butterfly.

"I like your tattoo." Rey felt compelled to say.

The woman smiled warmly. "Thanks, I got it because my mum loved them."

Rey felt happy to have this small interaction with anyone other than Kylo. It was special.

As they walked away, Kylo turned to her. "Don't expect me to allow you to get one."

"I don't want one, don't worry." She reassured him.

They continued on to the third store, this time Rey got more than two things. She tried on ten different dresses for Kylo. He'd either allow it or veto it. Rey came out in a long sleeve dress that was simple and covered her but it felt ill-fitted. Thankfully Kylo told her to change out of it.

She snuck a blue dress in that had puffy sleeves and a puffy bodice where her breast would fit with lacing up the front. It was a modern twist to the famous medieval type bodice. Rey liked it and it covered the top parts of her knees.

She came out with a big smile. He however looked at her with a stern expression as he took in her appearance.

"I like it. It's pretty."

"It's low cut." He pointed out.

If Rey had breasts they'd may be bulging but she didn't, so it just showed a generous amount of her chest and neck.

"I thought I could wear a cardigan." She quickly added. "Please, sir. I won't wear it with guests around."

He stared daggers into her doe eyes but she didn't back down. She just continued beg him.

"You're becoming spoiled." He pointed out. She bit the inside of cheek, waiting for him to continue. "Fortunately, I love spoiling you."

She sighed with relief. "You're the best."

He rolled his eyes. "Try on the next one."

The sun was starting to get lower in the sky and Rey was starting to grow hungry after their shopping adventure. Soon Kylo's arms were filled with bags from different stores they ventured into. Rey couldn't stop gushing over which outfit she was going to wear next. She could hardly decide.

Kylo started putting her things away intiy the car as she rambled on. As she did so, her eyes traveled along the street. She was talking away when she saw a name. A familiar name in lights above a store.

Kira

She felt like she had deja Vu. But then memories started to flood back to her. Memories of her dad getting hyped over football while she sat next to him on the couch. She'd cheer with him just to join in on the fun. He'd say how he hoped she became a famous footballer. She remembered her mum being upset with her because she didn't want to wear her coat outside.

"Kira, it's too cold! You're going to catch your death if you don't wear your jacket." Her mother bickered.

"No! I don't want to!"

"Kira Mae, do not make me kick your ass."

Rey ended up wearing the coat but she wasn't happy about it... Rey... Kira. She was Kira. Kira Mae Johnson. She couldn't remember her parents names or remember their features well. She just knew her mum had hair like hers and a similar face shape. Her dad had a buzzcut and smelled of cigarettes. She wished desperately to remember their faces. But it was blank.

"Where did you go?" Kylo teased.

She noticed how she stopped talking completely. She tried to bring herself out of it. She opened her mouth to tell him how she remembered her name from her old life but instantly stopped. She remembered what happened to Marie and didn't want the same fate.

"Sorry, I got distracted." She tried to continue on about what she wanted to wear but all she could think about was her name and her memories.

The facade was begining to crack.

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Over the course of a few days, more and more memories hit Rey like a train. She remembered how her dad's name was Jon and her mum was Mary. She remembered how Rey once got a real barbie doll for Christmas one year and she screamed and leaped with joy.

Small, quick memories from the past popped up from time to time. Rey was remembering. But she didn't know why she wasn't with her parents anymore. What changed? What happened to her parents?

She wanted to desperately ask Kylo but knew she couldn't. She'd be punished.

She went upstairs into her bedroom and pulled out the notes that Marie wrote. Rey felt sinful and shameful but she had to know if this girl had answers. This was rogue behavior but Rey tried to reason with herself. She was still grateful for Kylo but she had curiosities about the past.

She sat on her knees and went through the notes. Nothing about the institution, just that Kylo was evil and that she needed to escape. Rey skimmed those, not wanting to believe it. Kylo wasn't evil. He was a good man. It was her fault when he was angry.

She eventually found a journal. It seemed to be therapeutic for Marie to write. She'd talk about her day to day life. Sometimes she'd say how Kylo apologized and vowed to be better, but it wouldn't be long in the entries when he was abusive again.

Rey gave up trying to find answers. She would never get them. Did her parents abandon her? She did remember how dirty and small their flat was. Maybe they couldn't afford to take care of her anymore and they thought the institution would be best. It'd give her a better life. She definitely got to enjoy a big bedroom with a bunch of luxury items like magazines and a CD player.

She heard footsteps suddenly and she scrambled to put the papers away. By the time the drawer was shut, Kylo entered. He stared at her for a moment with suspicion.

"What are you doing?" He asked as he stepped into the room.

Rey jumped to her feet. "Nothing," she replied quickly, too quickly. She just smiled, hoping he'd let it go.

Kylo just approached her and gave her a chaste kiss. He rested his hands on her hips. He brushed his nose against hers before kissing her again, this time more deeply. She wore her jean skirt and Kylo took advantage of it by slipping his hand under her skirt to grip her ass cheek. He knead the flesh and pressed Rey closer to his body. She let out a small giggle as he began to devour her.

He slowly backed her towards her bed until her knees buckled and she fell backwards. She smiled up at him sheepishly as she spread her thighs. Tauntingly. This was dangerous of her but luckily Kylo's eyes danced with lust. He crawled onto the bed, dipping it under his weight. His thin chain swinging in the air.

He ran his hand over the front of her thigh, gathering her skirt up. He looked so intense, making Rey feel a thrill run down her spine. Suspense was in the air as she didn't know what his next move would be.

"I've missed you, sweetheart." He said huskily. "All I've been thinking about was tearing your panties off and shoving them down your throat so you couldn't scream."

Before she could say anything, he was kissing her again while tugging her panties down her thighs. They were around her knees when Rey heard a chime. She had only heard it a few times but she knew it was from Kylo's phone.

He groaned against her mouth. He pulled his phone out and pressed it to his ear. "Yeah?" He asked roughly. He pressed his lips to Rey's face as there were murmurs on the other end. He pulled back with a sharp inhale of annoyance. "I fucking told you two first class tickets. Not business class... I don't care if it means leaving a day earlier. Don't call me again until that is done." He hung up before tossing his phone to the side. He looked down at Rey and ran his fingers through her hair. "We'll be going home very soon. We'll have to start packing your things tomorrow. I can't wait for you to see your new home. Our rooms aren't connected but you'll still be close. We'll have a pool and a rooftop for you to sunbath."

Rey had only one thought. "What about Rose? Will she be coming to America too?"

He gave her a condescending frown. "No, baby. Just us."

Rey's heart shattered. She felt tears rising. "All never see her again?"

He wiped her tear away with a brush of his thumb. "No, I'll let you call her. You can talk on the phone once in a while and send letters. Okay? Of course I'll supervise your interactions but you'll still get to hear her voice. But that means you have to be perfect."

"I will be." She promised.

He groaned as he kissed her. "I just want to fuck a baby into you right now."

"Then do it, sir." She heard herself reply.

There was a dark glint in his eyes as he flipped her onto her stomach and started to take her roughly.

Kylo stayed home to help Rey pack up all the things she wanted to take to America, unsurprisingly, there wasn't much. Kylo talked about his home nonstop but Rey had no joy in leaving. England was her home. London was her home. Los Angeles would never compare.

Kylo had packed his luggage much like her. Most of her things would be sent overseas to his home before they arrive. She'd be taking a small blue carry-on for the journey.

Kylo chose to ignore Rey's obvious true feelings about this whole thing. She had no choice. America would be her new home.

The night before leaving, Kylo snored soundly beside her while she clutched the sheets and stared at the ceiling. She wanted to cry but she tried to remain numb. This wasn't about her wants. Besides, it was silly of her to ignore the fact that he's American and he'd want to go back to where he's from.

Maybe it wouldn't be so bad. Maybe it'd be fun. He mentioned going to beaches and he'd teach her how to surf. She didn't know what that meant but it sounded fun. This could be fun.

It will be fun.

Kylo woke her up early, too early. She hardly got any rest but she would probably get some on the plane. They didn't even have breakfast, Kylo said they'd have it when they arrive to the airport.

When they got into the car, the sun was just starting to rise. Rey was fighting sleep. What woke her up was how Kylo handed her what felt like a small booklet.

"This is your passport. You are 20 and named Rey Ren, you are my wife. Got it? It might not come up but go with it." He told her sternly.

"Okay," Rey could barely make out her picture. It was her headshot from the institution. She looked different, sadder and younger, even though it was only taken five months prior.

She got a small thrill at the idea of being his wife, even if it was only pretend.

The airport was crowded and had stores like the ones Rey went to with Kylo. There were even places to eat.

The two went through the motions. Rey stood in line with Kylo, holding onto his hand. She was shaking like a leaf. It seemed scary. Going on a plane. She had no idea what to expect.

When they were on the other side and their luggage went on the conveyer belt. They got a bite to eat. Rey enjoyed eating something called a breakfast burrito. Kylo seemed on edge, watching their surroundings like a hawk.

"I'm nervous about the plane." Rey admitted. "What is it like?"

He finally looked at her. "It's fine. You get to lay down and have a nap and they give you a blanket and pillow. You'll get champagne if you want any. You can watch a movie, I'll allow one this one time. It'll be good."

"You're not scared?" Rey asked.

He chuckled. "No, princess. My father was a pilot. I was steering a plane before I could walk. It's safer than driving a car."

That brought her some comfort.

After breakfast, they sat in waiting seats, hoping to soon board. Rey watched a family of Americans sit across from them. Their teenage daughter talking about wanting to stay an extra day. Not far away was a new mother holding onto her infant. She was reading a fantasy book while her baby breastfed. There were a few business men in suits.

Rey was dressed in a pretty dress, not matching the relaxed attire of most of the people around her. She wished she could wear sweatpants and a cozy jumper.

She had nothing to read, nothing to idle with. Kylo was playing on his phone, ignoring her. She just twirled her thumbs and looked around some more.

There were a couple crying not too far away. The girl was hugging into her boyfriend who would be leaving. Rey wondered why the girl didn't go with him.

Finally, they started to board. When they mentioned first class, Kylo stood up and grabbed her arm. They showed their tickets and went down a narrow hallway that connected to the plane.

Kylo smiled at her and touched outside the plane. "For luck," Rey copied him and followed him inside. He was greeted by flight attendants kindly.

Rey was pleased to find herself having lots of leg room. She could fully lay down but unfortunately there was a divider between her and Kylo.

She sat down in her assigned seat and tried to sit pretty. Kylo moved beside her and lowered the divider. He leaned over and gave her a peck on the lips.

She grabbed a hold of his hand for comfort.

"This will be fun." She tried to tell herself.

"It will be. Then soon we'll be home." He leaned over to grab the seatbelt. "Gotta put this on for safety." He clicked it in for her and tightened it slightly.

Rey watched as the other people boarded the plane, walking past her. Some looking at her. Kylo gave her hand a squeeze for reassurance. She really hoped this flight was quick.

The moment it started to take off was when her heart hammered in her chest. She squeezed her eyes shut as she felt the plane gaining speed. She squeezed Kylo's hand tighter, making him chuckle.

He smoothed back her hair before kissing her head. When the plane felt like it was tilting to the side, Rey's eyes shot open and she looked at Kylo with great urgency. He only laughed. "It's okay. It's a part of it."

She relaxed when it leveled out. He decided to put a movie on for her. An old Disney film, Snow White. Rey was in awe at it. Drawings coming to life. Kylo watched his own movie, some kind of thriller. Rey got excited when Snow White met the seven dwarves. Happy and Dopey were her favorites.

Eventually when Rey got a drink of Coke, Kylo gave her Dramamine to knock her out for the rest of the flight. They'd be on the plane for nearly 12 hours by the time they arrive.

Rey fell asleep quickly. Kylo had a flight attendant get her a blanket. He drank champagne and watched several movies in peace. He occasionally checked on Rey, but he knew she'd be okay.

When they arrived to Los Angeles, Rey had been awake from a few hours. She was slightly drowsy but Kylo promised to let her nap when they arrived.

Rey was amazed by how warm it was. She enjoyed the palm trees. It was so beautiful and sunny.

When she made it to Kylo's home she was amazed. It was a modern mansion near Venice beach. He opened the front gates that was so high, concealing the home from the public. They walked up the paved walkway and up to the large front door. When the door opened, Rey was amazed to find the flooring hard oak. The inside was sleek and modern. It had more color than Kylo's home in London. The windows were huge, letting lots of sunlight in. They were greeted by an entrance hall that connected to a sitting area. The mansion had four stories. There were stairs with floating oak steps that led downstairs and upstairs.

"Home sweet home." Kylo grinned.

Rey smiled back. Not knowing things would only get worse.

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The place was bigger than the one in London. The ceilings were much higher and it felt less suffocating with the panoramic windows to show the crystal blue in-ground pool in the backyard or the evergreen grass yard. There were so many patios around the mansion that you could sit outside on.

The kitchen was big, with oak cabinets and islands while the countertops were made of quartz.

The first floor was where the gym, car garage, maid quarters, wet bar and home theatre were. The second floor was where the kitchen, dining room and living room was. Third floor were where the bedrooms resided, along with a small sitting area by the stairs landing and Kylo's office was.

Rey's new bedroom had sky blue walls and was slightly smaller than her bedroom back in London. But it was alright. She had mirror sliding doors to her closet and her own bathroom that was bigger than before. She had a huge corner bathtub and a shower next to it.

Her bedding was a matching blue with floral print. She had big fluffy pillows and a throw blanket at the foot of the bed.

She didn't have her magazines or her puzzles, but Kylo brought her CD player and added a few more classical albums to start her collection. He gave her a subscription to women's magazines he deemed appropriate. She'd get a new catalog every month. He even added clothing catalogs for her to circle and show him if she wanted something new.

In his office he had a book collection, he said she was welcome to look at those but they were beyond her reading level and she wouldn't be able to grasp any concept, something he knew.

Rey was falling into routine of cleaning the new spaces. It had collected dust and was an actual chore for her to do. The fridge was stocked with fresh foods for her to cook.

She still felt an aching feeling in her chest though. She missed her home. She missed Rose. Being thousands of miles away made it harder. Although they didn't see each other much at all, Rey still knew she was nearby.

Kylo said he'd let her call Rose but it seemed he wouldn't suggest it himself. She wondered if it was her who should ask to call Rose. Would he be angry with the request? He was a busy man after all. Maybe it'd be too bothersome to ask.

Rey decided she'd ask Kylo when he got home from work. Her hands shook at the thought, but she was going to be brave. She had been very well-behaved. Surely he'd recognize that. She hadn't complained much at all.

She prepared Alfredo pasta for when he came home. She even made garlic bread. She knew he liked it. She even went onto the first floor to the wine cellar. He had loads of wine to choose from. She got overwhelmed by the choices. They all had names Rey couldn't pronounce. She just grabbed a random red wine and went back upstairs to the kitchen.

Things felt more boring in a bigger space. Rey was more aware of how alone she truly was. Kylo's company wasn't enough. She felt guilty for thinking that, but she couldn't help it. Kylo also wasn't much for conversation. They'd have the same boring conversation about what Rey did and then Kylo would give a vague answer for what he had done that day. They'd then have sex.

Rey was finding the sex boring and tiresome too. Kylo would just take her roughly from behind before leaving her alone, very solemnly does she get to sleep beside him. Rey's body would ache but she couldn't tell him no. She'd just bite her lip and let him take her again. She started staring at the wall or ceiling and picturing them having a family. Lots of kids to keep her company. Two girls and two boys so it's even.

Rey's reverie was disturbed when she heard the front door open. Kylo shouldn't be home so early. The sauce wasn't even near to being done.

But who entered the kitchen wasn't Kylo at all. Rey let out a loud scream and grabbed a knife, she brandished it at the man.

He was shorter than Kylo and had dark hair that was tucked under a black beanie. He looked young. He held his hands up in defense.

"Who's! Whoa! I'm not here to hurt you, Rey!" The man said quickly.

"How do you know my name? Who are you?" She hissed.

"I'm Dopheld Mitaka! Mr. Ren's assistant." The man said.

"What's an assistant?" Rey questioned.

"I basically do whatever he tells me. He calls me his dog, if that tells you anything. Look, I-I'm just here to get something from his office."

Rey finally noticed that the man refused to look her in the eye. Like he was scared she'd turn him into stone.

"Oh... um... Sorry." Rey replied as she set the knife down. "W-would you like bread? I haven't toasted them yet. I'm trying to make garlic bread." Having a new face was exciting. Finally someone new. "I can butter it for you."

Dopheld Mitaka seemed confused at first but he shrugged his shoulders. By the looks of the cut on his lip, he didn't get treated nicely often.

"Sure, thank you. I-I'll be right back." He awkwardly shuffled up the stairs.

Rey wondered if she should follow him, but decided to stay put and butter the artisan bread. When he came back down, she was quick to walk up to him, he flinched, making her stop quick in her tracks. She handed him the slice of bread.

"Sorry again. It's nice to see a new face." She smiled politely.

In his hand was a file. Rey wondered what was inside, but it was none of her business. He took the bread and smiled sheepishly. "Yeah, you'll learn quickly that it's not."

She knitted her eyebrows together. "What do you mean?"

He hesitated. "Nothing, it's nice to meet you. Thank you for the bread." He turned and left her standing there.

She was bemused for a little while as she stared at the door. She eventually broke out of her trance and went back to cooking. It'd be nice to have a friend for a little bit.

When Kylo arrived back home, dinner was served. Rey got a good view of him as he walked into the room. He smiled at her and walked over to the table. He leaned over to kiss her cheek before seating himself.

She grabbed his hand excitedly. "I met your assistant! Dopheld was very nice." Rey noticed his eye twitch at the mention of the man's name. She decided it must just be a tick. "I gave him a slice of bread to apologize for nearly stabbing him with a knife." She giggled. "I thought he was an intruder."

"You spoke to him?" He said, Rey didn't catch the warning in his tone. A tone she'd soon fear.

"Erm, yes." She replied, a bit confused.

"I don't want you to talk to him." He said sharply.

From the growing look in his eyes, Rey just nodded her head. "O-okay,' she had a small voice in her head whisper he doesn't have to know they talk. "How was your day?" She asked, changing it to a safer topic.

He went along, giving her a vague answer she expected. She tried her hardest not to roll her eyes. She felt naughty for thinking about doing it, but their routine was growing stale. There was no longer comfort in habitual days.

She started looking forward to when Dopheld came to visit. It was rare, but welcomed each time. She would give him a pastry she was making, or ask how the weather was. It was the same, it was hot out. Rey couldn't read Fahrenheit, so she had no idea what the temperature was.

She was too scared to go outside regularly. She only went outside if Kylo went outside to swim. It felt too scary when she was alone. But the growing days made it look inviting.

"Do you know how to swim?" Rey asked Dopheld as she followed him throughout the house.

"Yes? Don't you?" He asked.

"No," she said flatly. "I hadn't seen a pool before. Is it nice? Mr. Ren's skin is always cold when he gets out. Is that normal?"

If she was pestering him with questions, she hadn't noticed. She had never spoken to a man so close to her age before. It was nice. Older men can be boring. Kylo only ever wants her to have sex. It's been awhile since they've had a nice conversation.

"Rey, don't you have Mr. Ren to ask these to?" Dopheld finally asked after the next stream of questions as they reached the front door.

"No, we don't talk much." She frowned. "Does he talk to you?"

Dopheld sighed heavily. "If you count shouting."

"He shouts at you? Why?"

He gave her a soft smile, like he felt sorry for her. She watched his Adam's apple bob. "I gotta go. Have a nice day, Rey."

"Do you have to go?" The words spilled from her mouth as she gripped the door. "W-we can-"

"I've wasted enough time as it is. I don't need a reason to be shot." He replied, exiting without glancing back at her. He shut the door behind him, leaving her alone.

Wasted time? She thought they were friends. Secret friends. Rey felt her eyes fill with hot tears. Were they not friends? Was she friendless? Truly friendless.

She had been in California for what she gathered to be a month and a half and she was bloody miserable. She was truly alone. She had started talking to her reflection. She pretended it was someone else. A girl named Sally. They looked like twins but Sally was from Devon.

Rey sat at that stupid dinner table, waiting for Kylo to come home. He did but she didn't greet him. She just frowned at him. His quick change in behavior was not a welcomed one. His eyes darkened.

"Where's my greeting?" He asked her.

"I'm bored," she admitted. "I have no friends, I'm stuck in this big house by myself. I'm bored. I'm lonely."

He was silent for a moment. He was calculating her. He sucked on his tooth. "I can stay home-"

"No!" She snapped. She got to her feet and approached him. "I'm lonely. I miss Rose. I miss having some kind of interaction. You only ever want to have sex. You don't talk to me anymore and I'm bored." She braced herself for speaking out of turn. She would be beaten badly, but at least it'd be a change.

He didn't hit her. He just stared at her. He was livid. So livid. She could see a vein popping out of his neck. She was waiting for him to speak, to say anything. But he just grabbed her by her throat, squeezing tightly. She chocked out, trying to gasp air. He spun them around and pinned her against the wall, knocking a tall houseplant to the ground as she kicked her legs and clawed at his hand.

She stared into his eyes, his lifeless eyes as he raised her off her feet. She felt his fingernails digging under her skin. She couldn't even scream.

"How's this for a change? Huh?" He smirked, like the devil himself. He watched her struggle like it was amusing. She was certain she was going to die, but he let go of her throat, letting her drop to the ground, taking greedy breaths of air.

She let out a horse gasp as she began to sob from the shock of it all. She felt like she nearly tasted death. She stared at the ceiling, thankful for it not being the golden light.

Kylo squat down near her body. He held his phone out to her. He was still smiling like a madman. A guilty voice told her she deserved it. But did she really deserve this?

"How about we call our friends." He said in a gentle tone. She'd never get over the whiplash of his emotions.

She watched his thumb click random buttons and then a ringtone started. She listened to a few rings before there was a voice on the other side.

"Yes, sir?" Hux's voice was strained, like he was holding back by a thread.

"Put Rose on the phone." Kylo ordered.

There was a pause. "Hello?" Rey heard Rose ask softly. She sounded like she was frightened.

"Rose? It's Rey!" Her throat was sore, but she still managed to squeak the words. "I've missed you. I've missed you so much!" She felt tears burning her eyes.

"Rey, I've missed you too." Her voice thick with tears and sorrow.

"What's it like back home?" Rey asked, slowly reaching to hold the phone by herself.

"Rainy,"

Rey snickered. Yeah, she figured. "It never rains here. I never thought I'd miss rain."

"No rain sounds wonderful." Rose sounded more normal now was she gained confidence.

"I wish you were here. We have a pool, it's like a small lake of clean water. You swim in it. We could learn how to swim together. The sun is really hot. Too hot. I wonder if we're closer to the sun here."

"That sounds so nice. Is the water warm?"

"No, I think it's cold. Mr. Ren says it's refreshing. I think it's to fight the heat. He jumps into the pool, it'd be fun to do that."

"Is it deep?"

"I'm not sure. I haven't gone in but at some parts it's up to Mr. Ren's neck. But there's one end that seems more shallow."

This simple conversation felt so nice. Like a breath of clean air. Rose made her feel safe. Even though she was just choked, all that mattered was that she could hear Rose's voice.

Kylo stopped their conversation after ten minutes. Rey wanted to fight, but she lost all the fight she had. She said a tearful goodbye. Kylo promised they'd call again in a few days but Rey knew better than to trust his word.

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Kylo kept his word. Rey got to talk to Rose the next day. They spoke for twenty minutes about nothing that even mattered, but it was enough to keep Rey from going mad.

Rey talked to Rose on the stairs while Kylo busied himself in his office. She hadn't laughed so hard in so long. Her voice rang up the stairs.

Rose had been feeling sick and it was enough to send them both into hysterics. But Rose said she had a doctor's appointment. They had sex education, it was minimal, but enough for them to know. Sex and feeling nauseous and weak isn't a good mix. Rey imagined Hux had more than just anal sex. Did Rose have birth control? Rey didn't know. She was too scared to ask.

Rose promised to update her on their next phone call. Rey didn't know what would happen if Rose got pregnant. There has been rumors of some mean men who kill the women who fall pregnant. Hux seemed like one of those men.

But Rey tried not to let those negative thoughts dampen her mood. She was happier than she had been in a long time.

Mentions of the pool also sparked her interest. When Kylo went off to work, Rey went to the backyard, opening the glass sliding door. She let her bare feet feel the cool stones from the shade. As she stepped into the sun, it was like hot coals. She jumped onto the grass, it not feeling any nicer.

She hissed as she made her way onto the top step of the pool, her soles touching the cool water, soothing the pain away. She took a brave step deeper, lifting her dress so it didn't get wet.

It was cold initially but she soon got used to the feeling. It was refreshing, despite her forehead beading with sweat.

She decided to take her dress off, leaving her in her bra and knickers. She sat on the second step, feeling the coolness bite down to her bones. She gasped at the feeling of the cold water lapping at her legs.

She waited to gain her bravery before getting in fully. She slowly sunk from one step to another before her feet were on the pool floor.

She didn't stray too far, she stayed close to the steps. But she attempted to swim to the side, but she got a mouth full of water. She didn't give up, she tried to emulate what she saw Kylo do. But she didn't want her head to go under the water.

After an hour of swimming around, she decided to jump in. She got out of the pool, water pouring down her legs. She went to the side and jumped in, letting her head under the water. She jumped to her feet and shot out, drawing in a breath of humid air.

She grinned big as she got out to do it again and again. She got more comfortable, doing a twirl before landing in the water.

Rose would enjoy this. She'd love jumping in the water. She'd like swimming around and pretending they are mermaids from that one fairytale.

"Rey?" She heard a voice shout as she jumped into the pool.

She popped her head up and saw Dopheld Mitaka looking horrified to see her in the water.

"Hello Dopheld!" Rey waved. "Look! I'm swimming! Watch me jump!" She scrambled out of the pool, forgetting to be modest in her underthings. She started to walk by the side of the pool to jump back in. Her eyes looked over to see Dopheld watching, and she saw Kylo exiting the house looking like a cloud of fury. His eyes narrowing and looking menacing as he strutted towards Dopheld like a predator. Rey's smile left her face as she felt the water swallow her up.

She was too scared to emerge this time, too scared to see Kylo be angry. She had to breathe however. She popped back up to see Dopheld's head under the water, his arms flailing while Kylo held his head down with all his might, his face a deep shade of red.

"No!" Rey screamed. She got back out and ran around the pool to Kylo. "Let go! Let go!" She begged.

"You like watching her?" He gritted, looking only onto Dopheld. "Like watching her swim? You fucking pervert! I'll fucking kill you!"

"Kylo!" She boldly shouted. "Kylo stop!" She grabbed his arm but he threw her off, causing her to lose her balance and fall into the deep end.

She opened her mouth to gasp, only to choke on water. She tried to kick her feet, and move her arms. She had no idea what way was up or down. She forced her eyes open, she looked up at the light dancing against the surface.

She had to make it there. She thought quickly, kicking her legs and moving her arms wildly. How did Kylo do it? She kicked her legs like she saw him do. Like scissors. She could do it. She moved her arms trying to help herself.

Something or someone dived beside her. She couldn't process who it was through the bubbles, the person picked her up and helped her reach the surface. She cough up the water and drew breaths of air. Kylo helped her to the edge and lifted her out of the water. She crawled onto the grass, coughing and wheezing.

"Are you stupid?" He shouted at her. "Don't you ever get in my way when I'm angry! I can't see anything but red. And you shouldn't be near water unsupervised! You could have drowned long before I was here to save you!" He got out, drenched, his clothes sticking to his body. He knelt over her, grabbing her face to analyze her. "Can you breathe? Do you feel alright?"

She nodded her head. She managed to look over his shoulder to see half of Dopheld's body under the water. He wasn't moving.

"Dopheld!" She screamed.

"He's dead. He's dead." Kylo said this as if it was soothing. "He was watching you. He shouldn't be looking at what isn't his." He stroked her cool cheek. "Come on, let's get you dried off." He lifted her up, without him she wouldn't be able to move. She was in complete shock. It was her fault he was dead. If she hadn't told him to watch her jump, he wouldn't be dead.

Kylo took care in wrapping her up in a towel and making calls to what he said were doctors. He didn't even bother to take off his soaked jacket. His shoes squeezed with each movement.

Rey felt numb. Kylo killed her friend and she couldn't even call him her friend. Why wasn't he angry that she was nearly naked? Wasn't it her fault? She shouldn't allure other men. Did she lure in Dopheld? He seemed so nice. He was nice. He didn't deserve this.

She looked over to see where his body still laid.

"His body will be dealt with." Kylo said as he typed on his phone after a phone call. "They said you'll be fine. Just take it easy today, okay? We can do something nice." He stroked her hair. "I was so worried I was going to lose you. My beautiful girl."

Rey tried to smile but it was difficult. She kept looking at Dopheld, wanting to apologize, thinking she could make this right somehow.

"It was my fault." She admitted. She looked up at Kylo as her eyes filled with tears. "I-I told him to watch me-" Kylo sent a hard slap across her face. She felt she deserved that one. She sobbed harder. "I wanted to show someone what I could do. I-I could jump into the water." She finished.

"Oh, sweetheart." He cooed. He got down on his knee and cupped her hand over her sore cheek. His eyes were filled with mocked sympathy. Rey was realizing that he wasn't as kind as she had thought he was. "He didn't give a fuck about what you could do. He cared that he could see your cunt through your soaked panties." His tone stayed in that sickly sweet voice.

She wanted to tell him he was wrong. He was wrong. Dopheld wasn't a pervert. He was kind. And he didn't deserve to die.

"A-are you mad at me?" She asked, wanting to get this over with.

He wiped her drying tear away. "Only a little. But I forget how stupid you can be."

"S-stupid?" She choked.

"But it's not your fault. We made you stupid for a reason." He kissed her head.

How was this supposed be comforting? He just called her fucking stupid! And that they did it for a fucking reason? She had never wanted to strangle someone before, but she wanted to strangle him.

"I am not stupid." She said, trying not to show her anger.

"You're not stupid all the time, baby. You're my sweet smart girl."

She was stupid but his smart girl? None of this made any sense! Why was he going back and forth? She can't be both... But maybe he doesn't mean to offend her. Perhaps he knew something she didn't. Maybe she was reading this situation wrong. Maybe she was just stupid about other men and their intentions. Maybe she was stupid to strip down and jump into the pool.

She just tried to smile and nodded her head.

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Rey grieved silently. Even on her phone calls with Rose, she couldn't say out loud how she felt about it all. She could only say that she felt like it was all her fault that he was dead. Rose tried to comfort her but Rey couldn't say that she saw him as a friend. He kept her from going fully mad.

Sometimes Rey would just wait for a perfect moment to break down into tears.

His body was removed the same day and Rey watched the body bag be taken away like he was nothing. Like he mattered to no one. They cracked jokes about him. They had bets to see how long he'd last. He was just a kid. Nineteen years old and dead. Did he have family? Did someone love him? Rey hoped so.

On Kylo's day off, Rey spent it on her back. Kylo huffed and puffed on top of her. She grew numb to it all. She couldn't feel. She wished she could enjoy the moment, but she couldn't.

He tossed her onto her stomach and took her roughly from behind. She gripped the bedsheets and tried to be in the moment. But she couldn't be. She didn't want to have sex. She was sore from the night before and the night before that. He was just hitting a sore spot over and over, she fought the tears from the pain. She tried to keep it together until he finished. She hoped he finished soon. He'd fall asleep and Rey could continue her chores.

When she finally felt his body halt as he came inside her, she let out a sigh. He rolled into his back and pulled her close. His chest heaved and he wore a smile on his face. She smiled back, at least he was happy.

She kissed him chastely. She played with his dark hair as she soaked in his features. He was a handsome man when he smiled. When he looked relaxed. She leaned down, kissing him more deeply, he accepted it wholeheartedly. She looked forward to these small moments.

"I wish we could stay in bed forever." Rey sighed. "But I have to finish my chores."

"Just a little bit longer." She watched his eyes droop as he fell asleep.

She watched him as he started to snore. She kissed his head and got out of bed. She took a shower and continued on with the day. She stared at the fridge, wondering what to make. She had no motivation. She needed motivation. Or Kylo will be upset with her.

She decided to make something that reminded her of home. Something to comfort her. She always enjoyed Shepard's pie. It always made her smile as it warmed her stomach. It was a rare meal at the institution but a beloved one. Like when they had fig pudding. Maybe she should make that too.

Her spirits were slowly being lifted as she prepared the meat and potatoes. It took her mind off from Dopheld Mitaka and onto something more positive.

She felt lighter as she did her other chores. A good meal can set everything right. All of her sorrowful feelings can melt away and leave her full of joy.

When Kylo was awake, he went to the gym in the basement and then straight to his office. They didn't talk. Rey started to greet him but he shut her down quickly as he went up the stairs.

She tried not to be offended and went back into the kitchen. She started on lemon tarts. Baking was good therapy. A good distraction from her life. She drifted into a daydream. She thought of a world where she could go out into the public with Rose. They'd swim in pools and go shopping at stores all by themselves. They'd be like the teenagers Rey saw. They'd be giggling and talking about how a boy will be so jealous to see them dressed up.

She nearly jumped out of her skin when she felt Kylo's hands engulfing her hips. She gave him a relieved smile. He leaned down to kiss her head before picking at the fruit bowl. He wore basic shorts and a tee-shirt. He looked so normal and strange out of a suit.

"What are you planning for dessert?" He inquired.

She beamed up at him. "Lemon tarts."

He hummed. "That sounds good. Do you like them?"

Rey nodded her head. "Yes, once Kaydel, Rose and me snuck into the kitchens after dark- the matron always ate the delicious foods- and there were lemon tarts for the matron and her guests. We snuck a few. It was so delicious. Kaydel was a good lookout so we didn't get caught."

"Did you sneak around often?" He asked as he bit into an apple.

Rey started to blush. "A little. Only when we had a master visit or someone important because we knew good food would be secretly made. It was risky but worth it."

"Well, now you don't have to sneak food. You can have whatever you want." They shared a smile before Kylo's phone started to ring. He was quick to dip out of the room to have a private conversation.

Rey went back to what she was doing. She hoped she didn't end up with a soggy bottom. She was fussy over her pastry when she heard shouting from the other room. Her head whipped towards the doorway as her heart began to race. Was everything okay?

"FUCK!" She heard Kylo scream. "YOU ARE DEAD! YOU PIECE OF SHIT! DO YOU HEAR ME?! YOU'RE FUCKING DEAD!"

She then heard glass shattering. She flinched every time a new item was broken. She slowly exited the kitchen and looked into the living room where vases and photographs of scenery were shattered and sprawled across the rug.

"Clean this up!" Kylo ordered as he pointed at the mess he created.

She got whiplash at his quick switch of emotions. She nodded her head and fled to the closet to retrieve the broom and dust pan.

When she went to work, he was long gone. She hoped he calmed down soon. Who knows what else she'll have to clean up.

She got on her hands and knees, picking glass shards out of the shaggy rug. She then used a hand vacuum to pick up the tiny glass specks.

By then time she was finished, it was time for supper. Kylo waited at the dining table, smoking a cigarette. She hadn't seen him smoke in front of her, but sometimes his clothes smelled like it. She hated the smell.

She tried to smile as she brought the glass pan out with the Shepard's pie made. She was nearly salivating at the sight of it.

His grimace didn't lighten at the sight of her hard work. He turned his nose up at it. "What the fuck is this?" He asked sharply.

Anxiety started prickling the back of her neck. "I-it's Shepard's pie. I-I was missing home and we used to have it-" she stopped speaking as he used one hand to knock it off the table and onto the floor.

"This is shit. Why are you trying to poison me?" He got to his feet, towering over her, making her feel small and meek. She wished the floor would swallow her whole and take her away from whatever was going to happen.

Tears prickled her eyes. She was so scared of him and confused. He always loved her cooking. They've had this before and he was pleased.

"I-I thought-" before she could finish her sentence, he grabbed her roughly by her arms, causing her to scream out. He roughly shoved her to the ground, glass digging into her flesh.

"Eat it! Eat the shit you tried to make me eat?" He growled. "You fucking dog!"

Rey sobbed harder as he pressed her face into the lump of ground beef. She opened her mouth and took a nibble, just to get him off from her. She couldn't taste it. She had her senses taken away from her. She couldn't even feel the pain in her knees.

"Is that good? Huh? Does it taste good?"

She shook her head as he let go of her head. "I'm sorry, I'm so sorry." She cried. She looked up at him as he stood very tall over her. His eyes were so dark and filled with malice. It wasn't her sweet Kylo. Her understanding master.

"You're pathetic." He said lowly before leaving the room.

Rey tried desperately to catch her breath. Her heart felt too big for her chest, like it was going to pop out. She got to her weak legs and noticed blood spilling down them. Her first thought was that she was scared he'd be mad for staining the floor with her blood.

She cleaned up the dining area and tossed her hard work away.

She then went into the bathroom and pulled shards of glass from her knees and doused it in rubbing alcohol, that made her yelp. She put on bandaids and tried to stand up a little taller. It sort of hurt to walk, but her heart hurt more.

Maybe he was just still angry about the call and he wasn't angry with her. She wondered if there was a misunderstanding, or maybe she just displeased him. The thought of displeasing him was the worst option.

What she kept replaying over and over in her head was how he called her a dog. It was an insult, a very mean insult. She had been called that before. At the institution, she got in trouble and the matron forced her on her hands and knees in front of a room of men. She was kicked and hit. She had one man toss his handkerchief and ordered she picked it up with her teeth. If she didn't, the matron would kick her in the head. She said that bad girls get treated this way. Bad girls are treated like dogs.

"Are you a dog, Rey?" Matron Phasma asked.

While tears spilled from her eyes, she shook her head. "N-no," Rey tried not to falter. "I am not a dog."

"Bark," a man had jeered.

When Rey remained silent, Phasma kicked her in the ribs as hard as she could. As Rey remained on the floor, she let out a feeble bark. She felted utterly humiliated.

"You seem like one to me." Phasma smirked cooly.

Rey entered her bedroom to see Kylo sitting on her bed. He looked up from his lap, his eyes rimmed red. She just stood there, too scared to move.

He opened his arms wide, beckoning her closer, to hold her. She slowly walked towards him, feeling her heart pounding in her chest.

When she was right in front of him, he buried his face into her chest, wrapping his arms around her. She slowly rested her hands on the back of his head. Rubbing her thumb over the soft curl of a strand of hair.

"I'm so sorry." He muttered against her. He looked up at her with what she hoped was remorse. "I shouldn't have taken my anger out on you. I shouldn't have done that."

She wanted to tell him, that she didn't think he should have either, but that was the wrong thing to say. There was only one thing she could say.

"I forgive you." The words felt like acid on her tongue. But she had to say it, because it was what he wanted to hear.

He rubbed his thumbs over the small of her back, lighting something inside her that she didn't want to feel at that moment. He gave her a watery smile.

"Good, because I am truly sorry." He planted a kiss on her collarbone. "You're so good to me. I don't deserve you." He placed another kiss, making her skin blaze like a fire.

"I-I'm not a dog?" She asked in a small voice, a voice she'd soon look back at and loathe.

He let out a weak chuckle. "You're not a dog. You're my good little wife."

A smile split from her lips. She cupped his face warmly, liking the idea of being his little wife. "I am?"

He tugged her closer, forcing her to sit on his lap, something she obliged to. He cupped her ass under her skirt. "You are." He was quick to toss her onto her back as he hovered over her. "Want me to show you how good little wives get treated?"

Rey nodded her head sheepishly.

He lowered his body until his face was level with her cunt. He looked up at her like a predator, but Rey wanted it to be love.

She wanted to forgive him. He was being nice now. She was good. But a little voice was still active in the back of her head. A voice she was so desperately trying to ignore.

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Rey woke up to something being tossed onto her bed. She slowly rolled over and saw Kylo fully dressed and smiling. Her eyes widened and she sat up to see a white designer bag. 

"I woke up early to get you this." He sat on the edge of the bed, eager to watch her open it. 

She was weary of the gift, what if it was like the last one? She couldn't go through that again. It was pleasurable but on the verge of torture. 

She pulled out a thinly strapped dress. She gasped as it had a metallic finish, shifting from blue to purple. It was gorgeous. It had a ruffled silhouette, lace trim around the edges. It was a dress that'd show her ankles but flow behind her. It was a very flowy dress, almost hypnotizing by the holographic silks. It had a slit along the side to show some leg. Rey was very impressed by his pick. It was beautiful. It was mature. 

"Do you like it?" He asked. 

"I love it!" She beamed. "It's beautiful!" 

"I'm glad you think so. I want you to wear this at a gala I'm hosting in a few months. You can pick out the shoes you want when I get back." He said standing up. 

"Get back?" She asked. 

"Oh, I didn't tell you. I'm going to be gone for a few days. I have some business that needs to be attended to." He explained. "Don't worry, I'll call you regularly." He leaned down to give her a brief peck on the lips. "Use this time to relax, catch up on some sleep. Do whatever you want." 

"What ever I want?" She parroted. "I could stay in bed? Not get dressed?" 

He shrugged. "Whatever your heart desires, within our rules of course." 

She nodded her head. "But you'll be back soon?" 

"Just two days, I promise." He gave her another kiss before pulling away. "I'll call you when my plane lands." He left swiftly. She watched the door, unable to believe she'd be alone for two whole days. She'd be utterly alone. Her days will only be lonelier than normal. 

Despite the desire to sleep in, she continued her chores, she didn't have much to do, so she made up chores to do, like pick up sticks outside or reorganize her closet space. 

She was very bored.

She did her laundry, even though half of the items didn't need to be washed. She sat the laundry basket onto the couch when the TV suddenly click on. 

She jumped out of her skin when a crime drama began to play. 

There was a girl on a hospital bed, her face heavily beaten. She was crying. "But he said he loved me! He loves me!" 

The camera pointed to a woman and a man in a suit. They exchange glances. 

"If he loved you, he wouldn't hit you." The woman pointed out. 

Rey was captivated with the screen. The woman did look beat up, it was bad. But people get angry. Maybe he was just angry. Maybe he did love her, he was just mad. 

"It was an accident." The girl muttered. 

"Hitting isn't an accident. An accident is accidentally tripping or dropping a cup. Charlotte, we can help you. You don't have to go through this anymore." The woman in the suit said gently. 

Charlotte's point made sense to Rey, but so did the woman's. How can she find both of them rational? They can't both be right. 

Rey found herself sitting down and watching the whole episode. Charlotte eventually leaves her abuser and seeks help from the trauma he put her through and to help her get back into her feet. 

She didn't like the commercials, they were far too long and boring. 

Another episode was starting, it was a woman running down the street in only a nightgown while it was raining. A car eventually stops and the woman hysterically cries. 

"I've been raped!" She shouted. The theme song for the show plays and names of all the actors appears. 

Rey was intrigued. What was rape? Would she find out? 

She was getting excited to learn what it was when the phone started ringing. She sprung into action to find the remote. She was scrambling, scared she'd be caught breaking a rule. Oh no, she broke a rule! 

She eventually found the remote underneath the laundry basket. That must be why it turned on. She was quick to hit the power button, making the screen go black. 

She went to the kitchen and answered the phone. "Hello?" 

"Hey, princess. I've landed in New York. What have you been up to?" Kylo asked. 

"Oh, I've been doing little tasks to keep myself busy." She replied, her palms were sweating and she feared he'd tell her he knew what she did and that she'd be severely punished when he got home. 

Then a thought popped into her head. Isn't that abuse? She quickly shook it away. Of course it's not abuse. He's just teaching her a lesson. Breaking rules has consequences. 

She heard him chuckle. "What happened to being in bed all day?" 

"I'll do that tomorrow." She said. "What are you doing?" 

"I'm going to a bar with some co-workers. We are going to catch up before doing the job." 

"What's the job?" 

"Nothing you need to worry about. You just gotta know that the money I make buys you pretty dresses." 

She smiled lightly. "I miss you. C-can I say your name?" 

"When I call you tonight, you can." He nearly purred. "I gotta go, I love you." 

She was astonished to hear him say that. "I love you too, sir." Her stomach fluttered with butterflies and her heart was beating fast. 

"Goodbye, Princess." 

He hung up the phone and so did she. She couldn't believe he said that! She was the happiest girl alive! He said it and it wasn't during sex! She suddenly felt guilty for watching TV behind his back. 

She decided to finish folding her laundry. 

But she continued to think about the show. She just wanted to know what happens next. All her thoughts consisted of the television show. She just needed to know a little more. Maybe one more episode would suffice her. 

She head back downstairs and sat on the couch. She turned the TV back on but unfortunately the episode was over. But it was midway through a new one. 

She sat in the same spot for hours. She even made a sandwich for dinner so she could eat in front of the TV. 

She learned rape is sex against someone's will or without consent. And she learned what consent was. She was learning so much and watched the poor women go through suffering, but she hardly connected the dots that what was happening to them was pretty close to what was happening to her. 

In one episode, a woman woke up to her male roommate having sex with her when she was asleep. When she woke up and tried to fight him, he started choking her out and when he thought she was dead, he ran for his life. 

Rey knew Kylo had done that to her, but she kept telling herself that it was different. It wasn't the same. Kylo was her master and he can have sex with her whenever he wants. 

She continued watching well into the night. Forgetting about how Kylo said he'd call her. All that mattered to her was that Lisa and Dan caught these criminals and helped the women and men who suffered. 

Rey bet Rose would like this show. She imagined they'd sit together on the couch while eating popcorn, watching the episodes unravel. She could almost hear Rose gasping beside her or grabbing her arm for support. 

She just wanted to pretend she wasn't alone. That Rose was really next to her. 

"That guy is going to get what's coming to him." Rey muttered to the imaginary Rose. "He's going to pay for what he did." 

It was nearly midnight when Rey finally turned the TV off and went to bed. 

She fell asleep quickly, dreaming of herself as a cop, saving an innocent girl's life, but slowly the girl's face looked more like Rey's. And the man she was describing sounded more and more like Kylo. 

It was late morning when Rey woke up. She made herself toast and strong tea. She sat in the quiet kitchen. She could hear a pindrop it was so quiet. Kylo would be home soon and she couldn't wait for it. Only one more day and he'd be back.

She realized he never called last night, but she assumed he just had been busy with his friends. Must be nice to have friends. Maybe she could talk to Kylo about making some friends. There's got to be a few girls from the institution near by. 

She started her day curled up on the couch as she put on another episode. She laid down with a blanket around her. She couldn't wait to see what they got up to. 

However, she didn't expect for an episode to hit her a little too hard. 

A teenage girl was found on the street begging for help. Shouting that she was kidnapped. 

The camera shows her at the police station. She had water beside her. Lisa is sitting across from her, trying to be comforting while the girl fidgeted. 

"What's your name?" Lisa asked gently. 

"They call me Lily." She girl said. 

"They call you it? What's your real name?" 

"I-I don't know. I forgot it. I've been in the institution for so long." 

"Institution?" 

Lily nodded her head. "It's where I met my master. As long as I can remember, I lived in the institution where they taught us to be good to our masters. I was bought when I was fourteen. My master... He was kind at first but then he grew evil." 

The whole episode was just like Rey's experience. Except they called the organization the Second Order. 

They described how they had buildings of young girls conditioned to be servants and sex slaves. 

"They think they belong to a master. That they have no autonomy. It's heartbreaking. Lily's breaking point was when he held a gun to her head and threatened to shoot if she ever begged for food again." Lisa told Dan. "She said she's been thinking about running away for awhile but was scared she'd be sent back to her so-called master." 

"You mean kidnapper." Dan corrected. 

"Or trafficker. Lily was trafficked at a young age. We are trying to find a match with missing girls. She doesn't know her real name or anything before the trafficking ring." 

Rey just watched in awe. In one scene Lily is crying and Lisa is holding her hand. 

"They want you to think you are nothing without them, but you're not. You are so much more. You should be able to decide your future. No more abuse, no more torture. You deserve freedom. You aren't a servant, Lily. You are whatever you want to be." 

Rey found herself crying at the end of the episode. They had said that she was raped, abused and taken from her family. She wasn't a servant made to obey. That was lies they put in her head. 

But if she wasn't a servant to her master, what was her life purpose? Was she even special? Life was easier knowing it was made for her, but now she had no clue who she is. 

Has everything been a lie? Does Kylo even love her? Had she truly been brainwashed as they described it? 

She felt sick to her stomach, nausea creeped up her throat. 

It felt like everything was shattered at once. Everything fell into place and Rey was faced with the cold hard truth. Her life had been a lie. 

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Rey laid in bed facing the wall. It felt like everything she believed in was an utter lie. Shat would be ruined next? Will the sky turn out to be a screen too? Will she find out the institution was made out of cardboard boxes?

She felt defeated. This new information about her life made her feel pointless. She had no purpose in life. She's not special. She's ordinary and all these possibilities are making her head spin. She liked it better to think she had her future planned. She had a small box to fit into and that was comfortable. But now she doesn't know who she is. She's not made to be an indentured servant or wife to the highest bidder, she's to be whatever she wanted. And she didn't like having so many choices to pick from.

She was told she never had to think too hard are learn much because it wouldn't be useful, because she was different. She wasn't different, they just wanted to keep her stupid and manipulated.

She should feel liberated. But she didn't. Why was this knowledge heartbreaking to her? Was she sick in the head? She had already gone rouge, there's no going back now.

She couldn't tell Kylo what she saw. He'd punish her. He had to think she was still oblivious, but maybe she could still mope if she pretends to be asleep when he returned home.

It wasn't long after that thought when she heard the door close behind her. She was quick to shutting her eyes and trying to calm her quickening heart.

She heard footsteps approaching. His body was so close, it was as if she could feel his body heat against her back. His hand rested on the bed as he leaned over her body, trying to see if her eyes were closed. She worked hard to relax her face completely.

She then felt a kiss against her head and footsteps defending. She didn't breathe easy until she heard the door click behind her and the sounds of feet on stairs.

She let out a huge sigh of relief. How was she going to look him in the eye now? He was her trafficker. He didn't love her, he owned her even though she just learned people can't own people. He still paid a hundred thousand pounds for her. With that amount of money, Rey wasn't certain she'd ever be free. He's never let her go, she's have to escape.

She wasn't certain she wanted to escape. She wanted to see her family again and let them know she's okay, but she was also comfortable in America. Yes, Kylo has hit her and called her mean names, but he was still nice to her and she had a good life. It wasn't worth throwing away. Besides, she had that small box with Kylo. She didn't have to think for herself. He covered her future like a canopy. She was comfortable.

She felt her body jolt awake. She couldn't remember when she actually fell asleep. She felt Kylo kissing her neck and running his hand along her hip. She looked back at him in a sleepy haze. He pulled back with a smile. He looked boyish and sweet when he smiled. She gave one back and leaned in, letting him kiss her lips. 

What started as sweet kisses, turned darker. He pressed his hand on her back, forcing her stomach against the mattress. He aggressively peeled her nightgown off from her. She heard him click his tongue with disappointment. 

"W-what?" She asked, it was the first thing she had said to him. 

"I thought I told you no panties?" He asked darkly as he ripped them off from her, making her cry out. "You're lucky I'm in a forgiving mood. Open your mouth." 

She did so, only to have her panties shoved into her mouth. She tried to hold still. Maybe this would still be fun even though her heart was racing with fear. He didn't seem too upset with her. 

She heard him undoing his belt and the shuffle of fabric before she felt his cock pushing slowly against her entrance. She dug her nails into the bedding as he seated himself inside her. He started pulsing his hips against her ass. 

The sensation started to make her whole body grow sensitive. She was soon breathing hard through the fabric in her mouth and allowing her hips to keep up against his. His thumb rubbed tenderly against her waist. 

"Daddy missed you." He grunted. "Were you a good girl?" 

She tried to let out a sound to alert him that she had been. She hoped he didn't know about the TV show she watched. Maybe he was ignorant to it all. She didn't want him to be angry with her. 

He finally came inside her and was quick to leave her ruined. He started pulling his pants back up and his expression wasn't very friendly. 

Rey pulled her ruined underwear from her mouth. "Did I do something wrong?" 

He looked at her with a soft expression. "Of course not, baby." He cupped her face in his large hands. He gave her a gentle kiss. "I'm just not in the mood today." 

In the mood for what? To speak to her? 

"Can I make you something to eat?" 

"Yeah, something quick. You can bring it to my office." He then pulled away while adjusting his cuffs. "I'm going to be in there for most of the day. I have a lot of paperwork to deal with." 

Rey got up from the bed, feeling disheveled from their activities. "Well, I can at least fill your stomach." She head downstairs in a rush. She wanted to keep him in a good mood. 

She rushed around the kitchen to make a quick chicken stir fry. As she cut the vegetables she felt a sick feeling grow in her stomach. Was the small box worth it if she has to try so hard to keep him happy? 

She stared bitterly at the sizzling vegetables, she wished she was one of the green beans. Only having one purpose, to sustain. It was simple. It didn't have the mixed emotions of constantly feeling like it's doing the wrong thing. 

Rey shouldn't get comfortable in this box, no matter how welcoming it was. Because maybe Marie or Autumn was right, Kylo is a liar and will hurt her. He has killed many girls before. Who's to say she isn't next? 

Fifteen minutes later, Rey is putting on a smile and placing the plate on Kylo's desk. She watched him rub a throbbing vein in his forehead. He was looking at documents that Rey couldn't understand. 

"You can go." He said dryly. 

Rey forced a nod and left the room. 

She took a hot shower later that night, resting her head against the cool tiles. She felt like a tornado, a mixture of cold and hot air. 

What the fuck was she going to do? What should she do? She wished she could just be told by a sane person what the right thing to do is. Does she stay with her trafficker because it's easy? Or try and live her own life. Both had benefits and downsides. 

Rey punched the wall, regretting it instantly as she nursed her hand. 

"FUCK!" Rey shouted. She was stunned for a moment, she couldn't believe the words left her mouth. She then felt a flood of relief, like that one word took a lot of stress away. 

There was a bang on the door. "Rey? Are you okay?" She heard Kylo shout frantically. 

Was he always listening to her? Always near? 

"Yeah!" She shouted back. 

"Are you sure? Unlock the door. I don't want any door locked." He ordered. 

Rey turned the water off and wrapped herself in a fluffy towel before answering the door. Kylo looked anxiously down at her. 

"I'm fine," she said sternly. 

He frowned at her like she was a petulant child. She wanted to knock the look right off his stupid face. She had never had these type of violent thoughts until now. It was like all of a sudden she wanted to tear his eyes out. 

"Good girls don't swear." He told her firmly. 

"I'm sorry," it took all her strength to give that reply. 

"You should get ready for bed." She walked past him but he was quick to grab her wrist. "If you are ever upset, you only have to talk to me. Do you need more attention? I shouldn't have shut myself up in my office. We should have spent time together. Come here." He tugged her against his chest. He wrapped her up into a hug and all her hatred melted away. She buried her face into his shirt, breathing in his cologne. 

"This is enough," she hated how pathetic she sounded. She was so easily forgiving. 

She felt his chest rumble when he chuckled. He rubbed her back soothingly. "You know, I thought about you the whole time. I couldn't wait to come back home and see your beautiful face. We'd cuddle all day and fuck. I pictured you nice and round with my children." She felt his hand creep up her arm. He rubbed his thumb over where her implant was place. "Sometimes I fantasize about cutting you open and ripping the implant out of you. We'd fuck like crazy and I'd watch you leak my cum all over the house. You wouldn't be wearing any clothes until there's a baby in you." Rey could feel his growing erection against her. 

"I-I'm not ready for babies, Kylo." He was scaring her again. How can he make her feel things so quickly and so strongly? 

"No?" He cooed. "You were a week ago. What changed?" 

She let out a weak laugh as he back her up towards her bed. "I've changed my mind. I'm still young." 

"Don't be scared. You'd enjoy every second of it." His voice was sweet, but his eyes were deadly. Rey was scared but was also growing aroused by it. She fell back onto her bed and Kylo ripped the towel  from her. "Say my name again." 

"Kylo," 

He took his belt off in a sudden swoop. "Again, but I want you to sound like you're begging." He took her wrists in front of her and bounded them with his belt before yanking them over her head. 

Rey felt her pussy pulse and her thighs slicken. What was wrong with her? 

"Kylo," she repeated with more yearning. 

He used one hand to let his pants drop and tugged his briefs down enough for him to bury himself into her pussy once again. 

He was rougher this time. The bed groaned underneath his thrusts, hitting the wall each time. Rey watched as his eyes darkened. He was hitting a deep part inside of her with urgency. She could almost ignore how her hands were losing feeling. 

Rey raised her hips for him to hit her sensitive spot. Her eyes rolled into the back of her head as she led out lewd moans. 

"It'll be this every hour of every day." He grunted. "Don't you want that, Rey? Don't you want my cock like this? You greedy whore." 

Rey turned her head and could see her reflection through her vanity mirror. This was wrong. He was her trafficker, he was her abuser. She can't be safe with him. She shouldn't be comfortable. 

"Wait, stop." Rey said weakly. He ignored her, which made a lump form in her throat. "Stop! Kylo stop it! I'm done! I'm done!" Tears started to spring from her eyes. "Please-" 

"Shush, don't be scared. Don't be scared." He purred. He let her hands free from his belt, allowing the blood to flow back into her hands. "I know you want this too." 

She felt something cold poking her thigh. She jolted, but nothing could stop him. He whipped her onto her stomach and held her arm roughly as he stilled himself inside of her. He pulled the knife against her throat. 

"Kylo-" 

"It'll only hurt for a little bit." 

"This isn't funny!" 

"Don't move or I'll bury this knife into your throat." 

He moved the knife to her upper arm. She was breathing heavily with fear. He started digging the knife into her skin when his phone started to ring. Rey watched as blood started to drip onto the bedsheet. He sighed and lifted off from her and picked his phone up from the ground. 

Rey felt her ears ringing and nausea wash over her. He was crazy. He wanted to get her pregnant and cut the fucking thing out of her arm. He wasn't joking! 

No, no, she can't be comfortable in this box. Not if he wants to bring a baby into this fucked up situation. 

She needed a way out. 

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Rey stared blankly as she cut carrots for the meal she was going to make for Kylo. She had a bandaid on her arm, luckily he wasn't able to make an incision for it to slip out. Thank goodness for his cellphone.

She heard his steps coming closer to the kitchen while he talked loudly on the phone. He let out a laugh that made her flinch. She tried to look busy so he'd ignore her. Rage pumped through her as she remembered last night.

Blood pumped in her ears, she could hardly hear him speak.

When Kylo hung up the phone, he got closer to Rey, holding onto her hips. She blindly whipped around while brandishing the knife. She aimed for his chest but he grabbed her wrists and twisted the one that held the blade until she dropped it.

"What the fuck, Rey?!" He exclaimed with shock. "It's just me!"

"You're a pervert!" She shouted in his face. "You're a rapist! You're a vile human being!"

Instead of smacking her like she expected, he gave her a quizzical look. "Where did you learn that word, Rey?"

Her eyes grew wide but didn't stop standing her ground. "It doesn't matter. I know the truth about you. You are a human trafficker and you took me away from my family."

He sucked on his tooth before grabbing her roughly by the throat and pressing her back against the counter. "You don't know half of who I really am, Rey." He replied darkly. "But I am the best thing to have happened to you."

"You're a monster." She nearly whispered.

He smirked at her. "You don't know what a monster is, Sweetheart. Do you know what's happening to Rose?" Rey hesitantly shook her head. "Hux sometimes uses a shock collar on her, zapping her until she is seizing on the floor, all for a drop of cum slipping down her chin. He has her pussy sewn shut when he leaves town for awhile. He isn't loving as they fuck like I am. Rose isn't even allowed to look him in the eye or say more than two words to him. You are so lucky."

"I-I don't believe you."

"No? You really think you have it bad?"

"You hit me and rape me and call me horrible names! You are evil!"

"I'm not evil, Rey." He said calmly. "I love you. I treat you so much better than you could ever understand. But if you are going to continue to act out and behave like I'm this villain, then I'm going to show you what a true villain looks like." She squeezed her eyes shut, waiting for pain, but he only pulled away from her. "Put your shoes on, we're going to visit a friend."

Rey numbly retrieved her shoes and felt her heart banging out of her chest. She wondered if he was going to take her to a secluded area and kill her. Her ears rung and her hands shook as they exited the house and got into Kylo's sport car.

She looked at Kylo wearily. "Are you going to kill me?" She asked, although she wasn't sure she wanted an answer.

He looked at her and laughed. "I told you that you're going nowhere. I couldn't kill you even if I tried. You keep ignoring it, but I love you." He started driving down his long driveway and punched in a code to get passed his gate. 

"You don't hurt people you love."

He rested his hand on her thigh, he was trying to be comforting but it felt more like an ominous warning. "You shouldn't hurt the people you love, but sometimes the person you love needs correcting."

"People don't need correcting."

"I have no idea where this deviance is coming from but after today, I'm hoping it's kicked out of you. You have no idea how lucky you are. I get told so many times how I should be treating you and I ignore them. But maybe if you don't learn anything today, I might have to. It'll hurt me to do anything similar the others do. But I will if I have to."

When they arrived at another mansion with Spanish architecture, Rey was feeling something growing in the pit of her stomach. Where were they?

They walked to the huge front doors and Kylo rung the doorbell. It was a few seconds when a woman answered the door. Rey let out an audible gasp at the sight of her.

The woman's hair was matted badly and she smelled rancid. She wore only a thin shirt and had a collar around her neck. She was pale and very thin.

She bowed her head and ushered them inside the foyer. Without a word, she started to lead them down a corridor. Rey glanced at Kylo but he hardly looked at her. The frail woman knocked on an oak door before opening it to show Snoke behind a desk. He was smoking a cigar while looking at paperwork.

The old wrinkly man gave them a smile, his lips were red and his teeth mostly gold. He got to his feet showing his short stature.

"Kylo! My boy! I couldn't believe it when I got your message. What can I do for you?" He asked eagerly.

Kylo finally glanced at Rey. "My pet has been acting out. She seems to believe that I'm evil."

Mr. Snoke roared with laughter that was harsh on the ears. "I told you, you should have pulled her teeth before she could give you lip!"

"I am hoping she'll notice how generous I am when she sees your collection."

"I'd be happy to show what a spoiled bitch she is." Snoke scrambled around the desk and walked through his door with haste. Rey was surprised to see this much energy from such an elderly man.

He led them up his staircase and down a corridor that seemed darker than the rest of the home. He took out a set of keys and opened the door to show an almost completely bare room.

Rey and Kylo walked in to see three dog cages with women inside them. There was a tattered dresser that looked mostly broken and there was two bare mattresses on the floor. They had a bathroom where the door was ripped off the hinges to give no privacy. There were chains that were bolted into the walls. The room smelled of piss and body odor. 

One woman was fast asleep on the mattress, her skin was heavily bruised and her chin and neck had dry blood from a possible bloody nose.

In each cage was a naked woman who were uniquely abused and behaved to their presence in different ways. Rey watch as one woman has started to roughly rub her clit, it looked like torture more than pleasure. The second woman cowered in her cage, behaving like a wounded dog. She also had no fingernails. The last one had a bald head with one ear cut off and she clearly had all her teeth pulled by the looks of her smoothed lips together.

"These are my whores. Fuckface, Ugly Bitch, No Teeth and on the mattress is Shithead." Snoke pointed out.

Rey felt anger and fear. How could someone do this? The last woman had several burns on her body. Rey covered her mouth and tried to keep the bile from rising in her throat.

"See, Rey?" Kylo spoke up.

Rey wanted to tell Snoke how evil he is, how he can't treat humans like this, but she was so frightened of him. Is everyone from the institution ending up like this? They were for some sick bastard to torture? How is this okay?

"These whores are very well-behaved, but sometimes they need to remember the rules." Snoke said as he tapped the top of the first one's cage.

"Why is she doing that?" Rey asked in a small voice.

Snoke chuckle as if she was adorable. "She's a whore, it's all she's good for."

"It's either pleasure or pain." Kylo added. "I'm going to run a short errand-"

Rey grabbed his arm. "You can't leave me here!" Her eyes were wild with panic.

He gave her a condescending smile. "It'll only be a few hours. Maybe this will be a good time to readjust your attitude." He pat her hand before pulling out of her grasp. He turned to Snoke sternly. "She isn't one of them, you don't treat her as such. You'll keep your hands off her and will not hurt her in anyway. She is still my pet and my rules are still in place."

"Of course," Snoke smiled ominously. "I wouldn't want to hurt your sweet pet."

Kylo turned to Rey. "Be good." He ordered before walking out of the room.

"We're going to have some fun, pet. What should your nickname be while you wait for your master?" He tapped his chin with his long finger. "How about Spoiled Cunt. Yes, I think it suits you nicely." He started exiting the room. "Come Spoiled Cunt, you'll be with me."

Rey is forced to enter his office with him. He sits down and shuffles his papers while she stands awkwardly in the room. He pushes a button on a small remote and a minute later the same woman who let her in the mansion comes in with a tray of tomato soup and garlic bread.

"Took you long enough." He grumbled. She pulled back and goes to leave but he grabs her hand. "Not so fast. We have a guest. Don't you want to say hi? You came from the same institution."

The woman looks her in the eye for the first time and it was as if she saw a ghost. Rey didn't recognize her, maybe she was older.

"Rey?" The woman asked in an English accent.

"Yes..." She replied cautiously.

"Enough talking," his eyes lingered on Rey again. He looked at her as if she was a delicious treat. "Do you think our guest is attractive?" The woman was forced to nod her head. "Do you want to eat her pussy?" The woman grew pale but nodded her head again. Snoke's pupils turned to slits. "Lift your dress, Rey."

"Kylo won't let you." Rey told him firmly. "if he found out you violated me, you'd be dead."

"Rey, listen to him." The woman spoke up.

"I told you don't speak!" Snoke rose to his feet and slapped her across the face before pushing her to the ground to punch. Rey watched in horror. She let out a scream as she watched the scene unfold. The woman let him hurt her, she didn't try to defend herself or protect herself. She just let him punch her while her arms remained at her sides.

Rey closed her eyes and plugged her ears. She wished she was somewhere else, anywhere else.

When it was over, the woman crawled across the floor while Snoke stood up and hobbled to his bar cart and placed his fist in an ice bucket. "Go clean your blood off my floors!" He shouted after her.

Rey slowly looked at Snoke. He seemed more upset over his hurt hand than the person he just injured.

Soon, he took her back to the bare room where she was locked in. She sank to the floor and cried. How can he be so cruel?

"If he hears you, he'll be angry." The girl on the mattress said. She rolled over to show her vagina was heavily pierced, it looked highly uncomfortable.

"I don't care." Rey sniffled.

The third woman in the cage made a sound, trying to get Rey's attention. She turned to see the girl shaking her head at her.

"When she cried too much, Master cut her tongue out. And when her teeth grazed his cock, he pulled her teeth." The woman in the mattress said.

"That's awful." Rey gasped.

"I've watched him cut a woman's finger off and feed it to her. You don't know what's awful."

"I-I'm going to get you out of here. I'm going to save you." Rey said with sprouting courage.

"You aren't going anywhere. You'll end up just like us, Spoiled Cunt."

"Don't call me that!" Rey hissed.

"Shut up, do you want him to come in here? He might not be able to hurt you, but he can hurt us."

"You don't seem as hurt as the others." Rey pointed out, despite the blood, she looked relatively untouched. 

"That's because I'm carrying his only child. That old fuck was sterile for his whole life until he decided to cum inside me. Now I'm allowed two meals a day and I don't get daily beatings. I'm enjoying pregnancy, he refuses to touch or talk to me." Rey watched her rub her weakly protruding stomach. She was so thin, Rey wasn't certain she'd make it through the pregnancy.

Rey was forced to sit in the room while she waited for Kylo to come back. She hoped he came back. She'd kill herself if he didn't.

The door opened an hour later and she perked up until she noticed it was Snoke. He came in and unbuckled his pants and forced the pregnant woman to perform oral sex on him in front of everyone. The girl in the first cage was going feral as she watched and played with herself. What she did to herself was borderline torture. The lock on her cage clanged with each movement.

Rey closed her eyes and waited for it to be over. The slurping sound was disgusting. This was torture for her to endure.

When it was over, the old man left without a word. Rey glanced at the girl who was licking her hands clean.

It was another hour that went by when the door opened again, this time it was Kylo and Snoke. Rey flung herself to Kylo. "Get me out of here."

He smiled and pet her hair. "Was she well behaved?"

"She gave some lip." Snoke said with his hands on his hips. 

"He wanted me to lift my dress" She whispered.

Kylo's eyes grew deadly and he turned to Snoke. The old man let out a weak laugh. "It was a joke, Ren."

"Yeah? It'll be a joke too when I knock your teeth in. Let's go, Rey." He grabbed her roughly and pulled her out of the room and down the hall.

When they were back in the car, Rey turned to Kylo.

"We need to save them."

He stopped and looked at her. "What?"

"You're powerful. Save them. Ban this abuse."

He let out a laugh. "Rey, these men are paying a lot of money. I can't dictate what they do to their pets. But to make you feel better, not everyone treats their pets like this. Many are desperate unfuckable men looking for a wife. Many women are treated decent. Only rich men can afford to treat them as dispensable objects."

"So, they're just going to die at his hands?"

Kylo snorted as he started his car. "Snoke is like 97, he's bound to die any day now. And I'm in his will. When he dies, I get his pets."

Rey perked up. "So, you'll give them a better life?"

"Yeah. You'll have some friends around the house. It'll be good for us to have extra hands to help around the house when you're pregnant and busy chasing around little ones."

Besides the idea of her being a mother, it sounded nice. She learned that she could have it way worse. Maybe this life wasn't too bad. It wasn't ideal, but better than what could be.

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A week went by and Rey didn't act out again. Kylo was her trafficker but he treated much better than how Snoke treated his. She couldn't stop thinking about those poor women. It made her sick to her stomach. One is pregnant, what will happen to the baby?

Kylo was in high spirits when he came home from work. He gave Rey a chaste kiss before praising her prepared meal. They sat while Kylo talked about an expansion that was happening. They were getting big sales in China and they were going to set up an institution there. He told Rey that many are looking for wives due to the lack of women in China.

"Oh, I almost forgot, tomorrow we are going to pick out shoes for the gala. Whatever you want." He smiled.

Rey nodded her head. "That sounds nice. Have you heard anything update on Rose? How is she?" With that pregnant lady on her mind, she thought of Rose and her potential pregnancy.

"I haven't heard any news from Hux. But I presume she's doing well. We can call her tomorrow morning. Will that make you happy?" She nodded her head eagerly as a reply. "Good."

They fell into comfortable silence as they ate. Rey told herself that she decided to stay with Kylo. She didn't know what the real world consisted of, but she knew what life would be like behind the walls. It's best that she stays. She has a purpose there. Maybe she could negotiate better conditions. She knew the people on the show would tell her not to stay, that it was a bad idea- and maybe it was- but what other choice did she have? She had no clue where she was or who could help her. The police maybe but she didn't know where they are.

"You're thinking loudly." Kylo teased lightly.

Rey snapped into reality and gave him a sheepish smile. "Sorry,"

"What are you thinking so hard about? I'm sure Rose is fine. I embellished a bit when talking about your friend. I was just angry."

She wanted to know what the truth really was then, but she avoided that question and tried to give a response that'd satisfy his curiosity.

"Oh, I was just thinking about if it's possible to make friends..." She started nervously fiddling with the corner of her cloth napkin. She glanced up at his face to see if he was angry, but he looked at ease. He just went back to cutting his steak. "I-I mean... Are there other girls from the institution near by? Could a visit be arranged?"

He gave her a soft smile. "Don't look so frightened." She smoothed her hands along her lap, how can she not be? "I have a friend who has been wanting to introduce you to his wife, but I've been putting it off. If you're so eager, I can arrange a day for you two to meet. It would be good for you to have friends outside of me."

"That sounds great!" Rey beamed. She leaned forward in her chair with an eager smile. "What is her name?"

He concentrated on the ceiling as he tried to recall her name. He rubbed his jaw before looking back at Rey. "Jyn,"

Color drained from her face. She knew that name. She grew up in the institution with her. "She left the institution?"

"Oh, that's right she's from the same institution as you." He replied as it dawned onto him. "Yeah, maybe a month ago. Her master wants her to socialize with other women." Rey cringed when he said the word master. It made her skin crawl, that word would forever haunt her.

Old memories flowed back to her. She didn't talk to Jyn. They orbited around the room as if they were from different planets. She mainly talked to girls who were friends with Jyn. They only exchanged a few words periodically. Once she asked Rey if she had a spare pencil.

The night dragged on and Rey went to bed alone. She just laid in bed and stared at the ceiling with eagerness for the next day. How could she shut her eyes with all this anticipation?

Eventually, sleep dust coated her eyes and she fell into a deep sleep.

The next morning, she got dressed and ate breakfast with Kylo across from her. Once she finished her eggs, Kylo pulled his phone out and dialed Hux's number. He left it on speaker. Each ring was antagonizing.

Finally, a voice answered. "Hello, Ren."

"Put Rose on the phone." Kylo replied dryly.

It wasn't long until Rose's sweet voice could be heard. "Hello?"

"Rose!" Rey exclaimed. "It's been ages, how have you been? Are you well?"

"Oh, hi, Rey." Her response fell flat, like she wasn't as excited to receive a call from her best friend. It made Rey's stomach sink. Why didn't she seem happy? Were they no longer friends and Rey had no idea?

"Are you alright?" Rey pressed, wanting to know if her call was the reason for the coldness. Kylo glanced at Rey's nervous eyes, he held her hand as if to comfort her.

"Yes, sorry. I'm not feeling so well. It's good to hear from you, Rey. How are you?"

"Why don't you feel well?" She asked bluntly. She was getting impatient.

"Oh... Well... I'm um... We're having a baby. We're very excited. Armie hasn't been able to stop smiling-"

"Since when did you start calling him Armie? Don't tell me you actually like him." Rey was growing hostile. Her friend shouldn't be excited to be pregnant with an abusive piece of shit.

"Rey," Kylo said calmly, but he seemed amused rather than reprimanding.

"He's been kind to me. He's given me a huge ring. We're getting married and he's taking me to his home town. I'm going to be meeting his family." Rose responded, trying to keep her voice level.

"He doesn't love you, Rose. He's not going to change. He's just going to continue to hurt you and that baby!"

"Oh, like you're so perfect!" Rose snapped. "Mr. Ren shags different girls when he's here! At least I'm Armie's only woman!"

"Fine! Enjoy being a punching bag!" Rey reached over and ended the call. She was fuming. How could her best friend do this to herself? How could she forgive him?

Rey blindly ignores the fact she was doing the same thing her friend was doing. It was different because Rey wanted it to be.

There was a moment of silence and Rey's eyes grew a glassy film over them as her nose started to turn pink. Kylo gave her hand a small squeeze. "It's not true. I didn't fuck anyone else."

She looked at him. "He hurts her and she's happy he got her pregnant."

He gave her a condescending smile before using his thumb to wipe away a tear that escaped. "Maybe a baby will help their relationship. Come on, let's go shopping."

It was hard to be in the mindset to shop after the first fight with her best friend. How can they come back from that? Will Rose no longer be her friend? Is Rey officially friendless?

She tried to keep her heightening emotions under the surface. She hoped they fizzled out on their own along the ride. She tore at the skin around her nails as a self-soothing tactic. Kylo was talking, but she wasn't listening.

The views was all she was taking in. The way everything looked the same. All a dusty shade of beige. The highways were tightly packed with cars. There were so many different faces. Rey watched an old man drive. He hardly moved a body part as he drove. She wondered if his foot was stuck on the pedal when he died. But then she saw him sneeze, proving he was still with the living.

They arrived to a giant mall that had a parking garage underneath it. Rey was in awe at this great building. There were so many stores under it's roof. As they walked the corridors, she watched a group of young women walking in a group, a couple looking at a glass window with mannequins and an old man sitting on a bench to eat a soft pretzel.

It made Rose slip from her mind all together.

The first store they walked into looked fancy with a woman all dolled up in black heels with red soles. She gave an artificial smile as a form of greeting.

Kylo led Rey to the shelves of shoes for her to choose from. There were a pair of snake skin boots that made Rey's skin crawl. She felt the texture, wondering if it was real.

"We're here on a mission, Rey." Kylo reminded her. "We need shoes that will match your dress." He held her hand as if they were lovers and the gestured made her head spin with delight. She swung their arms playfully as she looked at the large collection. Nothing stood out to her. They all looked practically the same.

Kylo would hold up a shoe, but Rey would shake her head. "Those are ugly." She admitted. That made him laugh.

"You have picky taste." He pointed out. He pulled her close to him. "But we'll stay as long as you want to find the perfect pair." He leaned down to give her a chaste kiss. Her cheeks turned bright red from the public affection.

"Can we look at another store?" Rey asked curiously.

"Sure, come on." He led her out of the store, not giving a worker another look, even when they tried to ask Kylo what they were looking for.

They went up an escalator, and Kylo had to stand directly behind her as she had a death grip on the railing. She closed her eyes, not wanting to watch them climb higher up. It was horrifying!

Rey was shaking by the time they reached the top. Kylo was cackling at her but she was fully pale. He tried to gently usher her to another luxury brand store. There was a crystal chandelier above them, that tried to make it feel more classy.

They went over to the shoes and Rey instantly felt gravitated towards pair of purple heels that would easily match her dress. They were leather with a cat heel. They looked so elegant without Rey having to fear about falling on her face. There was a thin strap along the back to keep her foot in place. Rey looked at the metal lettering on the toe.

"Prada... What's that?"

"The name of the store, baby. It's to show off to everyone that you are wearing their brand." He explained.

"Is that good?"

He shrugged his shoulders. "It's just to prove that you have money."

"Do we have money, Kylo?"

He smirked down at her. "We have lots of it."

"Should we get these shoes? To show that we can buy them?"

"Do you want them?" Rey nodded her head. "Then let's find your size, princess."

They went by the measurements of her current shoe to pick out the perfect size for her. Luckily it worked out and they found the same size. Kylo had Rey walk around in them to see if they were comfortable and if she really liked them. He gripped his chin in contemplation and deep thought. Rey found it so silly as she twirled in front of him.

"Can you walk all night in them?" He inquired.

"I think so."

"Okay, we'll get them."

Rey nearly skipped up to the counter beside Kylo. She was overjoyed. She kept glancing over at him as he pulled a card out of his wallet.

After they paid, she got a cute bag to hold them in. She was swinging it happily while they continued through the store.

"Are we going back home?" Rey asked curiously.

"Not yet. There's another place I want us to look at while we are here."

They started approaching a jewelry store and Rey started getting nervous. Why were they going there? Kylo looked around without saying a word. Rey awkwardly stood around idly. Is he buying a new watch or something?

He finally looked up and beckoned her over. She approached him to see what he was looking at. He was looking at rings with giant diamonds.

"Which one do you like?" He asked.

"Oh, um... I dunno."

Rey didn't know why she was reacting so negatively to the rings. She didn't understand why she was feeling sick at the thought of him slipping one onto her finger. Shouldn't she happy? What's wrong with her? They're going to fix their relationship. She's going to stay. Staying means being married. This is good. He loves her, he really loves her. Everything can be saved. Not everything has to crack.

"That one?" She pointed blindly.

He scoffed. "That diamond is so small, Rey. I suppose we could have it replaced with a one to my liking."

"Why are we looking at rings, sir?" She asked in a whisper.

"I know it's less romantic. But I want you to be involved. You should have a say in the ring. I don't want to get something you'll pretend to like for the rest of your life."

She forced a smile. "Oh, right." Her eyes didn't fully register when she pointed to another one. "That's nice."

He nodded his head thoughtfully. "I might have them replace it with a diamond with more carats. But it's beautiful. I think you'll look beautiful in gold."

"Me too,"

She stood still as he talked to a retail worker about the ring. They had an in-depth conversation for what felt like forever for Rey.

She kept looking at the doorway, wondering how far she could run. She quickly snapped that out of her mind. She should be happy. She IS happy. Their relationship is doing much better and they are going to be very happy. Right?

They made it back home at a reasonable hour. Kylo ordered take-out for dinner. Rey enjoyed not having to whip up a quick meal.

Kylo was talking about the gala, but Rey could hardly listen. She had so many thoughts rotting in her head. But she just put on a smile and nodded. This was... comfortable.

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Kylo set up a day for Rey to meet Jyn again. Her stomach was in knots with anxiety. She knew she shouldn't have been so nervous, but she had no idea what to expect.

She wore her prettiest dress and kept smoothing out the crease on her skirt. Kylo seemed much more relaxed. He appeared more tired, but he hid it well. With Snoke getting older and more senile, Kylo had to step up and do more work while the old man took credit.

When they arrive at the door, Gideon Hask stood tall before them. The man sported short blond hair that had streaks of gray. He had several scars on his face that disturbed the way his facial hair grew. He had cold eyes, Rey felt like they all did. He stood up straight with formality. He did not seem friendly at all.

He only glanced at Rey before giving Kylo a firm hand shake.

"It's a pleasure to have you visit." He said formally.

Kylo gave him a pat on the arm. "Get that stick out of your ass. We're just your guests." He chuckled before steering the man into his own home. Rey followed cautiously behind. "So, where's that wife of yours? My girl is just dying to see her."

"She's in the kitchen preparing the hors d'oeuvres, she's right down the hall, if your pet wants to see her." Hask said.

Kylo's smile strained. "Girlfriend," he corrected.

"Apologies, Mr. Ren, girlfriend." He bowed his head in submission.

"Go ahead, Rey. I want to talk to Gideon in private."

Rey nodded her head and awkwardly walked away from the foyer where they stood and deeper into the home. She assumed she was getting closer by the smell of something delicious.

She opened the swinging door to hear a woman swear under her breath. Rey saw Jyn with her dark hair tied up. She wore a cute apron over her dress and looked more like a housewife from the magazines Rey was allowed to read. She dressed more adult than Rey did.

She turned back in haste only to pause at the sight of her old... roommate? Fellow victim? What would you call them?

"Hi," Rey greeted in a small voice.

"Hi," Jyn looked healthy. She didn't appeared to be bruised or rattled like Snoke's women. She looked happy at first glance.

Rey took another step forward, letting the door swing shut behind her. The kitchen was big with fancy appliances, clearly fit for a chef and not a girl who got a lot of beatings in cooking class.

The counters had trays of crab cakes she made from scratch and crackers with goat cheese and a fig spread coating the top. She had taken out a burnt pig in a blanket that were lightly smoking.

When Jyn noticed her guests eyes looking at the burnt finger foods, her cheeks burned red. "Not everyone is a good cook, like you."

Rey walked closer to examine what happened before shrugging. "Honest mistake. I've burnt many things before. It doesn't matter. There's only Kylo and I, there's no need to do anything extravagant."

"Kylo Ren is very important. Gideon has been a nervous wreck! He stressed that it had to be perfect." She explained with a panic.

"Don't worry, Jyn-"

"I am very worried!"

"Kylo said this is just for me to see you. It's casual. He won't be too focused on hors d'oeuvres, he's more focused on me." Rey replied, trying to calm her. "Okay?"

Jyn let out a long sigh. "Okay..." Her eyes scanned Rey closely. "What's it like being with him? The big man in charge." They both let out a weak laugh. It was strange speaking as if they were friends. But it was just great to see someone you knew.

"Fine," Rey answered vaguely. "How's being with Mr. Hask? Is he kind to you?"

"Yes," she didn't seem keen on telling more until Rey tweaked an eyebrow and a hand signal for her to go on. Jyn sighed once again. "He's kind. I clean and cook and he works most times. Because he's older, he's looking for a companion, not something to fuck like most men. All I hear from other women is how they are constantly on their backs. It doesn't sound like fun by their behaviors."

Rey nodded her head. "They can be rough. They can not care for your comfort. Kylo is getting better. Our relationship is on the mend."

"How's your friend, Rose? She's still in London, isn't she?"

"Yeah, and even though Mr. Hux hurts her all the time, she's actually happy to be with him. They are having a baby and she's under the impression that he won't hit her again."

"What is she doing that's different from you?" Jyn asked bravely.

Rey's eyes grew wide. "What?"

"If your relationship is on the mend, that sounds to me that You've been hit."

"Yes, well, it's different." Rey tried to defend.

"How so?" Jyn prompted before crossing her arms.

"It just is!" Rey hissed. She took a second to calm herself before speaking. "Kylo actually loves me."

"How do you know Mr. Hux doesn't actually love Rose?"

"I'm not talking about this." Rey said haughtly. "We can talk about something else." She could feel her ears turning beet-red

"Fine," Jyn replied dryly.

The door opened, making both of them jump. The two men entered, they looked at the women with a smile that felt fake.

"Come on, Jyn. Bring the hors d'oeuvres out to the sitting room." Gideon ordered.

"Yes, sir." Jyn grabbed the crab cakes and Rey grabbed the tray of crackers before Jyn could protest.

"I don't mind helping." Rey told her.

They all exited to the sitting room that had stiff upholstered couches and armchairs. Rey picked at the crab cakes while the men chatted about things that went above Rey's head.

"Is it okay?" Jyn asked anxiously.

"It's delicious." Rey complimented to ease her anxiety.

The men stirred the conversation some more. Rey and Jyn would exchange occasion glances. Neither knew what to talk about. Or what they should talk about.

Rey's eyes dropped to Jyn's hand. She almost missed the bright gleam that ricochetted off the diamond on her finger. It was huge and looked expensive. "That's a pretty ring."

"Oh, thank you. It's my wedding ring." She blushed. "It was my present before I went home with him."

Kylo straightened his back. "Rey picked out her ring not to long ago. It should be finished any time now."

"Congratulations, Mr. Ren." Hask said with a stretched smile. Rey wondered if it hurt his face.

"We can't wait, can we Rey?" Kylo prompted, leaving her confused.

"Er, no?" She replied. "Um, no. We can't wait."

Jyn put a comforting hand on her arm. "I was nervous at first too. But don't be. It's not bad at all."

How could Rey explain that she didn't know why she was horrified at the idea. She just was. She couldn't explain why it made her sick to think about. Why didn't she enjoy the idea of being married? Every woman would be lucky to marry, especially to Kylo. But she felt her stomach twist into tight knots until it was hard to breathe.

Just looking at his face contort into a bright smile seemed unnatural on his face. She rather they stayed as they were. It felt less committal, less like she was more owned to him than she already was. The ring would be her final shackle. There was no escaping the ring. If she wanted to run, she wouldn't get far. She didn't want to run. She wanted to stay. Kylo was kind to her now she will be his love forever, but there was still a small voice in the back of her mind, asking her if she was really certain he wouldn't hit her again.

"W-what is it like?" Rey asked her, trying to sound enthralled.

Jyn gave her a genuine smile. "I can buy whatever I want, I just circle an item in a magazine! I take bubble baths every night after supper and sometimes we go out to eat at fancy restaurants. He buys me jewelry that matches the ring. Isn't that great?"

Rey wasn't completely certain that she described marriage. Maybe they both didn't really know what it meant. Rey assumed it meant double ownership. She is completely his. He won't give her off for other men to mess with like she heard about. He loves only her and that's the sign. Did Gideon love Jyn? Did she love Gideon?

"Do you feel loved?" Rey asked, just above a whisper.

Jyn seemed hesitant at first. "Yes," she finally answered, smiling at her husband, who was smiling back with admiration.

Good for her, she supposed.

After their visit, which felt like it went on for longer than necessary. Rey constantly looked at the clicking clock, hoping Kylo would get the hint, but he wasn't paying attention.

When they left, the sun had sunk under the horizon. Rey watched the bright lights of the highway as they made their way home. Rey managed to talk to Jyn a little more but they mostly listened to the men talk about them. Gideon seemed very much fond of Jyn's company.

Kylo looked over to see Rey leaning her head against the window as she watched cars zoom past her. "You're awfully quiet."

Without looking at him, she responded. "Why do you want to marry me?"

He nearly stopped the car in the middle of the highway. He let out a weak laugh. "What?" When she turned to look at him, he saw that she was serious. "I love you, Rey. I want to spend the rest of my life with you. If you are still thinking about what Hux said-"

"This isn't about Mr. Hux." She hissed. "What will be different? I keep trying to think about what will change, but I can't think of anything."

He relaxed his shoulders. "It's not about what changes. It's just about showing our love for each other. It's what people do. It's what I want. I want to marry you, Rey. To show everyone my devotion to you."

Rey perked up at the sound of that. "Like, show the others that I'm not your pet?"

"Yeah, just like that."

She liked that. She hated being called his pet.

"Good, I'd like it to stop."

He chuckled before grabbing her hand and kissing her knuckles. "they'll refer you as Mrs. Ren."

She felt a thrill shoot through her. "I like the sound of that. Mrs. Ren. Mr. and Mrs. Ren."

"And then, we can think about babies." He chimed in.

She was less thrilled.

When they arrived home, Rey went into her bedroom and changed for bed. She was exhausted and just wanted to curl under the covers

She jumped when she felt Kylo's hands gripping her shoulders and he pulled her against him. He planted a lingering kiss on her hairline. He moved his hands down to engulf her waist.

"Are you ready to go to bed?" He nearly purred against her ear.

"Uh... Kylo... I'm um... Can we just go to sleep." She asked, just above a whisper.

He pulled back as if she was made of fire. She turned around to see him trying to come up with a response.

"Are you okay?" He asked.

"I'm fine. Just really, really tired after today."

He nodded his head silently. He rested his hands on his hips. "Let's go to bed then."

"You want me to still join you?"

"Well you're not sleeping here." He replied like it was obvious.

Rey smiled lightly before following him.

They just laid together. Rey found it wonderful to feel his arm wrapped around her waist as she's curved against him from. They mold together like a puzzle piece.

She smiled against her pillow. She could get used to this. Just cuddling with no expectations.

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It had been a few weeks since Rey visited Jyn and for her fight with Rose. She had been thinking about her best friend often and when Jyn and Rey would meet up, it was all Rey could talk about. She wanted so badly to make it up to Rose, but she had no idea how.

Rey laid in bed with Kylo, thinking about how to request a call to Mr. Hux. She didn't know what she could say for Rose to answer the phone. Maybe Kylo could make her, but that would probably tear their friendship even more.

She shifted around, feeling her thighs slick with sweat. It could be overwhelmingly hot with a heavy body near you all night long. She kicked the blankets back and crawled out of bed, she glanced down to see her thighs coated in crimson. She gasped loudly, drawing Kylo off his phone.

"Wha... oh, shit." He jumped up from the bed. "It's okay, baby. It's just blood." He started to strip the sheets off. Rey went to help, but he stopped her. "Go shower."

She nodded her head, she wondered if he knew how to do the laundry, she has only ever done it. Will he need her help? Should she give him tips? There was no time with her bleeding out actively with nothing to catch the blood.

She raced to her bathroom, hoping there wasn't a trail of blood behind her. She was quick to strip and hop under the cold water, bravely waiting for it to slowly warm up.

She watched pink water spiral down the drain. It was humiliating! She probably got blood all over him! He must be disgusted with her.

When she exited, Rey put a tampon in, she only used pads at the institution, but Kylo only bought tampons, so she had to learn how to use one fast. She learned to like tampons more. It felt more clean. 

With the implant, she never knew when she'd get her period, and when she did, it was a week long adventure. Kylo used to avoid her like a plague when she got her period, she didn't expect anything different. Men didn't understand women business. Periods were made to keep hidden from them. That's what she was taught.

When she was finished, she got dressed and went into Kylo's bedroom to see the bed freshly stripped with no dirty sheets in sight. He must have figured it out. She grabbed the spare sheets and dressed his bed before laying the duvet over the top. She was fluffing his pillows when he entered.

"Feel better?" He asked. He went to his closet to get dressed for work, she followed after him.

"I'm sorry for ruining your sheets." She said in a small voice that leaked with shame. He shrugged his shoulders nonchalantly. She was taken back by his behavior. He suddenly didn't seem avoiding her. "You don't care?"

He snorted. "Rey, if I was scared of a little blood, I wouldn't be in my line of work."

"But you..."

"Look, baby, I gotta go to work. I'm late, can we talk later? You know where the pain relievers are, don't be shy to take a few." He leaned down for a quick peck before rushing to his bathroom.

She sighed before leaving the bedroom to start coffee for him, he liked his complete black and dark roasted. She put it in a thermal mug for him. She waited by the stairs. He smiled as he skipped down them. He grabbed the cup and kissed her sweetly.

"You're so good to me. Have a good day." He hurried out of the door.

She made herself a small breakfast before deciding to take some pills for the ache. Rey took it easy, when his sheets were finished, she folded them and put them in his storage closet.

The sun was hot that morning, making staying inside more preferable. She couldn't imagine standing outside and enjoying the weather with no shade in sight.

Baked ziti was on the menu for dinner and she started that while listening to the radio. It played songs she didn't know, but Kylo has added it to her small collection of entertainment.

Throughout the day she'd hear the same song recycled continuously, she eventually would shut it off with agitation. When he worked, she fell into boredom easily. There wasn't much to do to keep her occupied. When it was only the two of them, there was only so much she could do daily. The house was always spotless, making the job manageable. Sometimes there's spilled wine, but even that is an easy task.

She was finding herself bored again. The house was so vast and so unbearably empty.

Maybe they should get a dog. That's something she could deal with. She'd teach them tricks.

When Kylo made it home, they sat in silence. He seemed angry and she didn't want to make him go into a fit of rage. She walked on eggshells, waiting for him to engage in conversation. She even tried not to clang her silverware against her plate if she could help it. She didn't want to make herself a target.

"Is something wrong?" He asked dryly, like he was waiting for a fight.

She hastily shook her head. "No, why?"

"You look bored." He pointed out.

She was. But she just gave him a polite smile. "I'm just admiring you." She hoped that sated him, and by his snort, it seemed it did.

"I'm sorry I'm not in a good mood." He ran his hand along his face. "Hux is trying to be a little voice in Snoke's ear. He is so jealous of everything I've earned. He thinks he deserves an ounce of it. I'm so close to fucking ending his bloodline." He sucked on a tooth before draining his wine glass. "I should have denied letting him keep your little friend. He clearly doesn't realize how lucky he was. If it wasn't for me, he could never afford such a luxury." He rambled on. "And having the nerve to spread my business to even his whore. Business that was old, Rey, I never cheated on you, I loved you the moment I laid eyes on you. But you haven't been the first woman for me." He was getting drunker and getting in the mood to confess what he shouldn't.

"I know, you had Marie... Before..." Rey tried to ignore the sinking feeling in her stomach at the thought of the girl.

"Even before her. I used to visit the institution and fuck one of the girls before leaving the next day. I was younger and stupid."

Rey felt jealous at the idea of him possibly getting with one of the girls she knew. "Did you love them?"

He laughed. "No, you don't need love to fuck, Rey. That's what makes what we have special." He started pouring himself another glass.

"Do you think Rose will hate me forever?" Rey asked in a small voice.

"No, because you're right. Firecrotch has a bad temper. I wouldn't be surprised if he took it out on her and their little rodent."

"I don't want to be right. I just want my friend."

"I can get you as many friends as you want. You don't need that bitch. I can get you whatever you want." He dropped his voice and octave. "I can get you anything."

"I want Rose to forgive me."

He set his freshly drained glass. "And I want more wine, but the bottle is empty." He sprung to his feet and left to the wine cellar.

Rey sighed heavily, wishing to feel some form of comfort.

The next morning, Kylo had a slight headache from the alcohol, but seemed in better spirits.

"I got great news!" He beamed. "I might be a little late tonight, but we're going out for dinner. Wear something gorgeous." He kissed her before explaining further.

Rey was curious but also intrigued. Shs continued on with her chores, with not having to make dinner, it cleared up most of her plans for the day. She was going to make a pot roast.

She took a shower and shaved her legs before deciding on a sky blue dress that Kylo bought her in London. It ended above the knee and fit her form to show off the soft curves she possessed and it had off the shoulder long sleeves. She felt pretty in it. By little after five, she french braided her long hair and sat in front of her vanity blindly.

She didn't have foundation or powder. She only had lipgloss and mascara. From the women's magazines she owned, makeup was important for them. They had ads for fountain shades and different colored eyeshadows that Rey had no idea what to do with. She wished Kylo was more open-minded to the idea of buying her more cosmetics. Maybe it'd work with what little she had. He seemed to like being able to see her freckles.

She put on black dress shoes and sat downstairs eagerly. She kept looking at the clock, wondering when he'd come flying through the door. She had packed an extra tampon in her purse, she was so nervous about bleeding through in her new dress and ruining the night he had planned.

The clock struck seven when he came through the door, she eagerly greeted him. He stopped and drank in her appearance. He smiled warmly at her, which made her melt.

"You look beautiful." His dimples pierced his cheeks as he licked his bottom lip. "Ready to go?"

She nodded her head. He must have fixed his hair before coming to get her because it was tamed and had no strand out of place.

She giddily hopped into his car. She couldn't wait to see what he had planned. He turned on the radio and they listened to songs play as they got stuck in traffic.

"How was work?" Rey asked, trying to make conversation.

He looked over at her momentarily as his eyes focused mostly onto his surroundings, making him furrow his eyebrows. "Long, but I'll be off tomorrow and I can spend the whole day with you." He snaked his hand over to grip her thigh. "I had a conference call that dragged on and on."

"Work sounds boring," she pointed out.

Kylo let out a laugh. "It is. Once you reach the top, all you do is bark orders and make sure you're not losing money. I miss the days where I got to get my hands dirty."

"How did you get into this line of work?" Rey had never really asked him about his past.

"All about timing. I was a young stupid teenager and I didn't want to end up like my parents, so I managed to get connected with Snoke who knew my grandfather." He answered truthfully.

"You know your parents? What are they like?"

He sighed and wiggled his jaw with agitation. "My dad cheated on my mom when he was away. He was a pilot in the US Air Force and then he turned into a private pilot. My mom is a senator and has family history in politics. They weren't around from what I remember. Both too busy with their lives." He squeezed her thigh. "That won't be us. I'm going to be a good dad." He smiled gently. "I've always wanted to be a dad, but I'm more excited to be having a family with you."

She blushed she leaned over to kiss his freshly shave cheek. "You're going to be a good dad. I remember a little bit about mine. He would take me to the playground and we'd cuddle on the couch. But I remember him fighting with mummy a lot. I remember feeling scared at the sound of things being thrown. But they weren't always like that. They loved me."

Kylo was real quite for a moment. "Do you remember how you ended up at the institution?"

"No, I just remember being scared. I remember being told my parents didn't want me, but that's not true. I don't believe that."

She glanced over at him to see his face tense as he watched the traffic began to move. "Do you remember your real name?" He asked softly. She almost missed the words that left his mouth.

She stared at him, wondering if it was a trap. Should she tell him the truth? Her palms began to sweat. "Yes,"

He nodded his head slowly. "What is it then?"

"What happens if I tell you?" She asked worriedly.

He smiled weakly at that response. "I'm just curious what it is."

"Kira," Rey replied. "Kira Johnson."

They fell into awkward silence. She chanced a glance at him, only to find him looking intensely ahead. She wondered if this was a trick question after all.

"It was a pretty name." He finally responded, as if it was someone else. Was. Not is, that sent a chill down her spine.

When they arrived to the restaurant, it had valet service and everyone wore their best. Rey was in awe with the most beautiful women with the most elderly men.

The entrance hall to the restaurant had a few hostess standing before a wall fountain. They all wore pleasant smiles and happily led couples to their seats. Rey got on her tiptoes to see the endless red carpet and the beautiful decorated tables with black table clothes. There were tall statues carved from marble and crystal chandeliers hanging from the ceiling with several tiers.

When it was their turn, Kylo just said "Ren," and the young woman happily led them through the rooms of rich people to take them to a secluded balcony that overlooked the beach, not too far away the waves crashed against the shore for them to hear and had fairy lights decorating the railing.

Kylo pulled Rey's chair out for her, which she blushed deeply at. A waiter placed a bucket of champagne in the center of the table, a long with champagne glasses.

The hostess listed what they had for specials and sat down menus in front of them. Rey could hardly keep up. She looked down at unfamiliar words, she couldn't read half of them. Were they even in English?

Kylo noticed her confused look, and gave the hostess a polite smile. "Thank you, we'll need time to look over the menu."

"Of course, Mr. Ren. Can I get you anything else to drink? Appetizers?"

"What are appetizers?" Rey asked in a whisper.

Kylo let out a dry laugh. "She's kidding. We are fine for now."

The hostess and waiter left swiftly. Rey sunk low in her chair, fearing she angered him. But his face remained passive.

"I'm sorry," She said softly.

"Appetizers are just snacks before your main meal." He answered as he looked over his menu. "Do you want any?"

"Um... I don't know."

"It might ruin your appetite, it's probably best we don't order one." He spoke, mostly to himself.

"Um... Sir-" he smirked at her phrasing. She hadn't called him sir in a while.

"Yes, Rey?"

"Can you read my menu for me? I-I don't know what it's saying." Her palms started to sweat with anxiety and embarrassment. She hated admitting it.

"What do you need help with?" He set his menu down for them both to go through. She pointed at a word. "Calamari,"

"What's that?"

"Squid," he leaned forward with a devious smile. "You eat it's tentacles."

Rey scrunched up her face and stuck her tongue out. "Yuck!" She shivered with disgust. "Who wants to eat that?"

"Lots of people,"

"Not me." She mumbled.

"How about I order something I think you'll like." He suggested. Rey nodded her head. She liked that plan. "Good, now let's get drunk." He easily popped the cork to the bottle, making Rey jump. He was a natural at it, not letting a drop get wasted as he poured her a glass. He sat back down with his in hand and clinked it against her glass. "Cheers,"

"Cheers," Rey took a sip, it was a little dry, but she didn't mind it. After a few gulps, she let out an unexpected belch. "Sorry,"

Kylo only started laughing, which made her join him.

When the waiter came back, he ordered for them both as he promised. The waiter said it was an excellent choice, so she hoped it tasted good.

Rey watched as the waiter left with their menus. She looked back at Kylo who had gulped down the rest of his champagne and was helping himself to another glass.

Later in conversation, Rey felt brave to ask. "Can I ask you something?" She leaned her elbows against the table.

Kylo was quick to match her mannerisms. "It depends," he replied playfully.

"Why did you pick me? You could have anyone. Why buy me? You could have someone for free."

He leaned back in his chair, showing his crooked tooth in a smile. It was still weird seeing him smile, but it was comforting. "I didn't plan on buying anyone. After my last one, I gave up. I've been with many women who are far removed from the institutions, but they were less fun to play with. Even ones who were into the same kinks, it wasn't the same. But I was visiting and I spotted you. I fell instantly in love with you. I couldn't keep my eyes off you. You are so beautiful. I bought your first present the same day I saw you. I knew instantly you were coming home with me."

She felt her heart swell. "Really?"

He leaned over and she met him half away to give him a kiss. He grabbed her face and tried to deepen it, but gained strength to pull away before he did anything further.

He fell back into his seat with an unruly smile. "I planned to wait until after we ate, but I can't wait." He pulled out a small black box and Rey had an idea of what was held inside. He got up from his seat and got on one knee before her. It felt like her heart stopped. He opened the box to display a huge diamond with two others in slightly smaller size on either side of it on a thin golden band. "Rey, Kira, will you marry me?"

Rey couldn't help but stare with wide eyes. She forced her mouth to move. She only had one answer she could give. She knew it was coming, and yet she is still floored with surprise. "Erm- yes! Yes! Of course!" She tried to force excitement into her voice. She offered her hand. He slipped the ring onto her finger before giving her another kiss, pressing his lips firmly against hers, slipping his tongue into her mouth.

He only pulled back when the doors opened and their plates were brought out. Kylo went back to his seat, trying to conceal his excitement. Rey just stared at the ring, transfixed. The diamond was so huge, it must have cost so much. It was beautiful but felt heavy on her finger. But the weight wasn't just physical.

She tried to give him a sincere smile. Her feelings shouldn't still be unhappiness. But there was still an inkling inside her.

Rey tried to eat her fancy pasta, but it was tasteless. She would occasionally compliment it, so Kylo didn't ask.

He held onto her hand. "We'll get married soon. But there's still a gala coming up that I'm stressing over-"

"I don't want a big wedding." Rey interjected. "Something small and simple."

"You deserve something more than simple."

"Small and extravagant?"

He chuckled. "Sure, I can agree to that. I don't want a lot of people there anyways."

"Will your parents be there?"

He sighed heavily. "My mother would be pissed if I didn't invite her." Rey wished her parents could come. She almost asked if they could. "But I want to hold an announcement party. Just a few friends. We can do it soon. We also can get in contact with a wedding planner."

Rey tried to keep up with his excitement. "Yeah, that'd be great." She forced a smile. "This is all... Perfect."

"Then after we can think about children..." he started to ramble excitedly. She just smiled and nodded her head. His excitement was almost infectious if it wasn't for the voice screaming in her head.

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Rey started to brush her hair out after a shower. It's been two weeks since she was proposed to. The weight of the ring was still suffocating, but she kept that to herself and hoped it went away on its own.

She had spent the whole day cooking and preparing finger foods for Kylo's friends. He said he had a surprise for her, but she overheard him on the phone with Mr. Hask, so she assumed Jyn was coming to the party.

Kylo picked out the dress he wanted her to wear. A black dress that showed some thigh. It had a plunging neck line that she wasn't used to. It was also asymmetrical, one side was off the shoulder while the other was on the shoulder, appearing to be slanted. Kylo said it was a dress that had just came out and was very stylish. He stressed that she had to look her best, which made her anxious.

Her hands shook as she put on some mascara. She begged for more makeup but he only budged on light concealer and blush. She used that to her full advantage, trying to look like a lady in the magazine she had displayed before her. In the column, it said to blend down into your neck, so you didn't look silly.

Kylo was already dressed and was trying to decide if he should wear a jacket or not. He wore all black, Rey assumed he wanted her to match his aesthetic.

She blended with her fingers and used some blush on her eyelids. She hoped she looked okay. When she went to show Kylo, he laughed at her, making her frown.

He dragged her to the bathroom and used a wash cloth to wipe away her eyes, ruining her mascara.

"You look ridiculous. You looked beautiful when we went out for dinner, just do that again." He told her gently.

She nodded her head with defeat and started over.

They both finished getting ready just before the guests were going to arrive. She put her hair up in a braided halo around the crown of her head.

They stood in the foyer, greeting the first guest. It wasn't surprising when Mr. Snoke came through the door. He shook Kylo's hand and ignored Rey.

"Where's the scotch?" The old man shouted.

Rey followed him into the sitting room where a wet bar was. She knew all the beverages now and poured him scotch on ice. He took it greedily as he sat down on the couch.

Kylo greeted more of the guests. Some she knew, and most she didn't. She recognized Mr. Hask and Jyn and Mr. Pryde. But that was the extent to her knowledge.

She was beckoned over by Kylo to meet his guests. "Rey, these are some of my right hand men. Cardo, Ap'lek and Ushar. The others are running a task for me and won't be able to make it."

Rey smiled politely. "It's so good to meet you, I'm Rey." She reached her hand out and they hesitated to take it. Ap'lek was the brave one who grabbed it delicately. He gave a weak shake before pulling away. The others followed his example and shook her hand too. They were all tall and burly men. Cardo had tattoos all along his body and some on his face. They were very intimidating. She could imagine the dirty work they did for Kylo.

"That's quite a ring you got there." Cardo pointed out, rotating her hand to get a better look at it. "I'm surprised you're able to lift your hand."

She let out a weak laugh. "Yes, well, um..." she glanced at Kylo who protectively pulled her close to his side.

"That's what we wanted to tell you all." Kylo said slightly loud, drawing others attention. "Rey and I are engaged." Jyn loudly clapped.

"Oh, Rey! You'll love it! Planning weddings are so much fun!" She squealed excitedly. Mr. Hask calmly placed a hand on her lap to silently tell her to settle down. It was still odd to have Jyn be nice to her.

"We are very happy." Kylo spoke again for the both of them.

Everyone started to talk over each other, all trying to get Kylo's attention. Mr. Snoke seemed very loudly in disagreement with the union. Rey slipped over to Jyn who had so many ideas for the wedding.

"What if you had a beach wedding? We had ours in a nice banquet hall in London. But a beach could be fun. It'd be quite romantic, don't you think?" Jyn rambled on. Rey just nodded her head. "Or, think of this, a wedding in a beautiful meadow. With flowers everywhere!"

Rey had been looking at wedding magazines, but plucked no inspiration from it. None of it called to her and none of what Jyn was saying was any interest to her.

"It's definitely something to think about." Rey replied.

Kylo kept anxiously checking his watch. His final guests were late, he'd have his tongue if he was anyone else. He'd probably still do something to punish him for his tardiness.

Kylo watched Rey try to keep up with Jyn's conversation, but he noticed her eyes glazed over. Tonight had to be perfect for both of them.

"Kylo," he heard a voice say behind him. He turn around to see Armitage slightly disheveled.

"Where the fuck have you been?" Kylo growled.

"Relax, we're not even five minutes late." Hux replied cooly.

He looked over at the small woman beside him. Her lipstick was slightly smeared and she had a glint in her eye as she hung off from her owner's arm. Kylo grunted at their appearance.

Rey glanced over and gasped. She couldn't believe it. Rose was here! Her best friend! Rey sprung up and ran up to Rose, only stopping a few feet away. She couldn't contain her excitement.

"I'm sorry," they both say at the same time.

"No, I'm sorry. I was out of line and I'm sorry." Rey added. "I had no reason to say what I did. I-I'm glad you're happy."

"Thank you, Rey. I'm sorry for what I said too." Rose said in a small voice, sending Kylo nervous glances.

"You have no reason to apologize." Rey dismissed. "I'm the only one who should be sorry. And I am. I've missed you like crazy."

"I've missed you too." Rey leaned in and gave her a big hug. Rose clasped onto her tightly. "Um... Rey, is that Jyn?" She asked from over her shoulder.

"Yes, and she's oddly nice." Rey replied before pulling away. "Oh, I'm engaged." Rey showed off her ring. "What do you think?"

Once again Rose gave Kylo a weary look before glancing at the ring. "It's gorgeous, Rey. You must be really happy."

"Yeah," she hoped it sounded convincing.

"How about, you girls catch up. I need to talk to Hux in private." Kylo said, clearing his throat.

Rey grabbed Rose's hand and walked over to Jyn for them all to talk. It was very strange for them to have a pleasant conversation.

"I'm sorry I was so rude to you both back at the institution. I'm a different person now. I'm happier." Jyn smiled.

Rose gave a weak smile. "That's great. You look happier."

Rey would send Rose glances, trying to silently ask why she was acting so weird, but she just ignored every attempt.

Rey decided to glance over at Kylo who seemed to be having a firm conversation with Armitage. Eventually he turns his attention onto his right hand men. He actually smiled and laughed with them.

Mr. Snoke and Mr. Pryde were in a deep discussion and Mr. Hask seemed to be listening in, pretending to be apart of the conversation.

Jyn was talking so much, mostly about weddings. Rose and Rey both had to pretend to be interested. Rey wished to disappear, but instead she excused herself and went over to the wet bar and poured herself some celebratory champagne that the guests have helped themselves to, along with the hors d'oeuvres she had laid out. Snoke had ate half of each tray.

She downed her drink in one go, only to refill it again. It felt like the room was filled with so much chatter. Even with her best friend in the room, she still felt so alone. She had wanted to be around a group for so long, and here she was still lacking.

"Rey, are you okay?" Rose asked in a soft voice as she joined her, pretending to look busy.

"Are you?" Rey whispered. "You're acting weird."

"Kylo wanted us to come, but said I must apologize and make up with you. Hux said it was important that I did so. Kylo scares me." She answered.

"That asshole," Rey muttered under her breath. "I'm sorry he did that."

"It's okay, I know you had nothing to do with it. And I mean it, I've missed you. I-I had a miscarriage-"

Rey gasped. "I'm sorry -"

"Armie was angry. You were right. We um... we had sex that same night, even though I was still bleeding." She drew a shaky breath. "You were right."

"I don't want to be right. I was being a jerk."

"Why are you looking so sad? You should be happy tonight."

"I don't want to marry him." Rey admitted out loud for the first time. "Please, keep it a secret."

"Keep what a secret?" Jyn asked abruptly as she approached them. She started pouring herself champagne.

"Oh, uh-" Rose staggered.

"I might be pregnant." Rey lied. "Keep it to yourself, will you? We don't need anyone knowing just yet. Kylo wants to get married before we worry about all that and we don't know for sure."

Jyn's face lit up at the idea of knowing a secret. "Your secret is safe with me. I promise. I won't even tell Gideon."

"Thanks, Jyn." Rey smiled weakly. She and Rose exchanged a quick glance.

The night dragged on and Kylo rotated around the room, talking to each person as he got drunker. Rey got a slight buzz that made her nerves fade a bit and made her more social. When Jyn stopped talking about weddings, conversations with her grew more tolerable.

Rey didn't know how but she ended up on a couch beside Cardo. He was smoking a cigar that the men bust out to celebrate the engagement.

"Do tattoos hurt?" Rey asked curiously.

He shrugged his shoulders. "Everyone has their own pain tolerance. It hurt a bit."

"Do you think I could handle a tattoo?"

He smirked. "I don't think so. You'd faint the moment you saw the needle."

"I think I'm tougher than you think." Rey countered.

He raised an eyebrow. "Yeah, little one?"

"I take a beating like no other." She admitted. "I've had glass under my skin and casually plucked it out. I think men underestimate the true strength of a woman."

He looked her over. She was drunk and had no filter. "I believe you."

Kylo glanced over at Rey to find her leaning quite close to Cardo on the couch. He was smiling a little too much at his fiancee. Rey was clearly drunk and he tried to tell himself she wouldn't do anything stupid and neither would his guard.

His chest burned as he watch the pair talk. She leaned her head against the couch as she lifted a hand and poked a tattoo under Cardo's eye. Kylo watched as she giggled. He wished to pluck Cardo's eyes for being able to look at her.

He was starting to become blinded with rage. He could feel it taking over him. He wasn't sure what he'd do next.

Rey got up from the couch and his tunnel vision started to fade away. Rey went over to the wet bar to get another drink as Jyn went up to her and distracted her.

"Cardo isn't stupid enough to try anything, Sir." Ap'lek spoke up.

"Would you like me to escort him out, Sir?" Ushar added.

Kylo held a hand up for them to stop speaking. "No. It's alright." He was eerily gentle. He just lifted his glass and cleared his throat to gain everyone's attention. "Rey, come over here for a second." She listened, swifting joining his side. She wrapped her arms around his middle, hugging him close. Kylo smirked down at her before looking at the small crowd. He raised his glass higher. "I want to take a moment to thank you all for joining us tonight. We are thankful to share this moment with you all. To us."

Everyone raised a glass with him. "To you,"

Rey leaned her face into his chest. Kylo chuckle and looked down at her before giving her a chaste kiss.

After the party, Rey went to clean everything up when Kylo wrapped his arms around her frame and started lazily kissing her neck.

"Kylo, I have to clean this mess." Rey giggled.

"Leave it for tomorrow." He murmured against her neck. "Let's go to bed."

Rey couldn't stop smiling she nodded her head in agreement, letting him lead her up the stairs.

Kylo beckons Rey into his bedroom with a mischievous smile. He tilted her chin up and gave her a searing kiss. Rey's stomach filled with heat as he slipped his tongue into her mouth, giving her slow and calculated kisses.

Her pussy started to grow wet with each stroke of his tongue. She got on her tiptoes to kiss him harder. He wrapped his arms around her waist before dropping them below her ass and gripping before lifting her up. She wrapped her legs around his waist instinctively as he walked them deeper into the room.

Rey giggled with giddy. It's been a few days since they've had sex and she was ready.

He dropped her onto the bed. She sat up on her elbows and bit her lip as he looked down at her with lust.

She pressed her foot into his lower stomach for him to take her high heel off. He smirked as he undid the clasp before tossing the shoe behind him. She altered feet for him to take over the other.

Once her foot was free, she slipped it down to touch his cock. He swat her foot away playfully, making her laugh before leaning over her, caging her in with his arms.

"You are going to be the death of me." He said huskily before leaning against her to give her another kiss. Rey wrapped her arms around his neck, tugging him closer as she rubbed herself against his cock. Her skin felt sensitive and hot all over. She rolled her hips against him, feeling his cock stiffen under her. She let out mewls as her clit got just the right attention. He buried his face into her neck as he molded against her, moving his hips perfectly against hers. "Are you wet?"

"Yeah," she replied in a moan. He placed his thumb up on her throbbing clit and rubbed back and forth, making Rey tilt her head back. Her hips lifted against his hand. "I love you."

"I love you too, baby." He said before kissing her jaw. He pulled his hand away and started tugging down her panties, she helped by shimming them down around her ankles. She flung them off before Kylo reached up and pulled her dress off over her head.

She started undoing the buttons on his shirt. He leaned down to give her a string of heated kisses as she undressed him.

He undid his belt and removed his trousers in a swift motion. Rey spat in her hand and started delicately stroking his cock, making his breath shutter.

"Wait," he grabbed her wrist to stop her. She gave him a confused look. "Let me get something to try." She watched him get off the bed and walked into his closet. She sat idly, wondering if she did something wrong. He came back with a small bottle that looked like a tube of liquid and leather handcuffs. "Face away and get on your knees." She let out a nervous laugh before following his instructions. She put her hands behind her back, she assumed he'd put the cuffs on her. She was right by the feeling of him shackling it on. It was a little tight around her wrists but she was getting too shy to speak up.

"What are we doing?" She asked in a small voice.

His hand pressed into her back, making her lay down against her knees. She heard the sound of his belt and then felt him grabbing her ankles. Her heart started to accelerate. She tried to calm herself. Telling herself this will be fun. He tightened the belt around her ankles, making her feel completely constrained.

"Rey, do you love me with all your heart?" He asked in a soft voice. "You wouldn't cheat on me, right?"

Rey knitted her eyebrows. Who could she possibly cheat on him with? "Of course not, I love you. I-I wouldn't cheat-"

She felt him slap her ass with the palm of his hand, making her yelp before he started rubbing away the pain. "Then why the fuck were you all over Cardo?"

She tried to look back at him. She could see his eyes filled with tears. "I wasn't. He was talking to me- I didn't -"

"If you love me, you'll give me all of you. You'll let me fuck every tight hole on your body." His voice started to strain by the way he was tightening his jaw.

"I will, I -I will." She didn't know what are was consenting to. She just wanted to have loving sex, not be interrogated.

"Good," he said with relief. "Because I want to own every part of your body." He started caressing her ass some more. "I'll be gentle, Rey. It'll be fun. You just gotta relax. Can you do that for me?" Rey nodded her head when her voice failed her. She heard him open a cap and push something out of the tube. "Just relax,"

Rey let out a sigh and then she felt something cold touch her asshole. She flinched, but continued to try and relax. It was his finger that was slowly pumping inside her. It felt odd, something she had never felt before. It didn't feel bad. It was... Okay. She was okay. She felt his other hand on her clit, rubbing circles to keep her in a lustful haze. With both, it didn't feel so bad. It felt quite good. This was something she was fine with.

Her breathing started to grow heavy, she was panting as she rocked her hips against his hands. He would give her praise for how well she was behaving.

Maybe this was all that was going to happen. It'd just be this.

She felt his finger slip out of her, making her feel the strangest sensations.

He pulled both his hands away, and she used this time to catch her breath. Sweat was beading her temples and coating her hairline. She was so close to cumming. Her hips jerked against nothing for a few seconds. She was aware of just how empty she was.

She heard him apply more lube, but she didn't think about it too much. That was until she felt his tip pressing against her tightest hole. She flinched, trying to move away.

"Uh, Kylo- no! Stop!" She begged, fear started replacing lust.

"Shush, shush. Just take it." He eased his length inside her, making her feel the fullness and the stretch of her insides. "If you love me, you'll let me." He gave a shallow thrust, making her brace for it. It felt weird having his whole cock inside her instead of his finger. He gripped her waist tightly and thrust deeper, making her cringe a little.

She tried to just... To just take it. It wasn't so bad. It wasn't how Rose described it.

With no stimulation to her clit, it wasn't enough for her to get off by it. But by the way he was moaning, he was enjoying it.

"F-fuck! You're so fucking tight! As anyone fucked you here? Huh, little slut?"

"N-no," she croaked faintly.

"No, no one has. It's just for me." He cooed against her ear. "Everything is mine."

As he continued to thrust, it didn't feel as good. It started to hurt. It felt like he was rubbing against raw skin with vigoration. Tears started to run down her cheeks by the sheer pain that was forming.

"Kylo, stop. It hurts! Please! Stop!"

"Shut the fuck up." He gripped the back of her neck and shoved her face into the comforter, making it harder to breathe. His thrusts grew quicker and rougher. Rey screamed and cried into the blanket. It was no longer fun or tolerable. Hot pain shot through her lower half.

She managed to turn her head to breathe in air. Snot ran down her lip as she tried to get her bearings. She tried to wiggle or shake him off, but it only hurt more. He was cutting her open. It felt like a rusty knife cutting her most intimate parts.

"Please stop! Please, please, PLEASE!" she let out a wailing cry of desperation. "It hurts! It fucking hurts!"

He leaned against her back. "Cry it out baby, cry it all out." He whispered in her ear. "This is what you deserve. For all the times you got out of line. For how brave you thought you were. But you're not brave, Rey. You're my little wife. And I'm going to enjoy fucking you full of babies." He gave a soft kiss to the back of her head.

She began hyperventilating, feeling dizzy and about to faint. Kylo only laughed, as if this reaction was amusing to him.

"S-stop," she said just above a whisper, her jaw chattering. Pain blinded her vision, or maybe she was slipping into unconsciousness.

"I-I'm going to cum if you keep begging." He said as if he was restraining himself.

She was going to die. She felt like she was dying. Her soul was slipping away, just like the breath of air from her lungs.

Everything drifted to black. She was in a shroud of darkness, making her feel safe.

She was jerked back awake by a kiss on her head. The burning sensation was still there, but the fullness was gone, along with her restraints. She was confused for a moment as she looked over to see Kylo standing by the side table lamp. The smell of cigarette smoke filled her nostrils as her eyes focused on his naked form. He was smoking, but she focused on his cock. It was covered in blood. Her blood.

She felt nausea wash over her.

She looked into his eyes to find them empty of remorse.

"I got carried away." He let out a dark chuckle.

Rey just looked numbly up at him as a tear escaped her eye. He's just like Hux. He's no different. He's not going to change. He's only going to continue to hurt her.

She had to get out.

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The voices inside her head were louder than ever before. Rey took a hot shower, ignoring what circled down the drain. She needed to get out of this house and far from Kylo.

How could she runaway? Where can she run? There's police stations. She just has to find where the nearest one is to her. Then maybe somehow she can run there.

She didn't know the gate code and would have to gain access to it, unless she can find away around it. She hoped she could.

She walked out of the bathroom in a towel to see Kylo sleeping on his back. He was snoring lightly, making it easy to sneak over. She once watched him use this app that gave him directions around the city. If only she could find it and try to see where the closest police station was.

She slowly picked up his cellphone and used his finger to gain access. He never stirred, making her breathe easier. The app she needed was on his front screen, making her easily find it.

She put in police station in the search bar and saw that the nearest one was two miles away. Rey tiptoed the phone out of the room and into her bedroom. She quickly scribbled the streets she had to continue down on a coloring book page.

She kept checking over her shoulder for Kylo, but he never came. She hoped she could read her rushed handwriting in the future. She stuffed the page under her pillow and went back into Kylo's bedroom to find him now on his stomach, face buried in a pillow. She wished to suffocate him with it.

Rey sat his phone back down on the nightstand and just stared at him. She had so much burning hatred for him. He was evil. Autumn was right. He's a monster. He would never change. He would never respect her. She's just an expensive toy for him to hurt. Her chest ached with melancholy.

She walked back to her bedroom, changing into a nightgown before climbing under her covers. She just stared at the wall until she fell asleep.

For the next few weeks, Rey was taking in every detail of the layout of the house. She would casually stroll to the front garden when Kylo was home and pretend to be admiring the flowers or she would pick a few and give them to Kylo as little presents. He just gave her condescending smiles that she loathed, but he was none the wiser. He had no clue how she truly felt. She accepted his shitty apology for raping her and pretended to believe that he'd never do it again.

She noticed cameras that overlooked the driveway and there was still that gate she didn't have access to. It was tall and impossible to climb.

The backyard was much the same. The fences were tall and you couldn't see through them. She wondered if she could dig a small tunnel to the neighbors yard, but there were cameras that would catch her before she could even dig it deep enough.

Her best option was waiting for the gala to make her escape. It felt like torture waiting that long, but she had no choice. It was her best chance. The gate would be open to allow all the guests in and Kylo would be distracted. It would hopefully be perfect.

Rey sat across from Kylo for dinner one night, he was rambling about the gala and how the caterer he wanted was being difficult to contact. She just nodded her head in agreement.

"Has a cat got your tongue? Why are you so quiet?" He finally asked roughly.

She shrugged her shoulders. "I'm just listening to you. I know everything will work out in the end. You will get what you want."

He smirked. "That's true," he nodded. "I do get what I want."

"You always do,"

She watched his cut a piece from his steak. She wished he wasn't a monster. She was attracted to him, but attraction meant nothing when he's abusive. She couldn't stand another moment in his presence. He was vile. He made her sick to her stomach.

The worst part was when he'd take her to bed. She'd be fucked into the mattress and it felt good. He felt good. He was so erotic and he made sure she'd cum each time. But she was left with a sour taste in her mouth. Even when he was holding her in his arms, it felt hollow.

He'd play with the ring on her finger, always asking about wedding ideas, or where she wanted to go on her honeymoon.

"We can go anywhere." He reminded her.

She didn't really have a concept of how many cities there were and all the dream destinations people had. She told him she wanted something with lots of water where she could swim and where it rained.

"Where do you want to go?" She asked him.

He was quiet for a moment. "Puglia, Italy. I've been with my family and it's beautiful. I think you'd like it."

"It sounds perfect, then." Rey replied.

The night of the gala, Rey was shaking like a leaf. She braided her hair and wore the dress Kylo bought her and wore the shoes to match. She stared at her reflection, feeling utter fear. The night had come and she felt like bailing. Maybe she can't go through with it.

Maybe she can just wait for another opportunity, but Rey was certain it wouldn't rise again for a long time. It was now or never.

Kylo was downstairs barking orders at the many servers and caterers. There was a band performing in the backyard and Rey could hear them doing warmups.

She had to hurry and finish getting ready to join Kylo downstairs. She had to wait to make her escape. She just didn't know until when.

When she arrived downstairs, she could hear Kylo shouting at the top of his lungs.

"Are you fucking stupid?! Look at me! Are you?!" Rey felt the hairs rise on the back of her neck as she slowly approached him. He looked over at her with a frown. "About fucking time!" She flinched at his anger. "The guests will be here any fucking minute and you're taking your time!" He must have saw fear on her face, because he drew a long breath before pinching the bridge of his nose and strolling closer to her. He grabbed her shoulders with a forced smile. "I'm sorry, Rey. I shouldn't be taking my anger out on you. You look beautiful."

"I'm sorry I took too long, I had a hard time zipping my dress up by myself." She lied.

He let out an exhale that sounded like a chuckle. "Well, you're here now."

She rested her hands on his chest. "Tonight will be perfect. Just, deep breaths. People will enjoy themselves and Mr. Snoke will be proud of you."

"You're right, I have nothing to stress about." He held his hand over hers before bringing her hand to his lips. "I'm so happy to have you." She nearly melted into him, but her self-respect pulled her back.

"Let's just have fun. You deserve a little fun after how hard you work. Drink and eat lots of food." She suggested.

"Just think, after this, we can plan our wedding. I've already contacted a few venues."

Rey smiled but her heart broke a little. She felt bad that he will be wasting the venues' time. Soon there won't be a bride.

"I can't wait," she forced past her lips.

Kylo was quickly whisked away by the sound of a server announcing the first guest has arrived. Rey followed after him to the foyer.

There was not just one guest but a whole slew of them. They came in a herd, all wearing beautiful gowns. Rey was shocked to find Matron Phasma among them.

She smiled proudly at the girl. "You have become quite a lady. Congratulations by the way on the engagement. You must be excited."

"Yes, ma'am." Rey wanted to shrink back and hide. Seeing the evil bitch herself was not on the agenda. All those awful memories came flooding back to her. All the punishments. Having her bark for men, shocking her until she vomited on the floor. All of them hit her like a ton of bricks.

Kylo must have sensed it, because it pulled her closer to his side and rubbed her back in soothing circles. She hated to admit it, but his touch helped a bit.

Rey stood by Kylo and greeted everyone. She perked up when she saw Rose. She reached out and grabbed her hand.

"I'm so glad you're here. I have so much to tell you." Rey whispered.

"I can't wait to hear it all." Rose beamed. It was good to have her best friend back.

Rey greeted Jyn and was surprised to see Jessica as well. She wore a nice red dress and had a collar around her neck. She was with Mr. Pryde. He had her on a leather leash like she was a dog. It was disgusting to see.

The home was overfilled with people and servers going around the silver trays. Rey grabbed a champagne flute and some hors d'oeuvres to fill her stomach. She kept watching the clock, like it would light up red and tell her to escape now.

She got separated from Kylo and even though she felt lost in the crowd, it was for the best. This way she had more of a chance to escape early.

Rey watched as Phasma was drinking and laughing with Mr. Pryde while Jessica stood there like an ornament. It filled her with blazing fury. She wanted to watch the whole organization burn to the ground, but first she had to escape to tell her story.

She flinched when she felt a hand on her shoulder. She turned to see Rose.

"Are you alright? You look lost." Rose greeted. Rey was quick to grab her hand and pulled her to a more secluded area. They huddled together in a corner, hidden by a house plant. "What are you doing?"

"Leave with me." Rey whispered.

Rose's eyes widened. "What?"

"Leave with me." She repeated. "Rose, I can't live like this. I can't. I have to leave. Leave with me."

Her friend looked scandalized and confused, it hurt Rey to see. Was her friend not on her side?

"Rey, there's nowhere to go."

"Yes, there is." Rey countered. She pulled out the slip of paper from her bra. "I have directions to the police station. We can go to them and get help. We can throw all these bastards in prison. We can see our real family, we can-"

"Rey, Rey! Are you crazy? What's gotten into you?" Rose hissed.

Rey couldn't believe it. How could she not see what Rey saw. "I'm tired of being raped and lied to. I'm tired, Rose. I deserve more, and so do you. This is our only chance to see our real family. To have a real life." She grabbed Rose by the shoulders, hoping to shake common sense into her. "Don't you want that?"

Rose took a step back with eyes filled with sadness and plea. "Don't do this. You won't get far. You'll just end up killed. I've heard of women who try to escape and they all end up dead. Even if you do make it home, they'll have a person come and kill you. You know too much as Kylo Ren's fiancee. They'll kill you." Her eyes started to glaze with tears. "I won't watch you die. If you die, I'm alone. Please, stay. Don't do this."

"I have to." She watched tears streak her best friend's cheeks. "Please, come with me. We can be free together. These men don't change. They will never love us the way we deserve."

Rose let out a shaky sigh. "I can't, Rey. I'm sorry. I'm scared. I don't want to die."

"I rather die than be stuck here. I can't leave this opportunity alone. It might be my only chance. This could be both of our only chance. We have to take it. I know you're scared, I am too. But we have to take it."

"I won't tell anyone, I promise. But I can't come with you."

"Don't do this, Rose." Rey pleaded. "You're smarter than this."

"I rather be alive here than dead out there."

Both girls looked at each other with so much pain and sorrow. How can this be the last time Rey sees Rose? It wasn't fair.

"Rose, please." She said just above a whisper.

"I can't, Rey."

Rey pulled her into a tight hug, they both clung to each other like magnets. Rey breathed in her best friends perfume and tried to remember everything she could about Rose.

"I love you. I'll share our story with everyone. Everyone will know what we went through."

"I know you will." Rose replied, and she meant it.

Rey pulled away and sighed. "I have to see when the best time to escape will be."

"Do it now." Rose ordered.

"But-"

"Kylo is getting drunk right now, you're out of his mind. Leave now. Don't wait, you said it yourself. This might be your only chance. I'll distract him, I'll tell him you went to the loo."

Rey nodded her head. "You're the best friend I've ever had. And I will never forget you."

Rose gave her a smile. "I'll never forget you either. I love you and I hope the best for you."

Rey gave Rose's hand a small squeeze before wiping her eyes and plunging into the crowd. She got lost in the sea of bodies, exactly what she wanted. She took a long route to the foyer. Everyone was distracted and having fun.

Rey sat her engagement ring on the accent table and left out the front doors. The moment she stepped outside, she ran as fast as she could. She ran past the open gate and kept running down the asphalt. She didn't even look back. She just kept running until she was far enough away. Her heart was in her throat, but the breath she took shed the years of oppression off from her shoulders. Even if she was shot dead, the relief she felt would make it worth it. For just a moment, she was truly free and that's all she wanted.

When she made it to a stop sign, she took the piece of paper out again and read to see if she took a turn, she did and rushed down the sidewalk. The heels killed her feet, but she wasn't stopping now, Kylo would notice her disappearance at any moment. They'd be sending cars after her. She'd have a whole hunting team trying to find and catch her.

Eventually, her feet hurt so bad, she had to just take them off and she started running with them in hand. She exited the private sector of houses and made it to busy city streets. People looked at her like she was crazy as she ran down the street in expensive clothes and fear in her eyes. She kept checking over her shoulder for if someone was after her.

She didn't know how long she'd be running for, but she was growing tired and her forehead was soaked in sweat. Hair fell out of her braid and shrouded her face. She kept checking the paper and trekked forward.

After thirty minutes of running, she was dragging her feet, tasting iron in her mouth. She was so close to collapsing but she couldn't stop now.

She had a few people beg her for money but she had nothing to give. Mostly people gave her worried or disgusted looks.

She finally leaned against a building wall, trying to catch her breath. Her legs shook with fatigue.

"Are you okay, miss?" An older woman asked.

Rey shrank back. She didn't trust anyone. Anyone could be working for Kylo.

"I-I'm fine," Rey staggered, but tears started to rise in her eyes. She had no idea where she was or if she was closer to the police station.

"Are you lost?" The woman asked.

"Yes," Rey admitted. "I-I don't normally look like a mess, I swear. I need a policeman."

The woman nodded slowly. "A policeman? Okay,"

"Am I closer to the police? I've been running for ages. I need one."

The woman looked over the girl's appearance. She looked so young and lost.

"Where's your parents?"

"In London, I think. I don't know where I am."

"Yes, you're far from home. Do you want me to take you to the police?" The woman asked.

Rey shook her head. "No, I'll go myself." She looked around herself anxiously. "I have to go. I can't stay here."

"Okay, okay." The woman said calmly. "What's your name, sweetheart?"

"Re- Kira, Kira Johnson." Rey responded.

"Okay, Kira. If you keep going straight, you'll meet Sunshine Street, it's not too far, and you'll take a right. The police will be right there."

"Thank you." Rey said before running in the direction she said. She was so close. Her slip of paper was now soaked with her sweat and the writing was smudged, but she remembered writing down Sunshine Street.

She ran and ran, even when her leg gave out and caused her to fall onto the dirty street, she just got back up and ran some more.

When she rounded the corner and saw the police station, she felt all her strength leave her. Suddenly, she was feeble. She slowly walked up the steps and entered.

The florescent lights pointed out every flaw of her appearance, showing everyone just how ruined she looked and felt.

"Can I help you?" A police man asked her.

"Yes, I'm Kira Johnson and I've been trafficked."

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Rey was taken into a comfortable room with a soft couch and stuffed animals. She clung to one that was a fuzzy Teddy Bear. She felt dirty with her feet stained from walking on the streets. She felt like she tainted the place.

She requested for two female police officers to speak to and they happily obliged. They were gentle with her.

She told them everything she knew. The moment she uttered The First Order, they were listening closely. Not many women escaped that organization alive or at all.

Rey was there for hours. They kept reassuring her that Kylo wouldn't find her there. If anyone came to the station requesting her, they wouldn't tell them she was there. She had no choice but to believe and trust them.

They've heard rumors of Kylo Ren but couldn't find the person. He was very good at covering his tracks. He was like a phantom.

"We contacted the National Crime Agency in England and they found a missing child report by the name of Kira Johnson. We were faxed over the information and you look remarkably similar to the child in the photo, we believe you are the same girl."

"If it helps, my dad's name is Jon and my mum's name is Mary." Rey added.

"That will help us." One smiled.

"I just don't want Kylo to find me. He'll kill me."

"We will do all we can to prevent that from happening." The second woman said.

Rey stayed there all night while the police contacted the FBI and the National Crime Agency. She slept on the couch while the police and investigators worked overtime on the case. This wouldn't be closed in a night, but at least they could get things organized for Rey to meet her family for the first time in years.

The next morning, she was given McDonald's breakfast and a coffee. They even brought her a change of clothes, just sweatpants and tee-shirt.

Rey waited eagerly for anymore news on what's next.

One of the female officers entered with a big smile. "Hi, Kira, good news, we were able to organized a flight back to London this afternoon. You'll be accompanied by some FBI agents that will be there to protect you. Okay?"

"I'll get to see my family?" Rey perked up.

"If everything goes smoothly, yes."

Rey couldn't contain her excitement. She was so happy. This was all she wanted. She wondered what Kylo is up to? Is he tearing the house apart? Is there a huge search party out for her? Is Rose safe? Is she alive?

She had lots to think about while she was shuttled to LAX airport. She felt safe knowing she had a group of people who had her back. She was allowed to bring the bear with her. She clung onto it tightly for comfort and support.

She was on a less fancy plane than she was used to. She learned quickly that Kylo spoiled her. She had a window seat where she got to see the world below her. It was relieving to watch the city get smaller. She had a straight flight to London that'd take upwards to eleven hours. She watched movies that Kylo would never let her watch and she enjoyed every second of it. She drank fizzy drinks and ate pretzels as she watched the small screen.

She eventually fell asleep only to be awoken by the burly men that were leading her off the plane.

She couldn't believe that she was back home. She was so excited to be back. So much weight was off her shoulders. She just wanted to collapse to the ground from how exhausted she truly was. This whole change has tired her out, but there was no time to rest yet.

She exited the gate to find a crowd of people and flashing lights. She didn't expect everyone taking her photo. She covered her eyes and the agents tried to hide her from it as well.

People in suits shouted her name, trying to get a statement. Among the crowd, she heard a familiar voice call out.

She lowered her arm and around the dark spots in her vision she saw a woman that vaguely looked like her, that must be her mum. She had tears in her eyes and was running forward with her arms out.

Rey ran towards her and hugged her tight. The agents and security tried to push the crowd back.

Her mother smoothed down her hair. "My baby! My baby! Oh my sweet Kira!" She sobbed.

Rey broke down too. "Mummy,"

She felt another set of arms engulf her. He smelled of cigarette smoke and she knew instantly that it was her dad.

"My sweet angel. You're alive. You're bloody alive." Her dad croaked.

Rey pulled back to get a look at her parents. Her dad was bald with a beer gut and her mum had streaks of gray. They were older, but they were her parents. She knew it instantly. Kylo took this away from her. She lost all those years where she needed her parents the most. He stripped her of so much more than she could ever know.

"Let's go home," Rey said softly.

She walked with her parents holding tightly onto her hands as they made their way slowly through the building in one piece.

Six years later

Rey learned a lot about her family and herself. Her parents divorced a year after she disappeared but neither gave up hope, they just assumed a child's bones would pop up one day. But never a call that she was alive and in America.

Her father had a boy with her step-mum Sarah and her mother had three kids with her step-dad. Although they were divorced, because Rey was alive, she cemented the two families together. Rey loved having a big family. She had so many little siblings. The youngest one being eight.

She gained an education and now advocated for human trafficking victims. She worked for a nonprofit organization that had ties in the US and England.

She now stood backstage for her TED talk in Cambridge. She smoothed down the creases on her pantsuit.

She had written a book and was now telling everyone her story. She really made it far. She still feared Kylo would be after her, but she mostly felt for the girls that were still in the system.

They managed to crack down on the institution in London, but they didn't get anyone important in charge. Even Hux got free. But Phasma wasn't so lucky. She killed herself in her cell before she could be prosecuted. But at least two hundred girls were saved and brought back home.

She no longer feared the target on her back, but welcomed it.

When it was time, Rey stepped out on the red circle where lights blinded her from seeing the crowd fully. It was such a big crowd, the sight nearly knocked the wind out of her.

"Hi, I'm Kira Johnson, or Rey. Rey was the name I was given in the trafficking ring as a little girl. But I see it also as my warrior name in some regard, because I overcame so much with that name. So, I identify by both. I'm here to tell what I learned in the ring and what I learned when I got out..." she said to the crowd.

Tucked in the far back of the auditorium was a man in black. He rubbed his jaw as he watched Rey give her presentation. He had waited so long to see her again.

He smiled to himself as he thought, I got you.