New Beginnings

Caught: Chapter 3

October 8, 2012 sometime past midnight 

Highway/ Somewhere on the outside of London

Prank?

The man wasn’t responding to my hello’s so I stopped, I knew I had to save my strength and voice for a bit. I laid my head on the pillow, my headache still pulsing, and began to berate myself internally  You dummy…you should’ve said no! You’re getting a PhD in advance Physics and you fell for this trap I took a deep sigh and closed my eyes trying to come up with a more rational explanation for my situation. I went over in my head past events trying to find some clue to what could have led to this. Not everyone knows I put my trash out at certain time every Sunday and it’s impossible for this man to know this. A stalker? No..that’s unlikely I would’ve noticed considering I hardly go anywhere new and I’m aware of my surroundings..A prank? That seemed more likely after all my two best mates Patrick and Moore, they knew my schedule and pranks where something they did on occasions and Moore did say jokingly he had a prank up his sleeve in regards to me getting drunk and pissing myself at his birthday party this August…Yeah…this was it…a prank by Moore for me being a jerk.  I let myself relax a little. Just go with it and by the morning you’ll be let go or maybe later on and we’ll have a good laugh and then I’ll do something to Moore in return with Angie’s help. Then I let myself nod off, there was no pointing in fighting the tiredness and fatigue. 

Delusional

I was out of the city, the lights of London  behind me and him, leaving nothing but road. And to my surprised Zac stopped saying hello and was loudly snoring. I was taken aback, I was expecting him to be snot nosed and pathetically pleading and promising me money and the world, giving me a partial hard on. But no, he was acting as if this was a some type of respite. I shrugged, and kept thinking to myself that the drivers I’m passing don’t know there’s a sleeping kidnapped victim, tho it would’ve been hotter if he was screaming, knowing he couldn’t be heard. 

I soon grew tired of the snoring and the silence and I yelled for him in a stern voice to wake the fuck up.  I heard his chains rattling slightly followed by a cough and a faint “Huh” 

“We’re out of of London…on our way to Hampshire (made up town btw- writer) it’s a rural low populated area, full of farms and wooded areas. It’s very isolating for the both of us. Which will be scary at first but you’ll adjust.” 

Then to my horror he began to laugh

“Moore put you up to this…I swear he went overboard..trust me I’ll be the best victim till you let me go with his permission.I’m very sorry for the mess he put you in, it’s silly really but I’m sure he told you.” *cough* “I’ll keep quiet and let you focus on the road and I’m sure Hampshire will be a lovely scenic view for the next couple of hours.” 

I was in complete disbelief but also giddy. The fact he convinced himself this was a prank meant I could torment him further by going along with it, making my reveal for its new life more heartbreaking for it and arousing for me. 

“Yeah, get your rest and you’ll probably be free before the night is over. Back in time to study perhaps.”  He’s so dumb

Stopped

 I’m not sure how long it’s been, but I see glimpses of the purplish sky, meaning the sun is slowly starting to rise. Just a few more hours and I go back to sleep. 

 I’m awaken by the sound of the sliding van door, I squint my eyes expecting the sun to shine but it as appears where in a warehouse, metal all around and a bright light and before me is a tall muscular man wearing a baclava. I keep quiet as he climbs in, towering over me, he gently removes the leash, *fuck that feels great*  and then he reaches into his military style vest revealing a hood. I don’t protest as he puts it over my face, the less I see of him the better. Soon I’m lifted out of the van and I can stand, no longer kept in place by that chain I briefly felt. The concrete floor is cold and it jolts me despite my socks, I can’t remember if my slippers were on my feet or not…so much of last night a blur. I then feel the same leash being put back around on my neck and then a gentle tug and a deep voice telling me to walk and so I do I’ll be home soon just follow what the man says 

Arrived

I was relived seeing the entrance to my drive way. It’s s a 3 kilometer driveway to get my  farmhouse, while the house itself sits on 700 acres and the nearest neighbor is so many kilos away. Plus there’s a wooden fence that’s 7ft tall that I had installed to surround a back yard garden, which has a locked door leading to another garden and the open space. And not to mention the forest that surrounds the entire acreage.I say all this to say even if the pupper managed to escape by own failure it would be a useless endeavor and a waste of both our times. 

I drive the van around the house and take it past the fence/gardens and to my warehouse which is connected to a huge barn.This is area is going to be its new home along with the occasional basement stay once I feel like it has progressed to that point. 

Once inside the warehouse I take off my worker jumpsuit and put on a military vest and containing items to keep him subdued and a baclava. I open the panel door where his collared is secured and climb in. The pupper doesn’t make any attempt to fight me and accepts me putting the hood on it. I take the chain off connecting his handcuffs and ankle shackles, and sit him up and give him a slight push out the van, he seems startled but doesn’t run. I then put the disconnected leash back around its neck and tug on the chain and tell him to walk. He does so without hesitation. 

New Home

I take him past the antique cars, my wood working station and other areas dedicated to my hobbies till we reach the back of the warehouse.  I type in the numbers to the electronic door and on each wall of the corridor is 4 doors. One leads to his new chambers and the other is my reeducation room, the rest are false doors which open to a wall. I designed it this way to give any pupper the false hope of getting out and to confuse it. 

I reach one of the doors on the left and open it and there in the middle of the room is a dog cage large enough for a person with a dog bed. On each upper corner of the room is a camera and the room is also soundproof. 

I tell it to get on its knees and it does so and I push him into the cage and tell it to sit up. It struggles to adjust itself but it eventually gets in a comfortable sitting position. I close the cage door and lock the padlock. And before leaving I reach through the cage above its head and pull off the hood..