(Me and Mommy only) Lilith and Her Slave Life

She curled up, terrified. She ate it al though, just wanting him to stop. Tears streamed down her cheeks, she was miserable and tired.

He picked up her plate and leaned down, whispering, "From now on you listen, and only spoke when spoken to. You answer everything I ask, and you never disobey."

She curled up in a tight ball wanting it to just end. She was tired and bit her lip.

"Do you understand?" He growled.

She nodded softly, "Y-Yes...sir..."

"Good girl." He said patting her once softly on the head then leaving again.

She shivered, then curled up in a tight ball. "He loves me...just like Daddy..." she was telling herself in a soft voice. "Bad girls should be punished..." she was shaking, then closed her eyes tightly, "I'm a whore...I'm nothing more than Braysen's bitch..." tears streamed down her cheeks. "Maybe...pleasing him will make him happy...just like in...second grade..." she then fell asleep

Braysen was downstairs working in the office. "I will make her obey, not just sometimes, all the time.. Even if it kills me.." He said to himself.

She slept soundly, dreaming of nothing but him. She woke up an hour later, wondering why he was hurting her. She went to a corner and found a needle, she then carved 'Braysen's Bitch' all over her body before going back to sleep

Braysen went up to her again, with another meal. He went in, slamming the door. "Lillian!" He barked. "Come here now!" He set the food on the table, still not seeing her.

She was passed out, pale and weak. Her breathing was shallow and there was the smell of blood, hers. She started to wake and whispered softly, tiredly, "Yes sir..." she only managed to crawl a little before laying down. "Master...am I doing...good now?"

Braysen sniffed the air and went to her, looking over her body. "No!" He yelled and picked her up, putting her in the chair. "Eat, drink! NOW!" He was furious, not only because of her, but because of the blood smell as well. "Eat, I will be right back!" He then left, going to his office and calling a therapist.

She curled up on the floor, too tired. A therapist was soon over, he went up to Lilith and tended to her wounds. "BRAYSEN WHAT DID YOU DO TO HER?" he was furious as he looked to Braysen. "The damage you did...worsened her mental state...I'll need to talk to her privately"

Braysen looked at the therapist. "How the hell did I make it worse! She couldn't even remember who the fuck I was!" He snapped. "You can't make things worse when they don't remember shit!" He stood there, stubborn, not wanting to leave the room.

"Master..." she said in a soft voice, "Was I your bitch then too...I remember...standing up for you...and you..." she shivered and the therapist looked coldly at Braysen.

"You made it worse...her memory is slowly coming back but you are making her second guess things, it is your fault she is suffering," he snarled. "You just killed your only friend...even if not physically then mentally"

Braysen froze, staring at her. "You were never my bitch.. You were my friend.." He glanced between the therapist and her. "I did this to you.." He shook his head and backed up slowly. "I'm a monster.."

She whimpered softly, "Master..." she was terrified, tears streamed down her cheeks. "I'll make you...happy Master..." she grabbed the needle and started cutting herself again in an attempt to make him happy.

"You see...she needs help, I'll get her into a mental institution and you can visit her everyday, maybe even go to a few of her meetings"

Braysen took the needle away and looked her in the eyes. "No more hurting yourself.. Braysen doesn't like it.." He looked at the therapist. "You are not taking her.." He growled, the smell of her blood filing his nose. "We will do daily meetings here, she will not be put in an institution.. If you take her, who knows what she will do.."

"Braysen she needs it...she can't be here, not after what you did to her"

"She can't leave either.. I will leave the room.. If she asks for me, tell her I will be back.. don't take her yet.. Promise me.. Please.." Braysen said to the therapist.

"I can't promise you...don't you see how much pain she is going through"

"Yes I do.. But if you give me a month.. I will change this.." He stood and headed for the door. "Be good Lillian. Answer all the doctor's questions.." Then headed out the door.

The therapist sighed, "Do you like t here?" Lilith nodded softly

"Master is happy, so I am happy," she told the therapist

"Did he hurt you?" The therapist asked

"My Daddy taught me hurt was love...it means I'm a good bitch...I am Master's bitch and I want to be good"

Braysen stood outside the door, pacing quietly. He wasn't listening to them, he was lost in his own thoughts.

The therapist sighed and went outside, then played back a recording in front of Braysen