Thread: The Debt Collector (Greysmith and FemShep)

As Emilee went in the other room Sieg's words lingered in her head. 'He really has fucked you up royally hasn't he?' Despite knowing the horrible things her master has done it took those words to finally feel all the pain he caused rushing back to her. Emilee's body must have been numbed it she couldn't even remember all the suffering until someone said something. Emilee didn't even know how much her body trembled and how much she flinched. Her memories of everything he's done was burned into her mind, but it became so usual to be hurt that her body thought it was normal. She was ignorant of what kindness and generosity was. She didn't know how the outside world worked and with everything that's been happening Emilee felt like she was drowning. Everything was changing so fast and much that her head was spinning. Emilee knew once experiencing what this outside world had to offer it'll be that much more painful to go back home. Her comfortable body would remember what pain was. What rape and abuse felt like. Thinking about it, now that she was in the warmth when she'll return to the cold it'll be that much colder and darker. Never again will Emilee be as bless as she was right now. In the other room Emilee couldn't hear the whispers and lowered voices of Sieg and Gemma even with the door open. It became a habit to keep doors open, because her master wasn't very happy with her trying to block herself away from him. She could remember the beatings, his angry shouts, the sound of her own screams. Emilee forced herself to chase away her own nightmares as she finally allow the revealing outfit to fall off her damaged, but still gorgeous body. Naturally Emilee feared the moment a man would walk in and force her to the ground while she was doing this, but strangely no such thing happened. Unfortunately Emilee couldn't abandon the provocative undergarments underneath her uniform, but at least she'll be covered for once. Piece by piece Emilee slipped the uniform onto herself feeling it loosely covering her body showing she was a bit too small, but it was a improvement. With the uniform covering her body Emilee examined herself like she never wore clothes before. Is this what most women felt like? Secure and decent without a hint of sex appeal exposed to the world? This feeling was unlike what Emilee has ever felt before so odd, but welcomed. What was this feeling? Was it...happiness? Emilee decided to return to prevent Sieg from waiting too long and folded up her old uniform to store away for now. Last time she let a man wait for her for too long she gained a few more scars to her collection. She didn't know how to feel or what to do now that she was fully clothed. So, as she returned to Sieg, Emilee kept her eyes to the ground with her hands folded in front of her like a nervous little girl. In this new world she didn't know what was proper or normal. How could she? All her life she's been a maid and a living sex toy for her master and all his friends. Despite no longer having to wear her uniform for now Emilee couldn't take her collar off. She had to remember she was her master's pet and just because a kind man took her away for a short time didn't mean she could forget it. Emilee feared her master so much that she believed just the slightest move could set him off again. She had to remember that Sieg wasn't like them he wasn't like the other men. Yet no matter how much she tried her body still lived in fear of the slightest touch. Emilee returned to Sieg keeping her maid like stiffness and attitude. Is this better sir? She asked softly forcing herself to look at him, but never in the eye.