Thread: The Debt Collector (Greysmith and FemShep)

Despite that Master could be quite stupid in most cases he knew how to cover up the stories of abuse and scandals that have been reported. Sometimes after men would come and ravage Emilee's body they would carelessly gloat about it explaining every detail of the horrific event. Either someone walking by or a member of their staff would hear and report to the media to police and media services to cover the stories. Actually, that was how Master fell into debt to begin with. Because of Emilee, Master has been cruel man with plenty of friends seeking the same services making her do things to them or other women for their pleasure sometimes even recording it for later. There was plenty of evidence with security videos, rumors, and just by looking at Emilee, but of course everyone had a price. At first paying off cops and the media was easy with a few payments, but he wouldn't use Emilee on them after all she needed to stay tight and firm for his friends. Another few payments had to be made to doctors who would use drugs to keep Emilee's body firm, usable, and even prevent pregnancies since some of his friends forget to pull out. All of these factors caused the Master to lose more and more money and soon enough he wouldn't have enough to keep his mansion. Instead of selling Emilee on the streets he decided to ask organizations and even mafia members for money promising to pay them back once his finances were stable again, but he had no intention of paying anything back. All he cared about was his little sex toy and money, but now that he had neither Master will have to work his ass off to get it all back again. Chills ran through Emilee's body seeing Sieg's cold eyes return on her, but at the same time looked surprised. What Emilee couldn't determine was what he was surprised about. Watching him stand and closing in on her, Emilee let out a soft fearful gasp. His eyes were so cold she could feel his icy gaze burning into her skin. While his words of a simple approval were comforting in a sense Emilee still couldn't keep herself from trembling. As she saw his hand rose towards her, Emilee closed her eyes and braced herself feeling her heart pounding even faster and losing control of her soft breaths for the familiar grip leading to more torment, yet Emilee felt nothing. It took a few seconds before her trembling body would allow her sapphire eyes to open again. His fingers tracing over her collar for a moment surprised her. What was he thinking? Was this bad or good? Was it really so strange to see a girl with a collar in this world? Her body still trembled, but not as fearfully seeing how close he was standing to her. Her soft eyes wouldn't dare look up into his eyes, but she could only wonder what his eyes were saying and what he was thinking. The more Emilee observed the man before her the more she began to wonder. He seemed conflicted which was foreign to Emilee being the only conflict she's seen in a man was where to take her to play. She wouldn't allow herself to think of the possibility he wished to free her. Freedom was only a dream to her, one Emilee will never live besides what would she do with freedom? All Emilee has ever known was harsh cruel people and the usual cleaning, cooking, and rapes. How could she ever be a member of the free outside world like he was? All she was a toy that'll be used over and over again until she died or grew too unattractive to men from age. Her thoughts were disturbed hearing Sieg clear his throat. For a moment she watched him move and speak to her in a way no one ever has before. He sounded serious and cold again, but deep down Emilee wanted that so she could never get too attached to him and be influenced by the idea of having freedom. She was pretty hungry it's been at least two days since she's gotten to eat, but it was normal to her. Because he asked her a question Emilee spoke up obediently. I wouldn't be opposed sir, but it's not my decision on anything. Please do as you wish and I shall follow without a word unless you wish me to speak.