Thread: A slave of debt (Wolfman x LaBellaMia)

As Vlad led Miki's newest and prettiest posession away, Miki Sergei and Oleg finished up their business with the Doherty's. Patrick sat on the couch, weeping shamefully, and Deborah had been allowed to cover herself up. They had both been shamed by their daughter's selfless action and Miki's humiliation of them. Sergei pushed Deborah down on the couch next to her husband, and Miki watched with amusement as she with disgust on her face pulled away from Patrick. Your daughter has spared your miserable life, Patrick. She is by far the bravest of the three of you. She was the only one attempting to fight. She was the only one to come to your defense, patrick. And you sold her out. I will make this clear to you once and for all you will never see her again. Deborah broke down and cried, curling up in the foetal position as sobs wracked her body. Miki continued Try to take her away from me and you will die, as will she. Try to contact her and I will punish HER for your transgressions, not you. I don't care what you tell the school, just make sure they understand she'll not be back. If any from the school authorities come sniffing near me we will punish her, not you. The same goes for friends and family. Any one of them come asking for her, she will suffer. If the police come sniffing... you know what'll happen. She is mine now, and I will train her to be my perfect little mistress. She will be more loyal to me than you were to her. Questions? There were none. Miki took the sheet of paper with Patrick's debt listed. He brought out a pen and wrote paid in full before crumpling it up and tossing it in his face. By all accounts, Caitlin's parents were as bad as his own were. Miki would teach her the ways of the world, teach her that nothing came free. He would teach her respect. And he would teach her that disobedience came at a price. Oleg went to the girl's room and rummaged through her drawers and cupboards to bring underwear and some of her clothes as well as toiletries. They got her passport and all papers pertaining to her as a person. They left behind stuffed toys and family pictures. This was a new start for her, all remembrances of her previous life were banned, all links to be severed. The clothes they'd brought would be thrown away as they purchased new ones. Hefting a small bag with her belongings, they left the apartment and the ruined humans within. Entering the SUV, Miki and Vlad rode in front while Sergei and Oleg flanked the young girl in the back. She was sitting in an almost foetal position herself. No wonder. In a few short minutes, her life had been turned upside down. As they set course for Miki's mansion, Sergei and Oleg tried to fasten her safety belt for her, wary of her trying anything stupid. It was a 20-minute drive, and Miki and his men loudly in both russian and english talked about Caitlin's cowardly father, and how they would never have sacrificed their daughters the way he'd done. Miki turned around and looked at Caitlin in the back seat. I want you to understand one thing right away, Caitlin. I'm in charge. Do not ever fool yourself into thinking that you can make any decision without consulting with me. The way you wear your hair, what outfits you should wear, whether or not you shave your legs or pussy, I decide it all. Do right by me and obey me, and you will be treated like princess. Disobey me or shame me in any way, you will be punished. Try to run away, we kill your parents before we find you and sell you off to cheap bordello. And you will address me as 'Sir'. Never 'Mikhail and never 'mister Uljanov', but SIR! I will call you 'slut' or 'Caitlin' if you've been good. Do you understand, slut?