6. Savvy
Chapter 6
Savvy
25 Weeks
I have spent the last few days getting to know the next best thing to my sister, Charlotte, her daughter. MJ reminds me so much of myself when I was close to her age. When Bash was my entire life. She is much worse than I ever thought I could be when it comes to being submissive.
I’ve also been spending a little time with Fiona. She graced our presence at the stables shortly after I met MJ. If Max or Fiona bark orders of any kind towards her, she snaps to it, no questions asked. She is like a robot around them. She has opened up to me when no one else is around about what is expected of her and why.
We spend a ton of time eating junk and watching The Originals. She has already watched The Vampire Diaries and loved it, but she doesn’t get to watch much TV, so when she is with me, that’s what she wants to do. It’s been a fun distraction from being stuck here.
I hear my door open without a knock and know it’s Max, here to let me out of my cell for the day. I know it’s a beautiful room, but when you can’t escape it, it’s a cell, only a nice one. I stand up from the little desk and cast my eyes down with my hands clasped down in front of me. He seems to prefer me this way most of the time.
“Sweetheart, you straightened your hair. It’s getting a little long, I’ll have MJ call her stylist to come do your hair tomorrow. You look too much like Lottie with it like this. Go fix it.” He orders, showing his distaste for my hair with his scrunched-up face. I turn on my heel without saying a word or looking at him and head back into the bathroom. I was curious if he was another man in love with a woman he couldn’t have. Does Lottie haunt him in the same way she did Bash? The way I know she still haunts my husband?
I ponder my thoughts while I flip my hair over the tub and wet it back down to make it curly again. Was it worth an hour of straightening my hair to get proof that he felt some type of way about her? It’s not like I have anything else to do, so yeah.
I wonder sometimes if I would have liked Lottie. I still don’t know. I mean, she was my sister, and even though I never got to meet her, I feel like I was getting to know her through her journals, even though they were as cryptic as her life apparently was. How many men fell for her to the point they went nuts trying to find any semblance of her in anyone else. Did she have a golden pussy? I’m realizing I may never know how she had the hold on men the way she did. I only care about one man though. His is the only opinion that matters to me.
I have to pretend to be with Max. Did Lottie have to pretend with all the men in her life or did she truly love any of them? I read in one journal about how much she loved Bash, but there was also one saying how much she loved Sin. I wonder if I looked at the ones from her teen years if there would be one for Max. The way she loved one was not the way she loved the other. Bash was her first. She loved him because of that I think, just like I did. There is something about your first that just sticks with you. No matter how hard you try, you are never completely free of their memory.
I squeeze the excess water from my hair and grab a towel to dry it some. He won’t let me go outside if it’s wet, so I grab the blow dryer and diffuser after brushing and adding some product in to keep it from frizzing out. Once I’m satisfied it’s dry enough to get by, I clip my sides back to tame it the best I can. I know if I don’t hurry, he will be upset I’m wasting his precious time. I sigh at how I look in the mirror. The dark circles mixed with the complacent look in my eyes lets me know I’m slipping away. Will I be able to find myself again when this is all over? If I’m still around that is. I have to believe that there is a light at the end of the tunnel. That Sin will find me, and this will all be over soon. I can’t give up.
I shake my head at my thoughts when I feel tears well up. Come on Savvy, you can do this. Be his good girl and keep him happy. You just have to keep it up until Sin finds you. I straighten my shoulders as I head back into the bedroom. Max looks up as I enter the bedroom and I see his eyes light up. I feel his eyes go up and down my body before landing on mine, realizing I’m looking at him.
“There’s my girl.” He smiles as he gets up from his chair at the little dining table and extends his hand as he always does. I take it as I let out a breath at the fact that I had just got to witness Max go from Mr. Hyde to Dr. Jekyll. He kisses my forehead and ushers me out of the room, holding me tight to his side today. Every day he gets more affectionate with his arm around my back and waist when he pulls me in closer and closer every time. I try to stay relaxed as if it doesn’t bother me, but I can’t help but tense up today.
“Fiona would like to see you this afternoon, she is having a new chef come in from NOLA that she thinks you will like much better.” He says as he places his free hand on my belly. Another thing he has been doing incessantly, touching my stomach. It’s annoying that he is trying to do things that I know Sin would be doing. Sometimes I pretend he is Sin just to get through the day. I know it’s wrong, but it keeps me from ripping his throat out with my bare hands. I know he is the bad guy here. I wonder if he truly believes he isn’t just because he is keeping me healthy. I haven’t figured out his end game yet, but I will, eventually.
“Alligator cheesecake with pita bread, gumbo, and blackened chicken alfredo with voodoo sauce. Banana foster for dessert.” I ramble off all the food I miss.
I miss when Sin and I cooked together. He taught me how to make several NOLA delicacies. I may have told Fiona to just let me cook every once in a while, so I can have what I’m craving. I guess she took it to heart. I wonder what else I could get if I asked.
“Perfect! I think this new chef will surprise you tonight. She is excited for you to start making the menu for the week.” He sounds excited as he leads me to the front door.
“I’m excited to try it.” I try to act happy, but I’m too tired to really give it my all today.
We finally make it outside and I’m relieved I don’t have to stay in his stuffy office with him again today instead of going outside since it’s been raining. He has absolutely no taste when it comes to decorating. His office lacks any luster at all. Everything is black. I noticed he keeps a nice stock of alcohol in there along with his torture corner where he made me watch what he did to Dr. Kiefer after my ultrasound. I only watched the video, but I know that’s where he took her for her punishment. He made me sit on the nice black leather couch which points directly at his little torture corner. He watched how I reacted to the video. I didn’t show emotion. That bitch can fuck off. I’m not gonna lie, it was hot, the way she begged for more.
My hormones are all over the place and I have been horny as hell. I just refuse to give myself that kind of release. Not here. Sin will make it all better when he finds me.
I remember watching him strap her down to the contraption with her face down. I can still see her face through the hole in the headrest, similar to the ones at massage places. Her arms were strapped down to the arm rests with leather straps that buckle. The sex bench has moving parts to put someone in any position. She looks like a frog with her knees bent up and strapped down to the bench with leather straps securing them tightly to the bench as they dig into her skin, restricting any movement. She had an O ring gag holding her mouth open strapped to her head buckled in the back and secured with a lock holding the buckle in place. I watched as he spanked her with a belt after placing a but plug in her ass. Max picked up a remote off of the little table full of toys and hit a button making his captive squirm. He hit a button a couple more times until the good doctor was moaning. He placed the remote down and made his way around to the head of the bench, dropping down the head rest. He started fucking her mouth, holding her head up by her hair, making her gag and cry until he pulled out and came all over her face. He showed me the next video when that one ended with her still strapped to the bench sobbing, yet begging him for more. He took the but plug out and fucked her ass as he teased her pussy with a vibrator, never allowing her to come. The video finished showing a close up of her face as black tears mix with cum dripped down her face. I also haven’t seen the bitch since then. I wonder if I will have a new Dr next time.
“Is MJ meeting us at the stables?” I ask hopeful she is already down there.
“No, I have you all to myself until noon. MJ had some business with Fiona this morning. She should be back before we head back for lunch.”
I smile up at him not showing the disappointment on my face.
“I thought it would be nice if we took the side by side down to the river and around the rest of the property so you can get in some new scenery. You were a good girl this morning fixing your hair without question. I would like to reward you. Does that sound nice sweetheart?” he asks, almost as if he is daring me to say no.
“It would be nice to see something new, thank you Max. I just hope the ride isn’t too bumpy. If I’m not allowed to ride a horse, I’m sure Dr. Kiefer would go out of her mind if we went mudding.” I cast my eyes down as I roll them, noticing the smirk grow on his stupid face.
“You are probably right; we wouldn’t want to do anything that could harm baby Kohl.” He leans down, kissing my forehead as he places a hand on my belly. I close my eyes and take a breath. Don’t fight it Savvy, control your body, try to relax. I keep telling myself until he finally puts an inch between us, and I feel like I can breathe again.
“I’m actually more tired today than I have been, and my feet hurt for some reason.” I try to give him excuses as to why I seem uncomfortable, because it can’t be the slime ball acting like he is some knight in shining amor for bringing me food and letting me out of my room.
“Savanah, why didn’t you say so before we left the house?” He looks down at me, putting a finger under my chin, lifting until my eyes meet his. His eyes grow a little wider when he takes in my face.
“How long have you felt like this?” he asks, as I stumble back, feeling dizzy, then doubling over, and losing my breakfast. Max holds my hair back and helps hold me up. I feel sweat start to drip down my neck.
“Since about four a.m. I woke up from a nightmare and couldn’t go back to sleep. That’s been happening most nights since my ultrasound. I usually am able to finally fall asleep around two most of the time. I think I’m just tired and am overdoing it a bit.” I try to brush it off, knowing that the stress of this situation is exactly what is causing it, but it’s not like I can say you’re the problem along with your bitch doctor and psycho mother. I went through this after my brother put me in the hospital. The difference is, back then, I would wake up from the nightmare, and be in a safe place. Here, I wake up and I’m in the same hell I was dreaming about. It’s like my life has turned into one long nightmare, that I can’t wake up from, or even escape from in sleep.
Max sits me down next to the corrals on a square haybale before he takes out his phone and starts typing like a lunatic. He removes one of my boots and socks looking at my foot.
“Jesus Savvy, you are really swollen, sweetheart.”
I start to feel dizzy again and before I can say anything, everything goes black.
I wake up to the sound of Haley telling Klaus off while MJ snickers at the TV. I open my eyes to see MJ sitting up next to me with her legs crossed, while she tosses popcorn in her mouth. I smile at her innocence or what’s left of it .
“Hey girly, what did I miss?” I ask, making her jump.
She turns around on the bed to face me and takes my hand. “You scared the shit out of me. How are you feeling? You missed dinner with Fiona! That’s about it.”
“I’m okay. Just wore out. What did Dr. Kiefer say?” I ask hoping the baby is okay.
“Your body finally gave out from exhaustion. You can’t go on two or three hours of sleep for days on end while your body is growing another human being at the same time. Don’t worry, they gave you a mild sedative so you would rest. I get to stay here with you for the next few days and nurse you back to health. Think of it like a slumber party.” She grins from ear to ear almost bouncing.
“Sounds like more fun than I have had in a while. Can we get food though? I’m starving.” I chuckle as my stomach growls on cue.
“Of course, you missed lunch and dinner. What would you like? The new chef prepared what you had requested last night. I put your plate in the fridge, I’ll go heat it up for you. You have a cup of water next to you on your nightstand. Drink that and then you can have an apple juice.” She laughs as I roll my eyes.
“Water sucks.” I complain as I take a sip. Hmm, not so bad. “What did you put in this water?” I ask as I take another long sip on the straw.
“Orange slices, a quarter lemon, and a slice of pineapple. You can make water taste good, and the fruit is good for you.”
“Okay, I might like water now.” I laugh with MJ as she brings my food in on a huge tray that can sit on my lap. She helps me prop up a bunch of pillows behind me, so I can sit up and be comfortable.
I eat until I can’t eat anymore, and wince at the heartburn I have given myself.
“Can you get the tums from the bathroom? Tell the new chef they have my vote.” I try to relax back into the pillows but can’t get comfortable. I get up and head to the bathroom suddenly feeling the urge to pee. I almost bump into MJ with her head down looking at her cell phone .
“Shit! What are you doing up?” I guess I startled her, more than she did me.
“I have to pee.” I explain pushing past her before I piss myself.
“Oh, ok. For the next three days that is all you are allowed to do. You can get up to pee but that’s it. Dr. Cowans orders. If you need anything I’m here to get it, or make the guys go get it.”
“Who is Dr. Cowan? I ask as I come back to the bedroom and comply by laying back down with a huff.
“A new OBGYN Fiona brought in for you. He is yummy, unfortunately, also gay. She thought it would help put you at ease since she already got rid of Kiefer. When you passed out Max panicked, calling Fiona. He carried you all the way back here, to your room. I’ve never seen him show such care with a female before, other than me and Fiona. He is different with you, softer somehow.