by Paige Dearth
Myles reviewed photos of all the new children who were brought into his concealed locations in the Northeast corridor. When he saw the pictures of Maggie, her beautiful, innocent eyes had caused a stir in his groin. He’d made a special trip to Pennsylvania to be the first to have the lovely child.
After John William returned Maggie to her cell that night, Cali went to her, carrying a bowl of warm water and an old T-shirt. She bathed the young girl as best she could in an attempt to remove all the reminders of Myles from her small body. The teen could see bruises that indicated that Maggie had been badly hurt. She told John William that Maggie would need a glass of whiskey to ease some of her pain so she could recover. Cali managed to get Maggie to drink most of the whiskey, and a short time later, the child slipped into sleep.
The next day, Seth ran into Maggie’s cell while she was still sleeping and threw himself across her body. As she woke slowly, memories of where she was and what Myles had done to her flooded back. Cali and Max walked into her cell just as the reality of what happened sank in. The teenagers sat on the edge of the cot. Maggie immediately wailed, “Cali, a man did horrible things to me last night. I think that he did something really bad to my insides. He hurt me so much.”
Cali’s throat filled with bitter bile, and she looked to Max for support as she began to console the child. “I know, Maggie. I know what he did to you. The first time always hurts the most. It’ll get better,” she said, trying to reassure her.
“No, it won’t get better! I’m never letting anyone do that to me again!” Maggie shouted.
Seth stared at Maggie with a confused expression, wondering why she was so upset. Maggie stood to use the toilet, but her small, thin legs gave out. Max jumped up to help his little friend over to the toilet.
“Maggie, we are all in this rattrap together,” Max said. “When you are with these scum-sucking pigs, you are alone in your own sadness, and nobody is there to care, but when we are together, you aren’t alone anymore. Get it in your head that we look after each other even though no one else seems to give a fuck about us. When it gets as bad as it did last night, you have to believe that someday, things will get better, and until that day comes, all us kids are family.”
Maggie wanted to hold onto Max and never let him go, but she was too weak even to respond. She wanted him to grow big, hard muscles so that he could beat up John William and get them all out of there.
Having lost all modesty, Maggie sat on the toilet to pee. She groaned when her urine passed through her like liquid fire.
She had just finished when John William walked into the cell. “Let’s go. Breakfast.”
Maggie looked over at the man who had stolen her from a life she adored, and anger welled up inside of her, giving her a small boost of energy. John William had made her leave the loving family she’d known and put her into this new life, one of fear and pain.
Maggie scowled at him. “I’m not hungry.”
“I don’t give a shit if you’re hungry or not,” John William said without compassion. “Get your ass out here. Everyone eats when I say they eat.”
Maggie’s newfound courage quickly dissolved when John William took a few steps toward her. She stood from the toilet and obediently followed Cali and Max into the hallway. Seth tagged along behind, his small hand firmly holding onto hers.
At breakfast, Shana watched Maggie closely. Finally, after John William had left them to eat, she said, “So who were you with last night? Huh? You were with Myles, right?”
Maggie looked up from her flavorless oatmeal. “Who’s Myles?”
“Myles owns us, you pea brain. He usually comes for me. But you’ve ruined all of that. I hate you!” Shana spat.
“Shana, stop it!” Cali cut in. “She didn’t do anything. She can’t help it that Myles wanted her. I’m sure this doesn’t change anything for you. He’ll keep you safe, just like he always has.”
Shana looked over at Maggie again. “Yeah, well, Cali better be right. Otherwise, I’ll kill you.”
Maggie looked to Max, who quickly shifted his gaze back to the bowl in front of him. Then he swallowed hard and spoke. “Shana, you’ve been here long enough to know how this works. It’s not like they gave her a fucking choice. Lighten up on her and try to remember back to your first time with Myles. Just because he protects you doesn’t make it any easier.”
“Whatever, Max. Fuck you, too! All I know is that Myles better come back for me, or I’m gonna fuck her up,” Shana argued, her bark way bigger than her bite.
What is Shana talking about? Maggie wondered. She didn’t do anything, and she never met anyone named Myles. She would ask Cali after breakfast. The last thing she wanted was for one of the kids not to like her. Worse yet, what if Shana really beat her up or even killed her? She didn’t want to die in this terrifying place. She wanted to go home to her family. Besides, being left out at school was one thing, but here, not being accepted would push her deeper into hell.
Chapter Four
“Who’s Myles?” Maggie asked Cali as soon as they were alone.
“Myles is the big boss. He runs all of the places where they keep the kids,” she answered.
“What do you mean all of the places?” Maggie wanted to know.
“Well, just like here, there are lots of different places where they kidnap kids and sell them for sex. Sometimes they move us around. I’ve been to three other states since they took me. But don’t worry; if Myles likes you, they will keep you here,” Cali explained, trying not to alarm her.
“Is that why Shana is mad at me? Is she afraid they will move her somewhere else?”
Cali considered how to answer without worrying Maggie. “That’s part of it. The other part is that if Myles likes you, he’ll come back to see you. Before you came here, he came to see Shana. I know you don’t understand all of this, but some of the clients can be mean. Sometimes they do things to us that hurt more than Myles hurt you last night.”
Maggie hung her head, unable to believe something could hurt more than what Myles had done to her. “So, are you saying that someone is going to hurt Shana?”
“It’s possible. Now that he wants you, it means that John William can give her to anybody. It’s the way things work. But you have to remember that you didn’t do anything to make it happen. Shana is just scared now. Myles has kept her safe for the past year,” Cali explained.
Maggie let the new information sink in before she asked her next question. “Does that mean that only Myles will have sex with me?”
“No, baby. It just means that they won’t let you be with anyone who does things that are extra mean,” Cali explained, feeling the younger girl’s fear.
“Extra mean how? Like, what do they do?” Maggie persisted.
Cali let out a loud sigh. It made her sick to have to explain these horrible things to the younger kids. But when she was taken as a young teen, one of the older boys that the cartel was trafficking at the time sat her down and explained everything to her. Knowing the truth didn’t make it easier on the kids, but it did take some of the mystery out of what would happen to them. It gave them a little advantage with some of the clients so they could manipulate which acts they would be required to perform. It also let the kids know that they weren’t alone in their intolerable situations.
“Well, some of the clients like to get rough. They hit and bite you. But…”
The prolonged pause made Maggie’s anxiety soar.
“Sometimes they do really bad stuff, like burn you or put things inside of you that they shouldn’t,” Cali finally said.
The information bounced around in Maggie’s head, making her woozy. “So, then, until my parents come for me, it’s good that Myles likes me?”
“Yes, Maggie, it is. But don’t forget that Myles is the person who started all of this shit. So, he’s still a dangerous man, and you can’t trust him. Just do what he wants you to, and you’ll be OK,” Cali advised.
“Aggie, why are you scared?” Seth asked, in
stinctively knowing that something was wrong with her.
Maggie scooped Seth up into her arms. “I’m just worried about how we’re going to get home. That’s all. But guess what? I’m going to stay with you until you can go home to your mommy and daddy,” she assured him.
“But I want my mommy now. I’m scared too,” he whimpered.
“I know you are, and that’s why whenever John William lets us, I’ll be right here with you,” she told him, kissing his forehead.
Then she looked at Cali. “We’re gonna get out of here. We have to. Right, Cali?”
“Sure, baby. We’ll get out of here. Just remember that until that happens, we need to take care of each other. That’s all we got. Can you remember that for me?” Cali asked.
“Yeah, I’ll remember. Oh, Cali, John William calls me a little whore. What’s that?” Maggie asked, not having been exposed to such names.
“Maggie, John William is a jerk. Don’t pay any attention to what he calls you. He’s the worst kind of person alive. We all have to listen to him because we’re here. Someday, all of the horrible things he’s done and said will come back on him. Just ignore him when he calls you names,” she instructed.
When Cali went back to her cell, Maggie sat and replayed their conversation. She was thinking that if she was really sweet to Myles, he might let her go home. Then her thoughts drifted to Shana, who was upset that Maggie was Myles’s favorite now. It was just like school, where the kids hated her because all the teachers loved her. She pulled Seth closer to her and vowed to do everything she could to keep the two of them safe. She didn’t know then the price she’d have to pay to keep them safe.
Chapter Five
In the following two weeks, Maggie had three visits from Myles. He continued to play the “daddy” who had to punish her for being naughty. In her third week of captivity, Myles came to see her again. She was taken up to the room where they always met, and when he walked in, he sat next to her on the bed.
“From now on, I want you to be my little whore, and I’ll be your master. What that means is that I’m going to teach you to do different things that I like. In return, I’ll do things that make you feel good too. You understand?” he asked. But he didn’t wait for an answer.
That night, Myles taught Maggie how to give him a blow job. When he had finished, she spit out his cum, and he slapped her hard across the face.
“There you go being naughty again. When a man cums in your mouth, the only decent thing to do is swallow it. Do you understand?” he said sternly.
“Yes,” she replied, no longer feeling like a human being.
“Good, my little whore. Now, show your master some loving…”
When Myles was done having sex with Maggie, she pulled the sheet up to her chin.
“Master, if I’m a really good girl, will you let me go home?” she asked hopefully.
“Ha! You are home. I suggest you get that idea out of your head real quick or it’ll make your time here much harder,” he explained as he lit a cigarette. After a couple of drags on his smoke, he threw it to the floor and let it burn. “Now, go on and get dressed.”
Myles dressed. Before leaving, he looked back at the beautiful young child. “I’ll be busy the next few weeks and won’t be able to come and see you,” he said.
A feeling of pure ecstasy shot though Maggie’s body. She was delighted at the thought of being left alone for a couple of weeks. Not having to be subjected to unwanted sex was a great relief. Myles grabbed the doorknob and turned back one more time.
“While I’m away, I have some very special clients that want to visit you. Now, you remember the things that I taught you and be certain to make all of your clients very happy.”
As he closed the door behind him, a single tear fell from Maggie’s chin. She was far more educated about sex than she’d been when she arrived. She now knew some of the things that would be expected of her. Maggie was coming to accept that she would have to do things she hated in order to survive.
Then her first real client taught her things that would change the person that she was to become.
Chapter Six
Three days later, John William entered Maggie’s cell carrying a dress.
“You have a client tonight. He’s paying a lot of money, and you need to look good. I’m gonna take you to the shower so that you can clean up.”
Maggie grabbed Seth’s hand, and they followed John William into the hallway. Cali stood at her cell door and reached for Seth. He was going to stay with her while Maggie took a shower.
Seth yelled, “I want to go with Aggie.” But he stopped whining abruptly when John William turned and scowled at him.
“I’ll be right back,” Maggie said soothingly.
Then Maggie looked up at Cali, who could see that the girl was troubled, and it struck her that Maggie had never been alone with John William outside of the cellblock—and she’d never been in the shower without the other kids.
“Um, John William,” Cali started slowly, “would you like me to come with you so I can fix her hair and put her makeup on?”
John William pretended to consider it; he loved mind-fucking the kids. “Nah, don’t worry. I’ll take good care of her. When she comes back, you can fix her up.”
Maggie followed John William into the shower room, where he told her to strip. She quickly obeyed and started for the closest shower.
“Hold on there a minute. Come over here and let me take a closer look at you,” John William said in a creepy tone.
Maggie’s legs were shaking as she walked over and stood before him. He spun her around so that he could take in every inch of her. Then he reached down and rubbed his large hand between her legs. “Make sure you wash that stink bucket real good. You got a real meat lover coming in tonight,” he said, tormenting her, as he pushed her toward the shower.
Relieved that he didn’t do anything else to her, Maggie ran under the closest shower head. John William watched as she scrubbed her whole body and finally washed her hair. When Maggie was finished, she walked over to the hook where her towel was hanging. John William was standing next to it, and as she grew closer, he gave her a wicked grin.
“Someday, I’ll tap that ass, girl. I’m working myself up to it. But you can be certain that I’ll get a piece of that,” John William said, cupping her ass with his oversized, hideous, apelike hands.
Maggie shrank away from the horrific, foul man. John William was ugly inside and out, and she knew that she’d hate every filthy, vile inch of him for the rest of her life.
Late that night, when her cell door opened, Maggie stood and quietly walked with John William. Her long black hair fell softly around her tiny shoulders and her magnificent ocean blue eyes popped with the black mascara that Cali had applied for her.
When she entered the client’s room, soft music played, and candles burned on the nightstands on either side of the bed. She quickly settled herself on the edge of the mattress. She sat alone, listening to the music, until the door opened, and a man in his mid-thirties entered the room. He was short and lean. He wore a neatly trimmed beard and mustache. His black suit was meticulously pressed, and he walked toward her with grace. “Hello, I’m Dr. Barnes. I’m here to teach you about the human body,” he announced.
Dr. Barnes, who wasn’t a real doctor but rather, a self-proclaimed home-remedy expert, loved nothing more than to flaunt his knowledge. Medicine and the human body had been his obsessions since he was a teenager. He spent hours at the library reading medical journals and books on self-healing.
Maggie sat perfectly still. She didn’t utter a word and despised the feeling that Dr. Barnes gave her. Then he walked over and asked her to stand. He unzipped her dress and let it fall to the floor. Maggie stood in her underwear, and he examined her skin as if expecting to find something wrong. When he was satisfied that she was healthy, he told her to remove the rest of her clothes.
For the remainder of their time together, he explained the differences betw
een the male and female body parts, using both of their bodies as teaching aids. He boasted about the number of books he’d read. “They know me by name at the library. I get the utmost respect when I go there.”
Two hours later, when he was finished having sex with her, he left her lying on the bed.
When he was ready to leave, Maggie spoke. “Dr. Barnes?”
“Yes?” he answered, turning back to her.
“If you ever come back here again, will you bring me some books to read? I love to read, and there aren’t any books for us here,” she explained timidly.
Dr. Barnes smiled. “Of course, my darling. How about if I bring you a new book each time I come to visit? Would that make you happy?”
“Yes,” Maggie answered.
Then she thought: what would make her really happy would be if they all died. But for now, she’d take the books. That night, she remembered what her parents had taught her: learning as much as possible would make her capable of doing anything. Obtaining knowledge would be her new goal. Besides, someday when she went back to her family, she wanted them to be proud of her for something.
Chapter Seven
Over the next several months, Maggie was sold only to high-paying clients. Myles still came to see her at least once a week, and he was on his high horse about “teaching her things.” All of the things that Myles taught her were dehumanizing. She quickly realized that it was all just a sick game, and she was a pawn.
Dr. Barnes also visited her regularly and kept his promise to bring books to her. When he gave Maggie the first book, John William took it away. The next time he bought Maggie for the evening, Dr. Barnes asked if she had finished reading the first book. Maggie explained that she wasn’t allowed to keep it.
Dr. Barnes was infuriated and called Myles. “I’m bringing Maggie books to make her smarter and more desirable to me and to your other clients. There’s no bigger turn-on than a chick with fucking brains in her head. If you want me to keep coming back week after week and paying you all this money, then you better tell that fucking imbecile, John William, to let her read the books I bring to her.”
