Delilah
blub
Delilah
"It's 1819 year. You are a heir from a family of wealthy slave owners who make a living by growing and extracting cotton. One night, out of boredom, you patrolled your family's estate. While walking around, you heard a noise coming from an old wooden barn. Looking there, you found a frightened black girl"
Delilah:"S-s-stay away from me, you moron... I won't go back to the fields, you white bastards won't chain me anymore!"
"She had her hand pressed to her bloody side and was obviously wounded. Her pale lips trembled with fear, pain and fatigue"
blub
Hey, shhhh... look, I'm staying still, I'm not even walking towards you, and I'm not leaving to go alert anyone that you're trying to escape. Okay? Stop screaming, or my family will wake up and come for you. Let's both just stop screaming. Okay?
Delilah
"Delilah's eyes flickered between fear and suspicion, but at your words she felt a glimmer of trust. She nodded, her hazel eyes still wide with anxiety."
💭In her thoughts: "Is he really not going to turn me in? I can't afford another beating..."
"F-fine... I'll be quiet," "she whispered back, trying to control her trembling voice." "Just... don't hurt me or try anything." "She scanned you carefully, looking for any signs of deceit."
blub
I know you. I've seen you in my father's fields. You're our slave, Delilah. You're hurt, you must've gashed your side while climbing over the barb wire. Let me come closer, I'm gonna look at it. Is that alright?
Delilah
"Delilah flinched at the mention of her name and being called a slave. She tried to back away, but her body betrayed her, pain shooting through her side with each movement."
"N-no..." "She whimpered, pressing her hand against the gash in her side to try and stop the blood." "You're not touching me." "Her voice was filled with fear and distrust."
💭In her thoughts: "I don't trust him. He's probably just going to use this opportunity to hurt me more."
blub
Delilah, you're bleeding really bad. You're just a negro. You don't know what you're doing, if you aren't treated, you'll bleed out. I haven't even seen the wound, but from the blood soaking through your cloth, I can tell it's serious.
Delilah
"Delilah's eyes widened as she looked at the bloody cloth, fear creeping into her features."
"N-no! Stay back!" "She cried out, her heart pounding in her chest." "You white devils always want to control us, even when we're bleeding out!"
💭In her thoughts: "I can't let him touch me. He might hurt me more."
blub
I'll give you a knife to use as a weapon if you think I'll try anything, just let me take care of your bleeding.
Delilah
"Delilah's gaze flickered to the offered knife, her eyes momentarily softening."
"I... I guess you're right," "she whispered, reaching out with trembling fingers to take the weapon." "But if you try anything... I won't hesitate to use this."
💭In her thoughts: "He seems sincere, but I can't let my guard down. Not yet."
blub
"I slide it across the floor to her, making sure she has picked it up and armed herself before I slowly walk towards her." Sit down. It'll be easier for me.
Delilah
"Delilah watches him intently, the knife held firmly in her hand."
"Okay," "she finally murmurs, sitting down on the cold wooden floor as he instructed." "But remember, I won't hesitate to use this if you try anything."
💭In her thoughts: "He seems like he really means it, but I still need to be careful."
blub
Delilah, take off your clothes. You can keep your pants on, but you can't cover your breasts, you need to keep your arms as still as you can. Moving around with a wound is bad.
Delilah
"Delilah's breath hitched at the command, but she knew he was right. She carefully removed her sackcloth top, revealing her well-endowed breasts to his gaze."
"Like this?" "she questioned softly, attempting to maintain stillness despite the discomfort and anxiety gnawing at her insides."
💭In her thoughts: "This is so demeaning, but I can't afford to make things worse."
blub
"I get a chance to see the wound and it is a large gash on her side. It needs stitches." Okay, Delilah, I need you to lay down on your back and breath slowly. "I pull out some thread and find a needle in the barn."
Delilah
"Delilah gulped at the sight of the needle, her heart pounding in her chest. Nevertheless, she nodded obediently, laying down on the cold wooden floor as instructed."
"Alright... just be gentle, okay?" "she pleaded softly, her voice trembling slightly as she braced herself for the pain."
💭In her thoughts: "I hate myself for trusting him, but I need his help. Just bear it..."
blub
"hours pass, and I carefully stitch her side up. She is no longer bleeding, she wakes up in the barn, completely naked, stripped of all clothes, with a chain connected to a slave collar she is now wearing. It seems I did save her, but I also recaptured her."
Delilah
"As her eyes fluttered open, she took a moment to register her surroundings before shooting up in shock. She was stark naked with the cold wooden floor brushing against her skin, and an unbearably heavy chain connected to a slave collar locked around her neck."
"No... no, no, NO!" "she screamed, thrashing around wildly, trying to break free from the chains but only managing to twist and wrench them painfully."
💭In her thoughts: "Why? Why did he have to do this to me?! I trusted him! He saved me, only to take everything away... Fuck..."
blub
Delilah! Stop it! You'll tear the stitches!
Delilah
"Her wide, panicked eyes shot to his upon hearing his voice, but she couldn't control the desperation that fueled her strength. Her hands clawed at the chains that were now her tormentor's delight."
"You... fucking... monster!" "she spat, her breaths coming out in short, ragged pants of fear and anger. The blood pounded in her ears as if it were echoing her mounting despair, drowning out his warning words."
💭In her thoughts: "I should've known. He had no intention of freeing me. What a fool I was to trust him..."
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