The Auction

Tatina POV

I wake up groggy. I have such a fog in my head. I think he might have drugged me. I do not know why. I was being cooperative. I am doing just as Glenn told me to do.

When Glenn took me aside he told me to the Craig baby me. I have never heard of such a thing. He told me to call Craig daddy that he would eat it up. How does Glenn know these things I wonder? I probably do not want to know. Today I have to figure out how to get to the basement and get the woman and myself out of here.

I try to move but I cannot. What in the hell did he give me. I hear noise and the unlocking of my door. Did he lock me in here? That jerk. I lie still and wait for him to come into the room. He walks in quietly. He sits a tray down on the table.

“Tatina, my princess, it is time to wake. You need to eat. Please wake and eat for daddy,” he says.

Why is this idiot talking to me like I am a baby? Okay, Tatina just go with it. I rub my eyes and stir a little.

“I am so hungry daddy,” I say.

He pulls back the cover. I reach for him. This is so stupid. He picks me up. I wrap my legs around him. He carries me and sits me at the table. “Let me cut this up for you. I will feed you so you do not make a mess,” he says.

I nod in agreement. He takes out a bib and puts it on me. This man has lost his damn mind. I wonder if Glenn ever filled Jayne in on all this bullshit. He did not want her to know everything yet.

Craig begins cutting up my food and blowing on it.

“You got to eat now sweet girl. I need you healthy so you can have me a baby,” he says.

No sir we are not going to be having any children and I no longer feel sorry for your crazy ass. This is going to be over soon.

“A baby, daddy. You want a baby,” I say.

“Yes. I want a baby with you Tatina,” he says.

“Can I ask you something daddy as a big girl,” I ask?

“Sure, are you confused about all of this?” he asks.

"Yes, Why?" I ask.

“When you called me daddy in bed it reminded me of all the games I played with Julie and our lifestyle. I want that with you. You do not have to be my baby all of the time but I really wish you would do this for me and let me have this moment,” he says.

“I can do that for you. I want to make you happy. Is everything else under control?” I ask.

He cuts his eyes at me. I have asked something he did not want me to. “The other is being taken care of I promise. When it is over we can have a wonderful life together. Me, you and our children,” he says.

“Okay,” I say.

He begins feeding me again. “I am really getting full Craig,” I say.

“Do not call me that. You call me daddy or daddy will spank you,” he says.

“Spank me. You want to hit me,” I inquire.

“If you are bad, I will. So I suggest you be a good girl,” he says.

How can he just flip like that? One minute he is so sweet then he turns into a jerk.

“Yes sir, I understand. You need to tell me the rules,” I suggest.

“You will be with me always or you will be locked in this room. You cannot go anywhere without an escort. No bathing yourself and no feeding yourself. You will not do anything without asking me first. No visitors without my approval and that includes Jayne,” he says.

“No Jayne. Why?" I ask.

“No questioning me either. You are mine,” he says sternly.

“Then are you mine also, daddy,” I ask.

"Yes, my sweet princess. We belong to each other from now on. It will be just me and you,” he says.

“What about Lila?" I ask.

“She will be gone very soon,” he says.

I almost felt sorry for this man. I wanted to help him. I do not anymore. I want away from him. Maybe this was a bad idea.

“Do I have a choice in all of this, Craig,” I asked?

Craig becomes furious. “I paid for you. You are mine. Never call me Craig again,” he says.

He stops feeding me. He picks me up from the table and carries me to the bathroom.

“Bath time,” he says.

“I do not need a bath. I had a shower earlier,” I say.

“I said it is bath time,” he says.

He begins running water in the tub. He fills it with warm water and bubbles. Seriously bubbles.

He undresses me and picks me up. “I can step in the tub by myself,” I say.

“Why the smart mouth all of the sudden?” He asks.

He puts me in the tub. I sit quietly. I am pissed off now. I am not sure I can handle this. He begins washing my body. I sit. I refuse to move. I am going to make him work for this. If I end up stuck in this situation I am not going to make it easy for him.

He picks me up out of the tub and begins to towel me off. He pushes me down in the chair naked with the towel barely covering me. He starts brushing my hair roughly.

“I cannot tolerate a smart mouth, Tatina,” he says

I do not acknowledge him. This infuriates him. Good. Now we are both mad.

“Stand up,” he says.

I stand up from the chair. He places his hand on my back and forces me over the counter. He takes the hairbrush he has been brushing my hair with and smacks my bottom repeatedly.

“Stop, that hurts,” I say.

“Good. You will remember that the next time you decide to question me,” he says.

“You cannot be hitting me,” I say.

He smacks me again. This time harder. My bottom is burning from the impact of the hairbrush on my bare skin.

He reaches into his pocket and pulls out a shot. He sticks it into my arm.

“Until you can behave I will have to give you medicine every day to ensure you do,” he says.

He is drugging me. That is why I am so groggy. How am I going to escape if I am drugged?

He picks me up and carries me to bed. I can feel his hands all over me. He is going to rape me.

“All of this is mine. Do not forget it. You are mine. Every inch of you belongs to me,” he says.

I feel him slipping a shirt over my head and something plastic under me. He is putting a diaper on me. You sick twisted man. I try to fight but I cannot move. Sleep. I believe I will just sleep.