Lust Contracts

A few days later, the couple that came to see me in the orphanage returned and I was taken back along with them. I didn’t have any belongings and I left the orphanage with pretty much all that I had on. While in the back seat of their car, I looked through the back window at the orphanage as the car was driving away. Somehow, I had a feeling that I would never ever return to this place. Generally, I was over the moon happy, I was able to leave without any regrets except for one: I didn’t get to say good bye to the older guy that saved me from the fire.

Goodbye big brother…we probably won’t ever see each other again…

When I thought that a single drop of tear rolled down my cheek and I secretly wiped it away so that the couple wouldn’t see me crying. Honestly, after that day I was too busy adapting and living my new life that the thought of that big brother never crossed my mind again for a very long while. He became part of the old life that I had to leave behind.

The ride to my new home was a very long one and somewhere along the journey I fell asleep in the car. When I woke up, we had already arrived. I remembered the shock that I felt at the size and beauty of the house that I would call home. The woman opened the door for me and gestured with her hand for me to get out of the car.

“Someone come here! Take his girl and shower her properly. Make sure she is clean and well-dressed before dinner,” the woman who was now supposed to be my new mother said.

Without saying anything to me the two of them left me standing there and entered the house. Soon enough a middle-aged woman dressed in a black maid uniform came and took me by the hand. She took me inside the house and directly to a very large bathroom where she bathed and cleaned me. I was amazed at the size of the house and its wonderful decoration. My real mother used to work in a house like this, but it was much bigger and much more sparkly. I’ve been there with her many times before when she worked, and I had time off from school. This house in front of me was pretty but smaller than that one and less majestic. However, it was still a nice house and much better than the orphanage. I wondered if I would have my own bed.

never dreamt that I would get to live in a house like this. After the bath, the maid dressed me in a pretty and very soft light pink dress before clipping on a matching bow into my hair. She showed me to a mirror where I could see my own reflection from head to toe. I couldn’t

and my new parents were waiting for me in their seat. The woman took me to my seat and

are all here so we can start eating,” mother

you…” I said

throughout the meal until I was done eating. No one said anything while we ate. It was when the maids

but that’s ok. You have a pretty face and if nothing else that can be

what to think about what she said. Honestly, I felt confused, but she did say that I had a pretty face, so I guess all was well and good. Whatever she

what I’m saying, I want you to say ‘yes, mother’,” she

mother,” I replied