Kidnapped and loving it CHAP 03
#3 of Introduction+Chapter 1
I woke up almost 4 hours later with another throbbing headache but it wasn't as bad as the last one.
My mouth was half way open and there was a thick string of drool coming out of it laying on the pillow that my painful head now lay upon.
That weird in comprehensive noise was still coming from the huge speakers like before and it seemed oddly soothing, I couldn't get any language or information from it but there was definitely something to it.
I wiped my mouth off and looked around, it was dark out and I couldn't hear anything besides that music, all though I did see a light coming through the door to this room so I figured they would be here for me any minute now since they could see and possible hear my every move.
It felt like I was starving to death almost and I couldn't be any thirstier even if I was at a desert without any water sources for miles.
I couldn't think for a long enough time to even come up with any plans of escaping this nightmare, I had a headache and my brain probably couldn't work too hard without any food or water to help it process.
Not 10 minutes from my discontinued slumber I heard the door unlocking again and sure enough it was my so called "Daddy". "I shouldn't be taking you out of you're crib just yet since you're definitely no where near being as obedient and well behaved as Brad is but you need some food and something to drink or you could get sick!"
He unlocked the crib and lifted me out of what had been my jail for at least a day, it felt weird getting picked up and having him cuff me under my arms; this hurt my armpits slightly but I was in no condition to complain or even try to run away none the less.
He walked out of the nursery and shut the door behind him; I could at last see what horrors await me in this hell house. There was a short hallway which had a door on each side and it ended to another door at the end with a room labeled "Daddy" on it, the other two doors had labels as well the one on the right was labeled "Play Room" which I heard some noises coming from and the other door was the bathroom which had labeled "Off limits unless Daddy is present". I just rolled my eyes as he stopped a couple steps before his room and turned to the left which led to a stairway, he took me downstairs and quickly into the kitchen denying me my observations of anything other than the kitchen it's self.
I didn't see Brad around or anybody else so I assumed it was just the three of us.
The kitchen had your average decorations except at the table were too very large multicolored high chairs equipped with straps. "I doubt we will need the straps on you tonight and after a while we will never need them but in you're training process they will become standard" He said placing me in one of the chairs as he turned around and went to one of the cupboards to grab something.
"Time for you're very first meal of what you're be eating for the rest of you're life!" He said in a very enthusiastic voice.
I could see he grabbed a very large jar of baby food, it was shaped like a pickle jar and said "industrial sized" on the top of it; probably the kind of jars you could pick up at places like Wal-Mart or Cosco or some stores like that.
The stuff inside was all green with several black specs inside "Baby Food - Spinach Organic Microwavable, I could not believe he actually expected me to eat such garbage. Than he grabbed two more of the same type of jars plus one of those bowls you use to serve stuff at parties and a couple other things that I couldn't quite make out.
One by one he opened a jar and poured the disgusting looking stuff into the bowl effectively filling it up, and then he put some clear looking liquid on top of the gook and mixed it all in with a pink plastic spoon.
I could only imagine what that stuff was but it couldn't be good, I just sat there doing nothing eagerly awaiting my food; part of me didn't want to eat that disgusting crap but the other part begged for something to digest, either way I knew I had no choice in the matter.
He walked over and placed an oversized red bib on me and tied it in place, it was one of those newer plastic bibs with the curve on the end to catch excess food.
"Now Tyler you will eventually get used to this food but just remember if you spit it out that you will be eating it no matter what so I expect you to eat it or you will be in a world of trouble! Do you understand me?!" He practically yelled into my face, I just shook my head up and down with my quivering mouth unable to say anything.
The bowl was placed before me and there was so much I could already smell the foul substance of green shit which sat before me. He took the same pink spoon and took a big helping of the slop and steered it to my mouth.
I just slowly opened it and let it touch my tongue, it was possible the most horrible tasting stuff I had ever encountered; but oddly enough I didn't spit it out or even gag, no I was too hungry to do either so I just ate it all spoonful after spoonful until it was all gone and my stomach was mostly happy for now.
"Well you were much more obedient than Brad was when I first took him down here." He said as he picked me up and carried me back upstairs.
"I'm going to place you back in you're crib and go get you a bottle of water, I bet you're sleepy huh?" I started to feel sleepy but at the same time relaxed but in a different way, it wasn't like before it was more like my entire body was care free and my mind was too.
He placed me back in my crib leaving the top open and walked outside to get me my bottle, I didn't really feel like getting up and I seriously doubt I could summon up enough strength to run away or let alone jump out of this crib; I felt so relaxed that my body was almost telling me that everything was ok and moving around or thinking too much wasn't the best idea that I could attempt to accomplish at the moment.
I knew I should have gotten up and got the hell out of here but I just couldn't handle the task and I really felt like getting some freaken sleep.
"Daddy" came back into the room carrying one of those oversized baby bottles filled with water, I know he said he was bringing me water but I could of sworn it was just gonna be milk.
He set it down in my crib and said nothing else as he locked the top and walked out of the nursery. I heard the door lock again as I was left alone with barely any thoughts in my crazed out brain. I was feeling extremely thirsty at this point and had no choice but to drink from the bottle since I couldn't seem to get the top off of the oversized bottle with my hands inside this stupid sleeper.
About a third of the way through I started feeling extremely exhausted and by the time the bottle was half way done my eyes had closed but the sucking motion of my mouth just stopped and I drifted off into another sleep induced state of ecstasy.