Wake him up, he wouldn't follow through with his threats.

I wasn't scared of that asshole, and I sure as hell wasn't going to let him sleep. Once again I rattled the cage and started screaming. Michael bolted to the cage again and yelled at me.

"That is it, you dumb bitch! I warned, and you knew I was capable of horrible things, and still you defied me. Get out of there..." He undid the cage and grabbed me by my hair, throwing me to the floor. Out of his nightstand he pulled a small vial and **** it's content down my throat. It caused a strong tingling sensation as it went down my throat. He grinned as I started coughing.

Once again he locked me in the cage, plugged a small box connected to the cage into the wall outlet. huddled against the cage to get a better look at what he was doing, but an electric shock caused me to pull back my hands.

"Hahahahahaha, my pet. You didn't believe me, but here we are. That medicine I gave you dissolved your vocal cords. You'll never speak again!" What? I tried to yell at him, but no sound came out. No.... no! Nooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo! In just one day, this monster had ruined my life and took away that which made me human. My ability to raise a loving family, my ability to walk, and my ability to speak. I started to sob in the middle of the cage, the effect hauntingly unique without the verbal whimpers that used to accompany the expression of sorrow.

"I've also prevented you from rattling your cage. I didn't want to have to resort to it, but you know live in an electrified cage. No more rattling for you. Now good night, you fucking bitch." Michael hopped back into bed, and I had **** but to cry myself to sleep, once again.

It was a new day as I awoke, and Michael was gone. His daughter Maria stood in the doorway, watching me while she rubbed her crotch through her black silk pajama bottoms. Her long black hair covered parts of her dangling and bare breasts. Looking at her closely, she proved to to be an exceptionally gorgeous woman. Her dark Italian skin and her thin features almost made her the epitomy of sexiness. She walked closer to my cage and kneeled near the gate, her hands resting on the lock. It seemed as if Michael was not keeping the cage electrified when he wasn't trying to sleep.