She nodded, taking the things then lowered her head before ducking into the bathroom.
Damien went out to get food for her.
She showered quickly, cringing at the scars across her back, and butt, then dried off before dressing, moving to tie her hair up with the band that held her hat on.
Damien had ordered pizza. He had come to the mansion a day earlier than expected, so his staff wouldn't be there until later. Including cooks, with food.
He sat waiting patiently outside her door with the food.
She moved walking into the room, having roles down the top of the sweat pants, then rolled up the legs to the fit. Almost. The shirt covers her thighs. The only underwear she had was a tiny black th.ong.
Damien blinked at her. "Hi..."
"Hi." She whispers, looking away. She was beautiful, no doubt. But she looked broken.
"I um...got you food. Cheese pizza. Hardly gourmet..." Damien stood up, holding the box. "Let's go sit down."
She lowered her head. "May I walk?"
"Of course. What else would you do?" Damien asked, blinking.
"He liked it when I crawled at his feet." She said in a tiny broken voice.
Damien blinked. "Oh KellyAnn...Oh...You will never have to crawl, okay?" He said gently. "You're a person, not a pet."
She sniffled, looking away. "Thank you." She whispered. "W-Why are you being so ni-nice to me? I-if you want se.x you don't have to be nice for it. I-I'm yours. You o-own me."
"I don't want s.ex, sweetheart." Damien whispered. "I'm being so nice because you're a person and I want to help you. And...maybe be your friend. Is that okay?"
She nodded. "Friend? But... I'm your property."
"Not to me, okay?" He said as he led her to the dining room. "Have a seat. Kay?"
She nodded, then instantly did as he said. Then blinked up at him. "You're not going to hurt me?"
"Of course not." Damien said, setting the pizza down in front of her. "Help yourself."
She blinked. "I... I get to eat this?!" Her eyes glowed. "I get people food?"
Damien felt his heart break more. "Of course babe. Because you're a person."