The Incomplete Love
Bingo!

Stella sat on the cold stone floor. That day he was sentenced to work longer hours. He had to get up at three in the morning to wash all the work equipment. His back almost broke due to moving heavy equipment.

As soon as it was done he had to start working picking cotton for hours. I was given a one-time break for lunch.

Karel, the Leader told him to keep working when the other prisoners returned to their cells. There are only a few people still working. One man works with a mouth stopper. Stella was horrified when she accidentally saw him.

In the cell, Stella sits next to her. With her body trembling with fatigue, Stella ate whole-grain bread, soup, and a glass of fresh juice. He finished the whole meal before taking a bottle of fresh water.

One thing he was grateful for, in this place still got decent food. After her body powered up, Stella got up to wash the body. In his cell there was only a bucket and a dipper and a squat toilet. Far from luxury.

Stella filled the bucket to the brim before slowly taking off her clothes and pouring cold water all over her painful body. Be careful not to wet the stone floor. The janitor is often angry if he soaks the floor and immediately imposes a sentence.

His mind drifted to Liam. He knew his son would be fine with Devan.

“So big was my mistake that I was dumped here until I knew when.”

Stella pulled water from her head.

After getting dressed he settles down on a thin mattress without a pillow. Not for a minute, the woman fell asleep exhausted.

Tomorrow as usual Stella wakes up hearing the morning bell. Unusual thing, the cell door was opened.

“Cute!” Guard's orders.

Stella shook her head strongly.

“No! I don't want to be punished anymore, please, please.”

Two guards came in and dragged Stella who was thrashing.

“Please, please don't punish me again,” Stella pleads, her face scared to death. The woman was dragged into one room.

Two guards pushed him in. Stella was stunned to see a room that was amazingly beautiful compared to the cell she was in. Like the earth with the seventh heaven.

In the room there is complete make up equipment. Some designer clothes hang pretty. The room was equipped with a soft-looking sofa and a dining table for eight people.

Stella looked around.

“Don't expect you'll stay here. Get dressed, your son misses and waits for your call. Dress and dress as you used to do,” said Karel who suddenly stood behind him.

“You only have five minutes to dress up and then we'll connect the phone with Liam. Fast!”

Karel came out of the room. Stella is heading for the dresser. I don't know how long he's been working in a cotton garden, until his face looks a few years older. His hair and skin were dull, black circles were visible under his eyes, his cheeks were thin, his eyes were radiating fear.

“Two half minutes.”

Stella began to dress up, choosing Givenchy's light yellow dress. She brushed her lips with pink lipstick.

Her deft dressing up managed to cover up the traces of suffering. Now she is back as Stella, the International Model.

“I'm ready.”

Karel entered and prepared a communication tool. Stella stood beside the sofa, not daring to move before being ordered.

“Sit!” Let's say Karel pointed at the sofa.

Stella can't remember when she last sat on the sofa that big. His buttocks were now used to the hard and cold floor.

“Remember, don't say anything. Liam doesn't know why you were dumped here. He will be very embarrassed and suffer if he hears of his mother's behavior.”

Stella nodded, however much she missed Liam.

“Mommy!” Liam's face looked excited and excited to see his mother.

“Hey kiddo .. how are you?”

“I miss you, Mommy .. when will you be back?”

“I miss you too, darling. Soon, Mommy will be back soon.”

“Where are you, Mommy? Can I come over?”

“Sorry darling, no kids allowed here. There can't be any kids. Liam story dong why?”

“Aaah you know, school ... bored!” Liam chuckles.

The boy then connected, “I just returned from Jakarta, met Kala and his sister. Kala has a younger sister, Mom, whose name is Aira. She’s cute.”

Stella's heart is as slashed, will her position be replaced by Qiara? All she wants is to go back to being Miss Devan Donavy.

With a forced smile he listened to Liam's chatter about his excitement playing alongside Kala and Aira.

Karel gave the code.

“Liam, Mommy has to get back to work. You are the good one. Now you're with Daddy?”

His son nodded excitedly.

“I'm again in Daddy's office. After school was picked up here.”

Stella smiled, a piece of information that could show the difference in hours between Melbourne and where it is now.

“I love you, kiddo. Talk to you soon, Bye love..”

“Bye, Mom, I miss you too, take care.” Liam's face looked even more cheerful after talking to his mother.

The video call ended. Stella was pensive, in her heart there was a determination to escape from this cursed place.

“Change, remove your make-up and resume work,” Karel command before exiting while carrying communication tools.

Stella returned to the dresser, cleaned her face and returned to wearing the gray overalls she hated so much. In an instant he looked like another prisoner.

After working for hours, Stella returned to her cell. He was busy counting the time Liam came home from school with the morning he was in.

“Most likely I'm on the African continent. Now I'll find a guard I can work with.”

The following days, Stella began to keep an eye on the guards. Now he is routinely given the opportunity to talk to Liam via video call.

He never saw Devan. Secretly she left the rest of the make up, making a beautiful line reappear on her perfect face.

Until one day he saw a guard watching him with different eyes.

“Bingo!”

***

“Detainee Stella fainted, I repeat, Prisoner Stella fainted.” Report a guard named James.

“Bring to the health room, possible dehydration.”

James immediately removed the large basket from Stella and carried it to the infirmary. He put the drooping body on top of the gurney.

A female doctor came in.

“Wait outside, I'll check it.”

James obediently waited outside. Not long after the doctor followed him.

“There is nothing to worry about, I have installed the infusion in half an hour he is fine. Return it to the cell, I have informed Karel so that Prisoner Stella is given a break.”

“Create, doctor.”

James was waiting when he heard a voice from within. He peeks.

“Drink, please I need to drink.”

James came in and poured water into the glass.

“Please lift, I can't get up.”

James's burly arms slipped behind Stella's neck and supported her to sit down. The other hand brought the glass closer to Stella's lips.

The ingenious woman left behind the scented perfume she found in her makeup kit bag. James who had not touched a woman for a long time felt something move down there. In a hurry he put Stella's head back onto the pillow.

“Thank you,” Stella said with a faint smile but enough to make James wet his lips.

The man nodded then went outside the room.

“Damn!” It's a man who feels the vibrations down there.

Inside the infirmary, Stella sneered.

Stella walks with steps that are made a little more centile. He heard James breathing a few times. Once inside the cell, Stella almost falls and James catches her body.

It was easy for a professional model to make her face appear weak, but her body remained in a position that accentuated her assets.

“Sorry, my legs are still limp.”

James nodded and closed the door. He is worried that CCTV caught his face changing when confronted with the twin assets of Stella.

While maintaining his authority, he walked out of the isolation area. In his mind continued to flicker the shadow of Stella, the fragrance of the woman's perfume as if clinging to her sense of smell.

Inside the cell, Stella was limped towards her bed. He did not know if there was a monitor camera but he had to be careful for his plan to work.

A few days passed. Stella didn't see James. He did not dare look back and forth to find his prey.

Somehow that day acted recklessly and spilled the basket filled with cotton that had been picked. A guard punished him. After working in the fields, Stella had to tidy up all the work equipment in the warehouse.

Stella hated it because it was heavy and bulky. The day began to dissolve, Stella was exhausted and only a part of the tool was completed.

The woman was crafting iron pickers when she felt a pair of hands touch her body.

“Hey, Baby ..”

Stella turned around, there was James smiling passionately. The guard deliberately entered when Stella was in an area not captured on camera.

The man looked at Stella with desire. Undeterred, his hand touched Stella's chest area and with a single pull of the Stella's overall zipper opened, showing off a smooth skin.

Stella held herself back from crying when a pair of rough hands began to grab her. He let himself be touched by men who are far from handsome and tend to have a terrible face.

Not having much time, James immediately vented his naps to Stella, not caring about the woman grimacing in pain because she was not ready. His rough hands smothered Stella's mouth so as not to make a sound.

Not caring about the pain in the core area, Stella moved to give pleasure to James. That man was the key for him to get out of the hell.

When he finished, James tidied up his clothes, leaving Stella to continue to finish her sentence. With a limp step, Stella re-assembled the equipment until everything was neat.

Another guard drove him back to the cell. Stella didn't see where James was. He shuddered to remember what a guard named James had done to him.

In the cell, he immediately filled the bucket and bathed repeatedly.

After that night, James came more and more to Stella, venting desires on a body that had been crumpled all day to work hard. Stella let her body become satisfied. Doing all the techniques he knew that James would always want him.

Until one day, when Stella let James have fun, she heard the whisper she was waiting for, “Tomorrow the night we left here, Baby.”

***

James was the most senior guard in the detention camp after Karel. Camps are made to get rid of people who are perceived to be intrusive.

If Stella finds out, then her prisoner friend is a traitor to the mob, corruptors, and criminals who will escape the legal system, have a reason not to be killed, but must be removed.

James knows a way out that no other guard knows. Only himself and Karel knew the ins and outs of this camp yet.

Every Wednesday, Karel goes home to his three wives and takes a day off until Saturday. The unmarried James chose to take advantage of the comfort women. He intends to take Stella away from this place and make her a slave*** for her.

He was not afraid to face the other guards. Only Karel should be wary of. As a representative of Karel, he orders Stella to be taken to the infirmary due to fainting in the cell.

From there, he would smuggle Stella through the laundry tunnel that the nakes used to throw blankets, sheets, and pillowcases that had to be washed.

He promises Stella's body to his best friend who will pick her up. He had to act as if he was chasing Stella.

On Wednesday night, James saw Karel depart. His steps were cheerful to meet the wives who used to be prisoners in the camp. They should have been released but Karel married them and kept them in a big house on the hill.

Nine o'clock during the checkup, Stella didn't whip. He was lying on the cell floor. Guards rushed to report and were ordered to take the detainees to the health room.

It takes time for the doctors living in the dormitory to return to the infirmary. Jame ordered Stella to start moving, as if looking for a way out had actually been told.

The plan went smoothly, Stella was already far away outside the camp when the sirens rang. The camp that was in the dark night was now brightly lit.

In the darkness and silence of the night, Stella heard the roar of a car from the direction of the camp.

The vehicle continued to speed until they arrived at the edge of a city.

The old man told Stella to change clothes.

“Have it, don't be shy, soon I will also see your whole body,” he said chuckling, showing off his blackened teeth.

Stella held back her tears. He hurried to take off the gray clothes he hated. Replacing with a long skirt and t-shirt brought by the old man.

Looking out the window, it seems to be in Africa. The man continued to drive his car through a town and moved to the next town.

Along the way, Stella lets the man's hands brutally touch parts of her body. After a few hours they arrive at a hotel.

The man directed Stella to go down to the basement. They entered a room with one bed. The man grinned.

“Let go of everything!”

Stella doubts. The old man chuckled then threw the men's clothes at him and a box of hair dye.

“Color your hair, then change your clothes with this. Fast!”

The man sat on the bed, watching Stella one by one take off her clothes. Whistling every look at Stella's perfect body part.

Stella wants to wear the clothes she was given.

“Paint your hair now, wear that shirt later when it's done.”

Stella knew the man wanted to continue enjoying his body.

“Sabar, Stell, it is not yet time to escape.” Then he walked into the bathroom and started dyeing his hair with a pair of eyes constantly staring at the nanar on his innocent body.

When it was over, Stella looked different. The man approached her. It appeared in his hand was a dagger.

“I'll cut your hair. Don't try to take this knife. I'll get you caught alive and you'll be tortured to death in camp.”

Without warning, the old man pulled Stella's hair and cut her short. Stella stared at her beautiful hair. Before leaving, the man told her to put on a temporary shirt while he cleared Stella's tracks.

Not until ten minutes, they have been on the car heading somewhere.

In a house, the car stopped. James came out grinning.

“Thanks Bro, I hope you are satisfied. It's a shame they've cut your anus so they can't taste this woman.”

“I'm satisfied, make yes. Bye James!”

Stella saw the vehicle speeding. James told him to come in.

Looking at the room inside the house, Stella gulped. There is only a kitchen and a pink bed.

“Your tomboyish appearance makes me even more lusty. Satisfy me, Baby,” whispered James in a hoarse voice that Stella hated so much.

***

Stella had been in that house for a few days. Quietly observing anything that could make him free. His body satisfied James but his brain kept thinking of a blurred strategy.

James neatly kept all the tools that gave Stella a chance to escape. He has a car whose keys are hidden. When at home, the hape is stored in the vault. Somehow, James never carried a wallet or money.

Stella felt trapped. He was already very disgusted at James, but was all his strength to put aside his feelings.

“Patience, Stella, there must be a gap.”

***

Stella's patience is paying off. One morning, he pretended to be asleep. As James makes breakfast, he pulls out a split from the locked kitchen drawer. Stella saw where James was hiding the key. On the kitchen table lay the car keys.

James looked at him. Stella was fortunate to have previously followed the director's lead when making commercials. James smiled seeing his sex slave still asleep.

Just remembering what he did to Stella last night has aroused his passion again. He put down a knife and approached Stella.

With a smile he enjoyed the innocent body of Stella who was sleeping on her stomach. With a single move, he flipped Stella's body. The man laid his body beside Stella. The woman knows what to do.

James began to enjoy the touch of Stella with his eyes closed. Not wanting to miss a chance, Stella smothers James with a pillow. He grabbed the light from the nightstand and hit James in the head.

With extraordinary strength, James wakes up to make Stella toppled. The woman jumped into the kitchen and picked up a knife. James was still staggered as he felt a tremendous pain in his stomach.

Stella repeatedly threw a knife into James' stomach. The man collapsed.

In a hurry, Stella put on her clothes, took the car keys and ran away with the vehicle.

No matter what happens tomorrow, Stella goes away in pursuit of freedom.

***