Anna put up her red lipstick after she was finished applying it.  She continued to look out at the soccer field in front of her.  On the field a lone girl, almost a woman was kicking a ball into a goal.  She was home on vacation from her first year of college in California.  She was very bright from what Anna could gather.  Anna had spotted her a couple of weeks prior when she had driven through the town.  It wasnt much of a town anymore, it was becoming suburbia when Anna was younger, when she lived here just under two decades prior.  But now nice neighborhoods filled the area, families visited parks, and lights filled the streets.  The soccer field still remained how she remembered it, just a place for people to come to play.  A few rusty bleachers were on the sidelines, she looked at the bright lights that stayed on for much of the night, those were new.  




She looked at the field, she felt at spike of pain in her head as memories came back to her.  Today she was the stereotypical red head.  Her hair was long and her skin pale, but it wasnt always like that.  She remembered back to when she ran on those fields, memories that she had to rediscover after they had been denied to her.  Those days her hair was much shorter, her hair cut just above her shoulders.  She spent so much of her time in the sun her pale skin had become tan.  Those were the days before her current life, she had loved sports, soccer included.  That love had kept her going for a little while, but that love slowly died with everything else.  It was hard to keep anything positive within her when she found herself being thrown in a trunk, trained and dragged onto a stage and then thrown into a cellar.  She had spent a lot of time in that cellar, her skin lost its tan.  Until there was a business disagreement and her owner lost.  He wasnt in a position to complain when she was taken as part of the spoils.  Her new owner used her like anyone else for a while until his daughter discovered her talents could be used.  




She had discovered her destiny.  Now she would spend years breaking this girl before shaping her into her successor.  She had become obsessed since she first saw here, she knew that she would share her destiny.




She sighed as she stepped out of her van.  She was wearing sweatpants, a longsleeve shirt and tennis shoes.  The lights shone off of her vibrant red hair and pale skin.  She walked onto the field and saw the young woman, she had four soccer balls that she kept kicking before collecting them and kicking them again.  She was very beautiful, not in the model sort of way, her breasts were not large, she wasnt flat chested by any means, but she was built to play soccer.  Her figure was slim, but she would still likely look good in a bikini. From what Anna had gathered she was a mix of many different people.  She was part hispanic, part native american, part white, a little black.  All in all she had olive skin with brown hair, some of it was dark with lighter streaks throughout.  Her eyes were mesmerizing, they were hazel and the vibrance and shape of her eyes seemed to draw Anna in.  Anna saw her kick again, she had good strength and was very accurate; here legs where muscular but looked nice even though Anna wasnt the biggest fan of slim legs.  




She looked up and noticed Anna approaching, she flash a smile, her smile was perfect, her teeth like pearls.  She gave a small wave to Anna.  "Hi."  She said kicking a ball up and catching it.  She looked at Anna's attire, she wasn't really dressed for soccer, but then again sweats and tennis shoes would work.  




"Hello."  Anna said smiling back.  Walking up to the girl.  She held out her hand.  "Anna."




The other girl smiled back.  "Christen."  She replied.  She had her hair pulled back in a pony tail.  Anna was impressed, many girls looked better with their hair down, but Christen looked goregeous either way.  Anna chuckled on the inside, she already knew the girl's name, along with most of her information that could be gathered, but she needed to play along.




"Christen, like Christina or just-"




"You can just call me Christen,"  The other girl said smiling and wiping sweat off her light brown skin.  "Here to take some shots?"  She asked looking at the goal.




"Perhaps."  Anna said.  "I was just driving through town, use to live here years ago."  She effortlessly suppressed a wince as more memories flowed into her head.  "I use to play here all the time.  Was pretty good.  But I had to- move."




"I see."  The girl said wrapping her arms around the soccer ball.  "I play at my college.  Im hoping to make the women's national team, I was able to get their attention and I have a shot to make the team."  The girl was smiling, barely able to containing her excitement.  Anna nodded, she already knew this as well.


"Congratulations."  She said.


"Yeah.  I mean Im feeling a lot of pressure but its my dream.  But it is a bit nerve wracking."




"Well just keeping working at it."  Anna replied.  Christen thanked her.  They talked for almost an hour, Anna even took some shots on goal.  She smiled realizing she still had it.  Anna had been trained and worked for years, she spun a tail effortlessly.  Anna had come back to her home town to visit.  She was on vacation from her half decent job selling furniture from the back of her van.  Christen talked about her college studies.  She had beauty and brains, but her dream was to play in the world cup.  She was focused, so much so she was feeling stress.  Anna talked to her and as they played soccer Christen found her appreciating Anna's advice.  




She drove around and met with Christen a couple of more times over the course of the week.  The beautiful girl was determined and she practiced every night late into the night.  Anna almost felt bad, Christen was a wonderful young woman  and had great character.  Anna's plans were cruel, she was going to ruin Christen's life.  Anna had flashes back to years previous, spotting a man on the edge of the field, watching her high school games.  Her practicing for college one nights.  She experienced it, she had been molded for her destiny, now she was going to inflict the same hell on Christen.  But in the end she would fulfill what had to be her destiny.







After a week of a strange obsession overwhelming Anna she went to a local dinner.  There she talked to one of her close friends George.  He was in his early forties and while slightly balding and was naturally bulky he still stayed in decent shape.  He wore a suit and sat down across the table from Anna.  He of course also worked with the company and knew Anna well from her captures and trainings.




"How are you Ann?"  He asked looking at the redheaded woman.




"Im fine Georgia, I just cant this girl out of my head."  She rubbed her temples.




"The soccer one?  You told me you want to capture her.  From the picture you sent me she looks very attractive, could use a biggest bosom but many of our customers like athletic ones.  She could bring in around two-"




"She's for me George."  She said cutting him off.  "I want her.  To go through what I went through."  She paused as her pancakes were brought to her.  George just asked for a cup of coffee.




"For you?  Well that is quiet understandable.  Have you actually ever taken a catch-"




"No."  Anna paused as she cut up her pancakes.  "She is just.  She is mine."




"It has been a while since I've seen you so dedicated to a catch.  If you want we have a team that can be here tomorrow.  They'll help you with this-"




"No George.  This isn't for the company, I wont use their resources."


"You are one of our best workers.  You know how to train the new recruits that we catch better than probably anyone.  You make connections, you are discreet.  You are effective, and you use your womanly charms to your advantage."

"You mean no gal is worried about a woman whisking them away."  She ate another bite.  "You know why I am so good at it."  She paused as memories came back.  "The same reason it hurts to remember my past life.  Because I experienced it.  If it wasnt for Ellen I would still be some toy most likely, probably more trusted, expected to watch over the younger slaves, but not where I am.  Im not a slave, I have power, no one has ever risen as high as me."  She leaned back in her chair and looked out the window.  "I went though a process to become great.  And I am a power in the company, and I help it grow.  Everything I do helps it, unless of course if I ever meet a certain gentlemen."




"The company has never dug into who it was for a reason."  George said sighing but also smirking.  "You should do this for yourself then.  You sure you have everything you need."




"Yes George I know what I'm doing.  Here comes your coffee just sit back and drink it."







A few nights later Anna parked her van by the soccer field and watched Christen as she kicked the ball.  Her hazel eyes were focused on her target, her brown hair tied back as usual.  Anna smirked as she examined her body.  Tonight she had taken off her sweaty shirt and wore a sports bra.  Her midsections was athletic and toned.  But not scrawny, there was a tummy to actually admire and enjoy.  Anna smirked, she was going to own Christen, and she liked tummies, she was going to inflict a lot on her's.  Meanwhile she also wore black yoga pants.  Anna hadnt realized just how nice of an ass she had.  It was much more shapely than she orginally thought, but then again she was an athlete.  




She sneaked up on the focused Christen and squezzed her fingernails into her sides.  Her skin felt nice and soft and Anna couldnt wait to have it at her mercy.  She dug her nails into Christne's warm flesh as she squeaked and jumped.  "Hahaaha-hey-hahah-whathtehahahaheck!"  Turning her head she saw it was Anna.  "Hahah-nofaihaha-Anna!"  She fought to get away from Anna but fell o the ground as Anna kept squeezing.  "Hahahahaha-stahahap!"




Finally Anna let up.  "And how are you tonight Christen."  Anna said to the olive skinned beauty.  




"Good, you."  Christen said taking a breath and standing up.  She wiped the grass from her arms and midsection.




"Fine."  She pointed at Christen.  "You look nice."  Christen chuckled and blushed, Anna ha talked with her and found out that she liked guys but was shy around them, even though she likely didn't need to be.  "I just have to finish putting furniture in this house on the edge of town.  The family is on vacation but they left the keys with me."  She sighed and stretched before looking at Christen.  "Any chance I could get your help?"  Anna asked.  Christen looked a bit surprised.




"Sure I guess."  She said after a moment.  Anna liked looking in her hazel eyes.  




"Thanks, Ill pay you."  Anna replied as she turned to her van.  




"No its fine."  Christen replied walking to the van.  Anna helped her get into the passenger side while she drove.  The talked as they drove, Anna prayed for information.  Christen wanted to represent her country playing the game she loved, and also cared for her family and community.  But she was very much stressed out.  Anna smiled as she got more information.  Finally they turned on a dirt road, it was a forest for lack of a better term, but there was a cabin at the end of it.  Anna knew this place well, it was a safehouse she herself had set up.  "Cute little place."  Christen said.




"Can you open the back."  Anna asked opening a bottle of water.  Christen nodded and walked to the back of the van.  However she was stumped when she opened it.




"Anna there is no furniture back hermph!"  She cried out as she felt a cloth be clamped over her mouth and nose.  Another arm wrapped around her arms and lovely midsection.  It took a moment to realize but indeed it was Anna.  Her mind raced and she was confused.  What was going on?  Anna was this strong?  How?  She struggled but Anna didn't give an inch.




"Go to sleep darling.  Go to sleep.  Go to sleep my slave."  Christen continued to cry out into the cloth, but no one was around to hear her desperate pleas.  Finally she slumped into unconsciousness.  Anna smiled as she laid her sleeping body in the back of the van.  She caressed Christen's body.  She was her property now.  She actually felt excited.  Quickly she put a cloth in her mouth before using duct tape to make sure she stayed silent.  Then her arms were fasten together in an 'L' shape before her knees and then ankles were lashed together.  The dosage she used was strong so she was hoping Christen would sleep through the journey, but just in case she slid open a secret compartment and laid her into it.  "That was extremely easy.  But your destiny wasnt to be a hard catch, no."







Christen woke slowly.  She felt groggy as everything slowly came into focus.  Her head hurt and there were lamps around her illuminating a small room with cheep carpet and cheap brown paint.  She tried to move but found she couldn't.  Soon she realized that Anna was standing in front of her, holding something.  "An- Anna?"  She asked confused.  Suddenly Anna brought her crop down onto her midriff.  Christen yelped in pain and gasped.




"Master Anna to you slave."  She said sternly.  She brought down the crop again on the same area, Christen cried out in pain.




"Anna what!  Stop!"  Anna struck again.  "Master Anna sorry!"




"The correct phrasing is 'sorry Master' and then add Anna if it is nesscary."  Christen didn't reply, she was still shocked and confused.  Anna struck again.




"Sorry Master Anna!"  Master Anna struck again.




"The Anna was not needed."  Master Anna sighed as she looked down at her helpless slave.  Cold sweat shone on her olive brown skin.  Her belly had red marks on it and her belly contorted rapidly in pain.  "You may be confused sweet girl on what has happened to you.  Well you see I work for a slaver company.  We work to acquire merchandise for our clients."  Christen's eyes went wide, they were still beautiful, but tear and fear filled.




"This is a-joke a-"  The crop struck again.  "Sorry master!"  Christen yelled out quickly.




"Good you learned that basic etiquette."  Master Anna grinned.  "Yes I sell pretty girls like you as slaves.  But I train you first."




"You are going to sell me!"  The crop struck again.




"No talking!"  Anna snarled as Christen let out a cry.  "And usually yes I would sell a pretty thing like you for a tidy profit after I trained you.  But you have a destiny."  Christen just looked at her.  Anna brought the crop down again.


Christen moaned as her belly was stinging and bruised from the beating.  "Sorry for something master!"  Master Anna struck again.




"Sorry master is all you need to say.  And you will keep you eyes downward, do not look a free person in the eyes unless ordered."



"Yes master."  Christen muttered.  Anna nodded, glad that Christen understood.  She gave Christen a quick run down on her situation.  Christen couldn't believe it, she hook in terror.  She wanted to play in the world cup in a couple of years while attending college.  Not be auctioned off.  Slavery wasnt a modern day thing, she wasnt really kidnapped.  How!  It was immoral!




"But you see.  Like you I was once a young girl who loved soccer, and who like you was last seen on that soccer field."  Christen sneaked a glace and saw Anna staring off in thought.  She didnt want to press her luck and quickly pointed her eyes back down.  "I like you was trained, and I sold well."




"You were-"  Christen stopped as the older woman raised her weapon but she paused when she saw Christen flinch.  She needed her to not hurt to much, that would come later, gradually.  She smirked and lowered her arm.




"Yes like you I was taken to be a slave.  But through a series of events I was freed. And now I am one of the company's most valuable assests.   However I do not intend on selling you.  No I am going to make your destiny.  I am going to break you completely.  The process will take years.  You will be used, by whoever I deem I want.  You will be broken down completely.  And I will mold your broken pieces back into whatever I desire."  She paused for a moment as she thought about a fact, one that had been haunting her for the last several months.  "My first owner made sure I would never bear children.  But I will shape you how I want."  She looked down Christen as she started to sob.


"Why!  Why do you need me for a slave so bad!"  Tears rolled down her cheeks.  Master Anna firmly gripped her china and lifted up her face, her eyes were beautiful, her face was beautiful.  Master Anna was going to enjoy molding her.


"You are not only my slave.  You are my legacy."  She walked over to the wall and picked up a whip.  "Now lets strip you of those clothes, we really need to start the breaking down process.