Confessions fantasy story-Kyna

Sierra awoke and when the sleepy blur faded. Her hands reached out and pressed against cool glass. Her eyes widened as she looked around noticing that she was surrounded by a globe of glass. It was only big enough for her to stand. When she looked down with violet eyes she noticed she was dressed in shimming fabric. It almost looked like liquid over her skin. She reached down to touch it and it was as smooth as silk.

As she slowly starts to get the grasp of her situation, a sudden tap, tap,tap.. snaps her back into the moment. She turned to look behind here where the source of the sound was coming from. Her eyes met up with the hooded figure standing on the other side of the glass. She could see a faint from where the eyes would be on the face, and faint sound of a soft laughter.

She turned pressed her piano fingers against the glass. Desperately, trying to see her captor, and trying to remember what had happened the night before. Her mind was blank, the only things she could remember was her name and this hooded figure, deep down owned her.
Her thoughts were jarred by the soft husky voice from the person behind the hood. “Are you fully aware little pet?” The woman’s voice sent shivers down her, So dark and husky. Sierra looked up to the woman and nodded her head slowly.

“Yes M’lady” Sierra’s voice spoke softly. Normally one would wonder how the voices were heard clearly. It was because the top of the glass had a cover with metal grating so she could breath.

Sierra heard that laughter again. “Good girl, How do you like your new home, and your new clothing my little pet?”

Sierra ran her fingers over the fabric and looked over to the hooded figure. Then she suddenly tensed as the fabric squeezed against her body in a calculative manner. This also caused her to gasp out in a dainty manner.

She could hear the husky laughter “oh you liked that didn’t you my…little pet” the last words were whispered. Pulling Sierra closer against the glass, just could she could hear. She could just imagine the smirk upon the woman’s lips “Well? My pet what is your answer?” the tone indicating that promptness is important.
“Y..yes M’lady” Sierra breathed out her nerves chocking back the volume. As she watched a black hand caress the glass. It was in a hypnotic pattern and Sierra found herself watching it. Unknowing it was purposely done.

This was done to the degree she didn’t even realize the woman’s voice was also speak. “My pet this is only the beginning, the beginning of when you will come to realize where your place with be. My little caged fae.” She whispered a word which jolted throughout her body. It was then Sierra knew, she was owned, the woman knew her true name.