Chapter 4 -- PAINS

Written by Evelyn Mba

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Her eyes bulged out.

Strip??

You wouldn't want me to say it again. Would you? His voice came out icily.

She sniffed, taking her hands to unbuckle her belt.

Slowly all her clothes came down.

Go to the table and hold it firmly. Another command came.

She walked to the table, crying lowly.

She was naked in front of someone, she didn't even know.

Her Virginity was going to be taken by him too. That thought Increased her tears.

She held the table firmly and closed her eyes.

After minutes passes, she heard the ruffling of clothes behind her.

She felt his breath fanning her neck, his body clinging to hers.

He pressed his body on hers, using his d**k to find her hole.

When he did, he moved backward a little, adjusting to a good position.

Without any preparation or warning, he plunged into her with a deep thrust.

Ahh.. she screamed loudly.

No.. it's too painful, stop please. She begged, trying to break free.

He pulled out of her and went in again roughly like before.

She whimpered, letting go of the table.

Do not let your hands leave that table. His voice was huskier but cold.

She noded and got hold of the table, holding it more firmlier. 

He pulled out and she heaved a sigh of relief, thinking it was over.

But no, it just began.

  Pulling out, he adjusted more to her position and thrusted in again, hitting her pelvic.

Master... She sobbed.

His hands snaked around her and pinch her n*pples.

She yelled in pain, her body melting into his.

Please.. just stop. She writhed. 

He pulled out and took a step back.

  Don't move. He ordered and walked out.

She exhaled a deep long breath she was holding.

Gritting her teeth " That evil step mother of hers was the cause of all these shame, disgrace and pain.

She vows to repay back when she's out of here..if only she won't die here. She thought.

She heard his footsteps and stiffened.

He walked to her and leaned closer.

He plunged into her again with a mighty force which made her jerked up.

No..no. She screamed.

  He began thrusting in and out of her with force.

Each thrust drawing a cry from her.

  Ple.. please.. she cracked, her head becoming heavy.

He pulled out of her and entered the bathroom.

After some minutes passes, he walked out to see her still standing there.

Get out. He said and walked to the bed.

  Her hands left the table, with shaky hands.

All this time her eyes was closed.

  She slowly opened them and her vision was blurry.. so blurry, she could hardly see.

I said Get out. He half yelled and she flinched.

She took her clothes which was on the floor and wore them, leaving the room.

Her body was aching, in-between her legs were sore.. so sore.

That she had to drag her feet to her bedroom.

She walked into the Spacious room that was hers and sighed, closing the door.

There was another clothe on the bed...a night dress.

There was also a note on her table saying " Go to the table". She wondered what could be there.

Dragging her legs to the closet, she opened it and gasp.

Wow... All this clothes for her, 

 She ran her hands through them.

These are clothes meant for Queen's, Princess and models, not for her.. She thought.

But even so, it didn't leave her mind. She was a slave.

Whether in rags or fine silk.. she was still a slave, not just any slave, a sex slave. That thought brought tears to her eyes.

She dragged her legs to the bathroom, looking around.

Someone did a clean up here, cause she didn't drain the soapy water out neither did she clean the outer tub.

She hissed and got into the Jacuzzi tub, letting the cool water caresee her sore area.

Her Virginity was gone just like that.

  She doesn't even know the guy who took it, neither has she seen his face too.

A tear slipped down her cheek, to the water.

The only question on her mind was...

What if he calls for her again...

T. B. C