MasukJake I counted the hits in my head as I caned Zelda. The seventh one smacked across her ass still, red and blotchy now.“Eight,” she whimpered.Before she could say the next one, I hit her across her lower thighs. The scream that bellowed out of her chest was so loud it felt like it was shaking the foundation of the house.“That was eight. No fucking cheating.”“Eight! Please one more, Daddy,” she said, stumbling over the words.So I gave her what she asked for.Her body looked like it was being held up by the wall as she clung to it desperately, her nails scrabbling across the concrete. Her pale body was shaking, frail and bare and for me to do as I pleased. I wondered if she’d ever try to run again after I was done with her.Chloe had never tried to run. She’d eaten up every word and taken every punishment, reveling in it with just the right mix of pleasure and horror. The day I had to let her go to her new Master, I almost didn’t do it.I didn’t want to do it. But it was my job.
Jake The cane felt heavy in my hand as I unlocked the door, finding Zelda curled up on the mattress.“Stand up, Zelda,” I told her, letting the door slowly fall shut behind me.The keys were back in my pocket. Emily had held onto them for the night, waiting until the next morning to tell me what had happened between her and her daughter. The thought of Zelda having to go through that alone twisted me up inside, but I couldn’t focus on that.She’d tried to leave me.Zelda didn’t move, lying naked and quiet as a mouse, her nose against the wall. She wasn’t crying, but her breath was coming in quick heaves. My heart broke, knowing that she’d probably been in a mire of her own twisted thoughts the whole night and I hadn’t been here to help her.But she’d tried to fucking leave me.“Zelda, I told you to do something.”That made her stir. She looked at me, her eyes red with tears. I was sure she hadn’t slept a wink.I waited patiently, weighing the cane in my hands. Finally, she gathered
ZeldaMy hands shook badly as I reached for the keys, feeling the cold metal of them between my fingertips. I got off the mattress and walked toward the exit on shaky legs, my whole body trembling. And then I stopped abruptly.What if this was all a test?What if Jake just wanted to see if I would try to escape, given the chance? What if I was going to get punished for this?I already knew I would, if I didn't manage to get away. I knew he'd hurt me badly for trying to leave him. So I had to make it work, I had to run as fast as I could, move as quietly as possible, and get the fuck out of there.In a haze, I put the key in the door and prayed it would unlock from the inside.It did.The door swung open and I stared at the stairs in front of me, unable to comprehend my freedom.I was completely naked, and the stairs in front of me were dark and scary. I never thought escaping a madman would be this hard.I half-crawled, half-walked up the stairs, my body shaking as I got to the top
ZeldaThe memories of him taking my virginity were still fresh in my mind, and my pussy ached pleasantly as I drifted off to sleep. I slid two fingers between my legs and felt the swollen lips of my cunt.When Jake came to me that night, it was definitely late. I'd been sleeping, wrapped up in the blanket he'd let me have the last time he was down in the cellar.I woke up when someone lay on the mattress with me, my body tightening and going rigid with fear when another body joined mine."Shhh, babygirl, it's okay," a warm, rough voice muttered into my ear, and I relaxed into Jake's arms.He'd never slept down here with me before, and he hadn't used the mattress unless he was fucking me. I could smell alcohol on his breath as he held me close. Not unpleasant, but definitely there.A sudden urge to be closer to him prompted me to crawl into his arms and my lips found his in the darkness of the cellar. I kissed him softly, my lips molding against his and parting gently as an invitation.
JakeThe day I’d found Zelda’s picture looking back at me on that website, I’d wondered who’d put a gorgeous little creature like her up for auction. It was a virgin auction site, the seediest of them all, and girls like Zelda didn’t end up in places like that.They were sold at private auctions, attended by people like Kent and Edward, to be seen in flesh and poked and prodded before their new owners would decide to shell out what amounted to pocket change for the lives of innocent young women. I knew then that I couldn’t afford her… and that I had to have her.Tracking down who put her up on the site hadn’t been too hard. Fuchsia, the call name of the person who had submitted her information, was an old pro in the business, having bought and sold virgins for at least a decade, if not more. I’d been expecting a chain-smoking aged reprobate behind a floral name like that.Instead, I’d found Emily.She’d gleefully explained to me how she’d put up Zelda’s information to find the right k
JakeI clutched at the collar of my white button-up shirt with one finger, trying to loosen it up without undoing the tie, at the same time balancing a glass of whiskey in that hand and a flute of champagne in the other. A part of me hoped that someone would walk straight into me, make me spill the drinks on my expensive suit, and get me the fuck out of there.I had no such luck.“Oh Jake, honey, you’re back,” Emily called, waving at me as I made my way through the throng of bodies. “I thought you’d forgotten about me completely.”The titter of a laugh she let out scraped at my ears and I didn’t reply to her, just handing over her drink and giving a slight nod to the people she was with.She wrapped an arm around my waist and snuggled in close, her silver, blinged out with Swarovski crystals dress making a gentle ruffling sound. I had to suppress the immediate urge to smack her for getting this fucking close to me.Emily continued her conversation with the elderly couple across from u







