CHAPTER FOUR

18:25 '' Thompson's Mansion '' Bedroom '' New York '' USA.

Elisabeth.

I wake up a few hours later, feeling the urge to go to the bathroom. I try to sit up and my body screams in pain. I whimper at this. How could he do this to me? I let out a sigh, moving all my strength to sit up.

Holy shit, that hurt a lot!

I put my feet on the floor and push upward, managing to balance myself. I walk slowly to the huge closet and grab a shirt from him. I think he won't mind that. I reach the bathroom with difficulty and, when I close the door, I put his shirt on the sink and step into the shower, afraid to turn on the shower and the water will hurt my butt even more, because I know this will hurt and the world.

I inhale and exhale several times as I turn the faucet, so the water makes contact with my ass, giving me a horrible burning sensation. I couldn't hold back the tears.

It hurts, it hurts a lot. The pain is much worse than a knife cut in the fingers.

I take the liquid soap and pour an amount on my hand, then wash myself very carefully, soaping my body, trying to resist what seems impossible.

“I never want to be beaten like that again. '' I bite my lip and decide to get out of the shower soon.

I turn off the shower and, stepping out of the shower, grab a towel, hanging from the hanger. I dry myself carefully and, when I'm done, I put on his gray shirt, absorbing his scent. I walk determinedly towards that drawer, thirsty to find the ointment. When applying that pasty white cream to the places where my skin is redder, I almost felt my soul leave my body, with so much burning and discomfort.

Shit, this man is too dangerous!

When I finish applying the ointment to my buttocks, I put the ointment back in the drawer and lie back on Dylan's bed, surrendering to a deep sleep.

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I wake up very sore still at dawn. I can't even move properly, but I have nowhere else to go but do my duties, I don't want to be the butt of those miserable snakes' jokes, because it's entirely their fault that I'm in this situation. I don't want to be beaten again, I never felt like that at the orphanage and now I'm being beaten by my bosses.

I just want peace, both from the snakes and from them. The only thing I wanted right now was to be in bed, still sleeping. My body is begging too much...

08:30 '' Mr. Thompson Mansion '' Kitchen'' New York '' USA.

At this very moment, I'm washing the dishes out of hate, those whores always dirty the dishes for me to suffer here.

“Elisa?” '' I feel my whole body shiver when I hear Mr. Thomas behind me.

'' Yes sir? '' I feel his breath on the back of my neck and his hand sliding down my left arm.

“Dylan told us what you did. You broke the most important house rule. Why did you do it, dear?

I almost growl at that.

“I'm sorry, Mr. Thomas. I had become irritated about something, and at that moment Mr. Dylan called out to me, causing me to inadvertently look into his face. I'm really sorry, sir.

“But that doesn't make you wrong, little one. Dylan was right to punish her.

You did well. It did a fucking good, fucking pain I was feeling.

He turns me around, making me look at his chest. I don't feel like being punished again and I shudder to hear the noise of his tongue clicking.

“Look at me, little one. I swallow hard and lift my eyes up, staring into the handsome face.

He's beautiful. He is tall, slightly tanned, clean''shaven and well''muscled, like Mr. Dylan, his hair is black and the color of his eyes is light green, making him irresistible.

“P''please, sir, don't punish me. I ask, shivering in his arms.

“Oh honey, I asked you to look at me, you haven't done anything wrong yet.

I'm surprised when he leans forward, I try to pull away but it's impossible as he holds me in place, his breath hitting my lips.

“Don't pull away again, honey. '' He speaks and starts to rub his lips on mine, teasing me.

“S''S''Sir.

He smiles and surprises me by biting my lip hard. This makes me let out a small moan, but not from pain, but from pleasure.

Holy shit!

“Oh, I see you like pain.

'' What? '' I ask without understanding, because I never had these sensations.

“Oh honey, you're still going to try new things and I'm sure you're going to love it. '' He speaks with a big smile on his lips, his hands go around my waist, squeezing me in a very possessive way. “You are ours. '' He goes up his hands to my breasts inside my shirt. “Your body is ours. '' He sticks his right hand in my bra squeezing my chest tightly.

“S''s''s''sir.

“Shh. '' He puts a finger on my lips and starts massaging my chest, causing me very good sensations. '' Do you like it? Do you like it when I'm touching you here? He runs his thumb over the peak of my breast, leaning down and nibbling my neck. '' Answer '' squeeze me tighter.

“Y''y''yes… I''I like it. '' I try to contain the moans by biting my lips hard.

“You belong with us. Tell me, who do you belong to? '' He goes back to nibbling my neck, making me shiver.

“Ah… Y''m''sir T''thomas. '' I squint and then look at the entrance to the kitchen, startled to find Victoria watching us. I try to get rid of Mr. Thomas, but he doesn't even move. “Y''s''sir, Victoria… she's looking at us,” I say, worried.

'' Let them look, I like it when they're watching. A low chuckle in my ear, chilling me even more.

His hand sneaks into my pants, reaching my clit over the top of my panties and I moan at the sensation.

'' Ahh! "I squeezed his shoulder hard.

'' Yes, you can moan, I like your moans.

I'm startled when his finger invades my panties, touching my pussy, which is all wet.

“Ahhh… y''sir!”

He quickly stimulates my clitoris, without stopping, I press my lips back to staring at the kitchen. Victoria didn't even move from her spot.

“S''s''sir!” Ohhh!

I'm so shocked when he kisses me, a totally raw and ferocious kiss, sucking my lips and tongue so hard my legs almost make me fall to the floor, my legs are so wobbly. He pulls away and lifts my shirt, exposing my bra. Without much ado, he pulls my bra down, leaving my breasts exposed, grabbing my left breast.

'' Ahhh! I throw my head back at the wonderful feel of his mouth on my chest.

He runs his tongue over the beak and then sucks again, to finally nibble the beak harder, causing me an intense and delicious orgasm. If he hadn't been holding me, I would have fallen to the ground for sure.

Thomas takes his hand away from me and brings his fingers to his mouth, sucking in a very sexy way.

“You taste wonderful, my dear. he says, still holding me in his strong arms. '' Did you like being assisted? he asks, kissing my neck.

I don't know how to explain what that feeling was, but I'm sure that snake will spread it to her little friends and I'll be the butt of jokes.

“II can't tell, sir.

He smiles.

'' You will experience many things yet, my little angel. Because we want to show her the world of pleasures.

“B''but, sir… I have no experience in anything.

He has such a beautiful laugh.

'' Oh, honey, we're going to teach you so many things… but all in good time, now go take a shower and you can rest today and tomorrow, because you're barely able to walk.

I really appreciate it, nodding.

“Y''yes, sir.

“Don't call me sir, honey. You can call me by name. "Stroke my hair." '' Now go rest, because the maids will do the rest of the things.

I nod and he lets me go. I quickly leave the kitchen, my legs are still very wobbly and I'm still impacted by the kiss he gave me. What a wonderful kiss! Soon I see the snakes talking and it seems to me that Vitória has already told everything about what happened.

“Didn't I say he was a bitch? '' Vitória teases when she sees me.

I'ts about to start…

"Fuck you, leave me the fuck alone!" '' I ended up hitting, with a lot of anger.

'' What's going on here? '' A voice comes out of nowhere, startling us. We all bow our heads. “I won't ask again!

“N''n''nothing, sir. Valeria replies, stuttering with fear.

“Fucking nothing, now answer the fuck!”

I can see that something happened at work, he always gets irritated when he gets stressed out there.

'' Mr. Lorenzo, you should get some rest. He's very upset, which means he's tired. I say fearlessly and I hear him sigh.

“You come with me, Elisa. Go sleep with me. Come! '' Order, walking upstairs.

Holy shit, what a shame!

The girls shoot furtive glances at me, but I follow with my head down, trying not to give a shit about them, because orders are orders and…

God help me!