The melodious voice of Celine Dion woke me up. I look and see that it is coming from my phone kept on the nightstand beside my bed.
That melodious voice of Celine is making me wish for sweet, romantic love like that fictional book of pride and prejudice, and I find myself already in love with the caller.
Well, not until I glance at the screen.
I hissed before checking the time.” 11:49” It says.
I made a mental note to change the ringing tune of that particular number to something else. Maybe a song that says; you are a monster, I hate you, die or if possible, rot in hell.
Only if there are songs like that.
But no matter what, I am definitely changing that tune to a sorrowful song so whenever it calls I will be reminded of how much pain he brings to my life.
As I try to swipe the answer icon, it stops and a message pops in.
“ In thirty minutes.”
I became angry. My happy mood turns sour immediately.
Seeing the message, I already know who it's from and what it entails. I don't need any more elaboration on it. Neither do I require anyone to explain it further to me.
Simple.” That devil wants me to come to his house in thirty minutes and under this harsh weather of the night."
I reluctantly stand up from my bed and walk to my room window made of glass, glancing through it to stare out.
OUTSIDE, the icy wind peppers the windows of the luxury houses around the vicinity and I can hardly see through. It is blanketed by a white something that looks like a cloud, shading the interiors of the room and blocking the shimmers of light from pecking out of those flats.
I took my eyes away and then gaze up at the sky. No stars nor moons are illuminating the dark cloudy heaven as droplets after droplets of snow trip down the earth in majesty and power like a warrior courageously walking onto a war front in a bid to save his nation.
As it falls, it fills the tarred road up, leaving it in ice.
Although it is nighttime, I can see clearly due to the street lights glowing brightly around the fashionable New York street.
I don't quite remember how long I stood there gazing out until I felt a cold sensation wash over me leaving goosebumps all over my body, so I have to retreat inside my room to lie down on my bed in the comfort of my duvet when I remember the message on my phone earlier, and I headed instead to my wardrobe.
As I sort through my wardrobe looking for a warm dress to wear I remember he doesn't like me dressing in cover-up clothes whenever I visit him, rather would prefer I wear all exposed clothes that reveal all of my body.
It's more like being naked. If preferably on my undies or better still a birthday suit.
I always dress as he wants but, with today's weather, I do not think I can.
As I journey on the street marching like a determined soldier on a mission to save, sticking out my legs forcefully from the snow swallowing them while trying to steady my steps not to fall inside the snowdrops that have covered the road and are still falling covering more and more of it.
The droplet of snow falls on me at the same time, hitting me fiercely with the howling winter cold that I can feel myself shaking slightly even with the massive fur I am wearing.
I know very well how worst it would have been if I were not wearing any and possibly dress in the exposed minidress the devil's brother wants me to wear.
Reaching the middle of the road, I look around searching for a taxi or cab that will convey me to his house but find none. Not that I expected to see any, though.
I mean, who will dare to drive on a road covered with snow at midnight under the cold weather? Not even a soul was outside the street.
Everyone must be in the shade of their room enjoying the warmth and comfort it offers while I am wandering about in the cold. The only difference is that I have a destination in mind.
To see queen Jezebel in a Man's form.'
At one point, I feel like going back home, back to the comfort of my room while I lay on my bed with my duvet protecting me and keeping the cold away from me. Giving me a warmth which I yearn for. But I know I can't, not when I am not free from him.
I am still under his slavery.
As I continue walking, trotting down the deserted snow tar street that leads to his house. A feeling of relief surges immediately into me when I see his house miles away. I felt a bit better, knowing that phase one of my suffering has come to an end.
Hastening my steps and briskly dragging my legs to move faster than before until I am standing face to face with his gate.
Even though I know that walking through that gate is like walking into hell, I feel relief, at least I will be relieved from this ice snow hitting harshly on me.
I knock, and after a few minutes see a head pop out through an opening.
“Hey!” I whisper out loud, waving.
The door opened and the security stood staring at me wide-eyed and in shock and confusion, probably wondering what I was doing there at the time of the night under the snowy weather.
“Hey, James." I called, " Can I come in?"?
“Oh yeah….oh yeah.” He exclaimed, shifting a bit to allow me to squeeze myself past him.
And I did. Waving at him after without turning, even though I can feel his burning pitiful eyes on me as I walk.
But I dare not look. I don't want to look pathetic. He probably must be feeling sad for me.
When I get to the front of the house, I dust off some snow still hanging on my fur before walking in.
I know I am supposed to take off my fur bearing my exposed dress before I go to his room, but I am too cold to do that. The icy snow and cold wind which has hit me have penetrated deep inside me. I can feel my muscles and bones contrasting and weakening.
So instead of taking it off, I walk to his room still covered with it.
Inside his room, he is sitting In his bed and a towel tied on his loin. Another towel is spread on his neck and back.
He was slightly bent, his attention on his phone, but I know he is quite aware of my presence.
“Good morning Master.” I greeted, bowing down even though he wasn't staring at me.
“You are an hour late, why?” He asks not to respond to my earlier greeting. Not even looking at me. His attention is still on his phone.
Hearing his voice brought fear into my heart. I froze literally. And a cold chill of horripilation runs over me as fear and panic set in.
The goosebumps were much and this time it is terrific since it isn't born out of cold, but rather fear. I can feel my heart throbbing louder and more rapidly than its normal beat.
“I… I couldn't find a cab.” I stammered out.
“Exactly what I expected. You always have an excuse. Always at all times something to justify your….” His words hang as he turns to me.
He eyes my body thoroughly, with shimmers of anger pecking into his earlier expressionless face.
“What is this? What the fuck are you wearing?!” He thundered.” Is that what I ask you to wear whenever I send it to you?” He added.” Answer me!”
“I … I didn't mean to. It was cold, I. I…”
“Shut up.” He suddenly sprung up, frightening me more.
I unconsciously move back.
“Always with an excuse. Always disobeying me.” He murmured more to himself, but I heard before he added.” I own you May. I can take your freedom anytime. Not only that, but I can send you to jail and I can ruin you. That you are walking freely is because of me. Don't forget that.
DON'T FORGET, I'VE GOT THE POWER AND AUTHORITY OVER YOU! You are my toy and my PLAYTHING! ….and I can do anything I want to you, anytime, any day.” He expounded.
All this while his hand was strangling me, I could feel myself, my breath drifting off from me as he spat those words directly in my face.
I couldn't do anything but cry.
He took his hand away from my neck and I flump with a thud, hitting my butt on the bare floor—hard.
The pain was unbearable, but it wasn't my concern yet as I am still trying to regulate my breath.
He sits down, his eyes on the floor tapping his foot repeatedly while looking to be in deep thought — also.
After a while, he turns to me.” Stripe.” He ordered, daring me to disobey.
My heart clinches, and tears prickle my eyes more as I plead to him hoping he will reconsider.
His grim eyes remain on me, it is cold, gloomy, and rigid. It has no single gleam or pity.
I couldn't withstand the darkness shimmering in them, so I took my eyes away, lifted my hand and tearfully began to remove my clothes.
I prayed to God he is not going to sleep with me as a punishment.
With the forceful sex, he had with me this morning in the office, I can badly feel the pain. The ache in my leg hasn't subsided and getting another fucking in my vagina or anus hole will probably cripple me.
After I finish removing my dress, now stake naked before his prying eyes.
He stood up and started coming towards me.
My heart stops and I unconsciously take wobbly steps back…
“Follow me.” He orders immediately he gets where I am standing before he walks briskly to the door while I run after him.He climbs down the stairs and opens the door that leads to the back, and I follow suit.There, he leads me to the part of the compound where the pool is located. The snow as well as the winter breeze blow repeatedly on my naked skin.I am beginning to shiver vigorously as the cold air blows over and over again on my body, but the monster careless as he continues to walk until he is standing face to face with the pool.Now I am pale and whitish.I stand beside him shifting from one foot to the other to lessen the cold pervading directly into my feet since I am barefoot and not wearing anything either slippers or shoes ..... I am standing directly on top of the snow which fills the compound floor now.Likewise, I watch him pull out his neck chain and throw it into the pool to fill with ice. The waters of the pool are all filled up already with blocks of snow which h
Immediately I get to the company about to walk in, I stare down at my feet, not daring to look up. For the past four days, I have always stared down each time I am walking into the company. I won't look up or at anyone …. My shoulders slump.I am too ashamed to be coming to the company. If I have my way, I will quit a long time ago, but I cannot do that, not when he won't allow me to.I have gotten into numerous scandals that all the excitement and pride I felt the first day I came to this company vanished into thin air. All I feel now is disgust.First, I was arrested with three grievous allegations levelled against me. Conspiracy, of attempted murder and embezzlement.Heaven knows I did not do any of those. I am being accused wrongly. But who do I tell? How do I make them believe me? And besides, who could possibly believe me over him. They will probably think he will not stand so low, but if only they know he can stand lower than that.As I continued to walk in, someone greeted
.... I look up to stare at my savior, probably to thank him or her for catching me before I could hit the floor, To my greatest surprise, it is him. I could not believe my eyes. How is that possible that the same man who pushed me saved me? I am beyond shocked. His hand held firmly to my waist then his other hand tilted my face squeezing harshly on my jaw, as he stare right into my eyes. His red eyes look fixedly into my Amber eyes. There was a blaze of fire in it as if a furnace was litted while His mouth was squeezed and his face held a wave of visible anger. "What did you say to me?" He asked flatly still squeezing my jaw. It was painful and so I let out an agonizing moan since I couldn't scream. His hand on my jaw was tightly held muffing the sound of my voice."Please." I voice out looking at him with my tear full eyes sighing and moaning in pain. I was trying my possible best not to cry. Not to let those pending tears out. "You don't talk to me
........He begins to move, slapping his skin repeatedly on mine fiercely without restraint. He bump in and out of my body carelessly as he dammed fit.And again, as before, his skin slaps over and over again on mine. It wasn't gentle. It was hard and fierce.His palms were firmly planted on my waist.He pulled out his right hand and snaked it to my breast, squeezing harshly. His rough palm molded my breast squeezing and pinching at the same time dragging my nipples.I moan in pain, chewing on my lips to muffle my voice.I heard him grunt before he smack my butt and then pull out, taking off his penis from my butt hole.I exhaled, feeling a bit relieved to be free but not for long before he Flip me around making my back lie on the mattress.He inserted it into me.The one thing different from before was that he did not put his dick inside my anus this time rather it was my v***na.It doesn't make it less painful though, It does hurt like hell. I tried to move, but it felt as if my bo
.......Now, escaping from his room is one thing and heading back home - back to my condominium is another different thing entirely.I managed to crawl out of his room but how do I get to my house. Do I need to crawl too?I limp down the stairs making sure I am safely hidden in case he comes down he won't see me.I begin to dress up with my clothes which I grabbed while leaving his room.After I was done, I sat on the bare floor contemplating what next to do.A part of me told me to sneak to one of the rooms and sleep in but a greater part of me warns against it and I agree with it kicking against the thought.It might sound pleasant and seems like the best thing to do at the moment but I know quite well it isn't.If he find out I stayed behind after he asked me to go, that would be another problem to deal with.I still sat on the floor resting my aching body a bit, possibly hoping to gather up a little energy which would carry me back home.I was barely seated for five minutes when
Arriving at my condo, I unlock the door and enter, bolting it after.I pull off my dress and rush to my bed, lying on it hurriedly as I slid the duvet over me.I was shivering terribly as my whole body felt stiff. Walking in the snow for the past one hour isn't a child's play, it is the most difficult thing to do especially while wearing an exposed dress like mine.I wasn't properly clothed as he didn't allow me to go home before coming over, and besides the weather was good in the morning while I was leaving and I never thought I would be out, walking in the middle of the night.But I guess I should always expect anything both good and bad as long I am still under him.As I snuggle in my bed, my legs lifted to my chest and my hands hugged tightly to the pillow while the duvet was blanketing me.I felt a bit better.Although I am still shivering, my teeth quivering, shaking terribly but hey! It is as much better than before, it is reduced a bit and I felt appreciative of my cozy duvet
After I had eaten to my brim, I stood up and left the place heading for his office. That he's being a bit human today by permitting me to eat doesn't mean I should mess it up.I have got to trade with caution.If I could avoid his punishment for the rest of today I will dance naked back to my condo but I doubt though.But never the less, I will try to use this spare time to gather my strength.Ooohhhooo! My pity time has elapsed. But it's okay. I have got to answer the boss's call, let's expect the best.As I near his office, I felt my heart palpitating in fear and I know very well that he has finally succeeded in making me a scardy cat.Especially one that jumps in fear at the mention of his name or even the sound of his voice.I knocked at his door and waited."Come in." I heard.I open the door and enter." I am back sir." I bowed.I raised up my head, and that was when I notice another presence around. I look from him to them.He gestured with his hand that I should come close. I
.....Dafoe stood at the door glaring at his friend."I know you will do this that was why I came here looking for you." "Damm you motherfucker! Stop acting like a goddamn saint we are both sinners." "At least I don't go raping people." He retorted still glaring at him. His eyes were blazing fire.Brody scoffed."It doesn't still make you righteous.""I know." He strode in, heading to us.He yank him up from my body and fling him away. "Fuck off before I get Benson involve." He threaten and he ran out of the run. He stares at me," are you okay?"I nodded sobbing."Thank you for helping me.""It okay" he responded. He didn't go. He stood there staring at me in pity. I ignore his pitiful eyes, and stood up. I took a step, moving away from his watchful eyes back to the bathroom to see if I can do something about my torn dress.As I was walking, I slipped and fall hitting my body on the floor. My eyes burn.As I bite my lips to hold in my cry.I looked up when I felt a presence he was s