Serve Me Cake, Set Me Free

Josephine Jade lay on the bed and felt her head throbbing and nausea.

Her head was heavy and she felt very hot. With great difficulty, Josephine turned on the cold water, took off all her clothes and climbed into the bath tube.

Half awake, Josephine became aware of the bathroom door opening and then closing again. There was someone nearby and something hard and cold pressed against her forehead.

"Who are you?" Someone hissed in a deep male voice.

Josephine's consciousness had completely clouded and she caught the object stuck to her forehead causing the man who was pointing the gun to roar in anger.

"Don't move or I'll crack your head," the man hissed, both angry and confused at Josephine's behavior.

Josephine took the man's hand and with unexpected strength she pulled his hand until he fell into the bath and fell on her.

Josephine wasted no time, she wrapped her arms around the man's neck and sniffed the refreshing scent of greentea and musk from his sturdy neck.

"Help me," whispered Josephine in a low voice. "Remove this heat from my body."

The man pushed against Josephine's naked body, but for Josephine it was a good response. She pulled the man with her and the gun in the man's hand fell to the floor.

"Hey, hey," the man tried to break free from Josephine's hold on his neck. He knew there was something wrong with this beautiful and sexy girl clinging to him naked.

The warmth and density of Josephine's body made his blood boil and slowly his desire rose. When Josephine ferociously kissed him on the lips, he lost control.

This girl's skin was smooth and white as milk, almost transparent in the shadows of the water. It was hot even when they were soaking in cold water.

With a hasty movement, Josephine's hand let go of the man's shirt and immediately she squeezed the man's hard broad chest and grabbed his belt.

"Uh uh, let it go, baby, let it go and get inside me," Josephine muttered vulgarly.

She almost let out a squeal of pleasure as with one hand the man squeezed her breasts in a gentle, tickling motion and the other hand touched her core.

"Oh, damn, you're so wet in here," the man muttered. He moved his lips to the top of Josephine's breasts and made her tingle erotically.

Josephine could see nothing but the colorful clouds that shrouded her eyes, due to the man's touch all over her body. She moaned in a sensual voice when she felt something hard and big penetrate her and made fireworks explode in her body. Josephine squeezed the man's hand, which was moving rhythmically, making Josephine's body feel like cotton.

For a moment the mist in Josephine's eyes lifted as a stomping movement by the man sent Josephine flying.

She looked at their linked hands and her eyes caught a silver object with a motif of gold leaf tendrils carved on one of the man's fingers.

"Oh God, you are so delicious," said the man, half growling. Josephine laughed happily, dissolved in ecstasy and the pleasure was repeated again, until finally Josephine could no longer open her eyes.

"Sweetie, remember, I am the God of this city, I'll come for you, when I'm done with the bastards who set me up!" Josephine vaguely heard the man told her.

Josephine doesn't know how much time has passed, when a sudden realization made Josephine widen her eyes. She became aware of her surroundings after a while.

She was in the bath tube, clean and wearing a thick bathrobe, even her head was also covered by several piles of thick towels.

Josephine slowly got up and pondered as she propped herself up on the edge of the bath tube. She tried to remember what happened and slowly as her memory began to form a feeling of shame and fear made her cheeks burn.

What happened to her? Had she had sex with a stranger man in the bathroom?  She tried to map the man's face in her mind, but there was absolutely no image in her mind.

Josephine got out of the bath tube and walked toward the door. She grabbed the door handle and turned it, but the door didn't budge at all. Someone locked her in this bathroom.

Josephine's heart was pounding really hard. She looked around, looking for anything she could use to get out. Her eyes landed on the trash can by the sink.

Josephine picked up the trash and was stunned to see what was in it. There was a small white towel, or at least once was white, in the trash. The towel was now pink with splotches of dark red in places. It was a trace of blood and Josephine realized that it was her blood and what part of her body the blood had come from.

Tears streamed down Josephine's cheeks. She had lost her virginity to a strange man whose face she couldn't remember at all.

Josephine was about to scream to release the anger inside her, when she suddenly heard something from outside the bathroom. She held the small towel in her hands tightly and walked as slowly as possible towards the door. She didn't want to be careless, because she didn't know what was going on and who was the person who had locked her in this bathroom. Josephine put her ear to the door.

"Damn it! Where did that bitch go," snapped an angry voice. Josephine's eyebrows rose. She recognized it was Melissa's voice.

Melisa Jade, Josephine's stepmother, who was bossy, rude, and two-faced. However, the woman had been her mother since she was one year old, replacing her biological mother who died minutes after she was born.

Melisa holds the status of a mother for her and in the eyes of others, she is a kind and gentle mother, because her cleverness hides the fact that she really hates her stepdaughter, who is only three months younger than her biological daughter, Lindsay.

"Are you sure you brought her into this room, Lindsay?"

"I-I don't know, Mom, all the rooms look the same," another voice answered nervously. It was Lindsay's voice. They were the initiators of her tragedy.

Suddenly the door handle twitched, making Josephine cover her mouth to hold back a scream that almost came out.

"The bathroom is broken, Lindsay, didn't you see the out of service sign stuck to the door," Melisa snapped again. "You are really reckless. What if Josephine runs away before the men come and do their job? I paid them highly!"

"I'm sure she's in one of the rooms in this villa, Mom. She can't go anywhere because the stimulant I gave her is too strong."

In the bathroom, Josephine was face down on the floor, clutching her mouth tightly so she wouldn't make a sound, even though her tears were pouring down.

"Where did she go and how come, when you say the medicine you gave was strong enough?" said Melissa annoyed.

"Mom, I left her in bed, barely conscious and I didn't lock the bedroom door because I knew your thugs would be coming for her. I… just forgot which room," Lindsay replied grumblingly.

"In that case, the thugs didn't come here to rape her at all, like I ordered them to. Damn it! They were playing a trick on me!"

In the bathroom, Josephine listened to everything her stepmother and stepsisters said with a feeling of tightness. So, this so-called birthday party she thought they had arranged for her was just a cover so they could prank her?

They paid thugs to rape her while she was under the aphrodisiac given by Lindsay?

Josephine never liked her stepmother and stepsisters, for they were two-faced and good at pretending. They treated Josephine well in the presence of her father or relatives on her father's side, showing false concern and affection for her, but outside of that they treated her roughly and arbitrarily.

However, it never once crossed Josephine's mind that they would be capable of committing the crime they were planning for her at this moment.

"Hello? Where are you guys? The girl ran away and disappeared somewhere," snapped Melisa in a sharp tone. It looked like she was talking to someone on the phone.

"What? You guys got lost to another villa and couldn't find this place? Jeez, what kind of thugs are you guys, why is that?"

"Mom, be careful. Don't make them get angry and turn against us," Lindsay interrupted. "They could have leaked our plans to the police."

"Hey you guys, just think of the down payment I sent as hush money. Next, don't let me see you again and if there's a report from that girl to the police, don't ever show up. Understand?"

Josephine heard footsteps pacing in the room. From Melisa's conversations with whoever she contacted by phone, it was clear that the people she had sent had failed to carry out their duties. So, who is the man she slept with?

Josephine clutched her head in despair.  She couldn't remember anything other than the silver ring on the man's ring finger.