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"Get into the washer." The maids ordered her after they've taken off her filthy clothes.

Leilani slowly did as she was told. She got into the washer and closed her eyes when the water ran from her hair down her body. The water mixed with her tears, flowed with her emotions.

The maids scrubbed her back making her wince in pain at the process. They washed her hair and gradually, it's colour and radiance began to return.

Her once ravishing and beautiful skin colour gradually returned but the wounds sat still all over her body, hiding the radiance.

But one look at her face, one with good eyes woukd know that she was once beautiful, pretty and full of life.

Leilani looked at the golden mirror in front of her and couldn't help but shed more tears. She could see the king's five fingers resting boldly on her right cheek. She could see some other marks which she couldn't remember how she got them. 

She looked so horrible. So pathetic.

"You can stand." The maid said to her after they washed off the soap from her body.

Leilani stood, clamped her hands together staring down.

"Here. Rub it all over your body and hair."

Leilani collected the oil container and did as told. One of the maids combed her hair thoroughly before packing it up into three ugly and rough ponies.

They gave her a short strapless light gown that could be called a nightwear inner. It was white in colour.

When Leilani put it on, she couldn't believe how unreasonably short it was. It only covered her breasts down to her bum. Every other part of her body was naked.

She felt so naked as she wrapped her arms around her body and looked at the maids. "Do....I get any undies?"

"No undies for a s*x slave." The maids replied her.

Leilani's eyes filled with tears as she stared down at her body. She trembled when the maids held her arms and led her outside the room.

Pavo was already waiting outside, to take her to the king.

"We are done sir." The maids said, moving away to show off the result of their job.

"Let's go." Pavo's sharp voice sounded. He waited till Leilani got in front of him before following immediately. "You have to move faster. He doesn't like to be delayed."

Leilani tried increasing her pace but couldn't. She couldn't stop thinking about the pain and torture she was about going through.

Tarzan would definitely kill her. She thought and let her tears flow freely across her cheeks.

Few minutes later after walking, they finally got to the king's door; not his main room.

Roman nodded, indicating he was in.

"She's here my king." Pavo announced, bowing in front of the door.

"Send her in." Tarzan's cold voice sounded and Leilani trembled again. The mere sound of his voice sent chills down her spine.

"Go in." Pavo ordered as he held the door open for her.

Leilani closed her eyes, breathed in and braced herself up for the worst as she walked into the room. When the door close up behind her, her heart made a bigger sound.

She stood in the middle of the room, the rise and fall of her chest, very visible. She clamped her hands tight in front of her and almost collapsed with anxiety when Tarzan walked in from an inner room. Immediately, she lowered her eyes to the floor.

Tarzan walked to the bed, his face; a mask of evil and wickedness. He turned and let his eyes run over her like a speeding horse. As he stared at her, all he could see was a nameless slave. His new b*tch. His biggest enemy. 

"Even after having your bath, you still stink. You still look like the animal you are." Tarzan spoke with so much hate and disgust.

Leilani only stood there, her eyes searching the floor and her legs itching to move back. 

When she felt Tarzan coming nearer, she gasped and forced her eyes closed, breathing heavily.

Tarzan stopped in front of her, his eyes blazing with hatred and fury. "I've always f*ck with my clothes on. I don't think I need to do that with you, do I? It's no news or mystery to you... what I must be hiding. Yeah, Leilani?"

Leilani panted, shook her head. "Please..."

A thunderous sound erupted. It was a slap from Tarzan, on Leilani's face. She screamed, fell to the ground.

"I told you not to speak until I order you to!" Tarzan thundered, his blue eyes wide with rage.

"Strip!!" He ordered and revealed the long whip in his hand.