Chapter 4

CALL ME MASTER BITCH.

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Quotes.

"Of pain, you could wish only one thing: that it should stop. Nothing in the world was so bad as physical pain. In the face of pain, there are no heroes"

I was heartbroken, and scared. I had a lot of anxiety.

I was worried, I felt weak, and I had no idea how I was ever going to come up with strength. But I just closed my eyes and took a blind leap. I knew I had to get out of here.

Ava's standpoint.

I woke up groaning and still confined with the chains. I felt so terrible. The memories of Mr. Drake torturing me last night flickered in my mind. I was completely a slave to him because he never once called me by my name. My life was not the same again, but I should never accept what life offers me. This is not the kind of life and happiness I wish for. I despise the life I am living now.

"Oh… Oh! What do we have here? You are finally awake" I hear a mocking voice beside me.

"Yes,” I respond. I am exhausted from revolting against him. He's not human.

"I should award you, but I won't do that yet since you are still a despicable piece of a slave," he said as he gave me a death glare.

"Stay away from me" I shouted at him.

He yells, "Hey bitch, when will you be sensitive enough to be a good slave?”

"Why can't you adapt and accept your new identity? When will you be satisfied with your good new life as my slave? Is it when I slaughter you?" he screamed.

I started nodding and shaking in fear. My whole body twitched as he glanced at me in fury, craving to rip my body into pieces.

“I… I__ Before I could complete my words, he clamped hard on my hair. I let out a stifled wail.

"Ahhhhhhhhhh!!!!! I am sorry, please.”

"So you can plead with me, slave. I promised to take care of you, but it seemed impossible,” he yelled as he started hitting me with a whip. “It seems to whip you is the only way you can be respectful.” He hit me until I collapsed.

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My whole body was in pain. It ached like hell. I tried moving, but my body was full of scrapes. Blood oozed out of them, and it was hurting like hell. I gradually opened my eyes, and they came in contact with Mr. Drake's horrible gaze.

"You are awake slave," he mocked.

My whole body is arching. He is making my life a miserable one. This abuse is too much. What I am encountering now is more than a human should.

He was hurting me. The more I am in pain, the more pleasure he gets.

"Leave me, I said leave me alone,” I screamed, raising my voice, but he was completely blind with rage as he started jacking me more while blood spilled all over the floor. My screams echoed all over the room.

"This is my retaliation and punishment for you slave; this is what you get when you dare to resist me. I despise it when you defy my order and purposefully cause me trouble," he explained as he began whacking me again.

"Please, I am sorry, anyone to save me," I said weakly.

That monster never heeds. I beg him over and over, but he spurns to accept all my pleas. He is doing all sorts of awful things to me. He could rape me every day and night. He has made me suffer and grieve like I am in hell. I am in pure pain.

"Somebody save me, please.”

"Oh! Do you think you can be saved here, lad? No one can save you. Give up your disobedient and obstinate personality, young lad, and be a good girl. I promise not to hurt you again!” He mumbled.

As if I would do what he wants. "Mr. Drake, I promise to be a good girl. Stop… Please, it hurts like hell. I am sorry. Please forgive me,” I plead, giving him a phony promise. How can I give up on myself and my body? I have to make him believe in me, and I believe that I will evacuate this hell one day.

"Oh really?” he asked, wailing so happily. He stopped whacking me with the whip and clenched me on my face. “Bitch, remember your promise. If you dare defy my order or disobey your master, I assure you hell itself," he threatened.

Then, without a warning, he forced a kiss on my lips. His tongue forced its way into my mouth, down to my throat.

"Hmmm,” he moaned. “You tasted so exquisite,'' he whispered, nibbling on my ear lobe. I never struggle, I stay quiet as a rock status. He halted.

"Hey, why are you not smiling and just staying quiet, I need a reaction from you. Recall your promise to obey me. That's why I put a stop to your punishment, slave,” he yells now, getting angry.

"I am sorry, Mr. Drake. I apologize, please forgive me.”

"I told you, call me master slave. I am your master," he screams as he grabs me tightly on my neck, I am unable to breathe. I am gasping for air.

"Please.” I tried to say.

Tears fell down my eyes. "Stop, please. I don't want to die,” I beg. I must not die before I kill and hang my enemies…

"I am so sorry. Please forgive me, master.”

Yes, I called him Master.

Instantly, he loses his grip on my neck. I was seriously coughing while holding my chest.

"Yes, good girl, call me master again," he said, caressing me on the head.

I look up and gaze at him, forcing a smile, a bitter one.

"MASTER.”

He is smiling happily.

"Now, your master is going to award you,'' he said, as his hand began to caress all over my torso.

I am displeased with his touch, but I dare not reveal it to him. His hand roamed all over touching me, and he grabbed my boobs. He pinched me so hard on my nipples that I scream out.

"Do you like it?" he asked while glancing at me with his sickening lustful eyes. Damn it, I nodded.

"Yes, master, I love it.”

"Good.” He is pleased with my response. He licks all over my body with his tongue. Oh! My! He is a dog, and the sight of the scene makes me want to puke my lungs. He's garbage, trash, and a monster, and a demon from hell. He was only created to destroy me, just like my good father. I think of this while giving out a bitter smile.

I was compelled out of my thoughts when Mr. Drake suddenly put his shaft into my anus without a warning and started penetrating inside me.

Tears filled my eyes as he began to fucked my anus.

He hunched over me with both of his hands fastened around my waist, clenching it tight while giving out a nasty moan. I was deserted. Emptiness filled me.

"Oh, baby!” He gave out a moan as he was enjoying himself. “Fuck! You like this, sweetheart?" he asked me.

I can only nod since I was crying, and he must not seen it or glimpsed my tears. I don't want to die. My enemies must be hanged before I forgive them.

“Oh yes. Dammit, baby, you taste so delicious. I wonder how your pussy is going to taste like," he murmured.

His dirty words make my blood boil. I feel like killing him to end all my misery right away, but I want to kill him gradually. I want him to feel every bit of pain I endure.

I want him to despise himself more than I loathed mine. I want him to beg for mercy without obtaining any. He will be denied the mercy he asked for. I want him to cry until he has no more tears. I want him to compensate for his deeds and my father, I will pay back everything he did to me, every single thing he owns me. I want him to pay me back in tears and blood. Not only that, but I regretted having him as my father. I regret calling and loving him as my father. I endured his brutal treatment towards me. I silently suffered while gulping all my pains. They all made me suffer. I underwent what a human should never have dreamt of withstanding.

They make me lose myself, and my thirst for revenge will never be quenched until they both die. They are both monsters. They have no humanity.