Chapter 44. Nanny Clara's magical fingers

My soul was weak. So weak that I didn't even have the strength to cry, — I was tired. There was no way I could do that nasty act. Nasty because that was how it felt to me that at moment. There was nothing funny or pleasant about it.

I resisted!

But he pulled me closer to him and made me kneel on the ground yelling “Do it!”. My knees brutally landed on the floor, I was terrified yet I didn't do it. I looked at his d* and for the first time, I was really disgusted. I didn't want to have anything to do with that hard rot near me.

“Don't make me force you, Aria!” he insisted. “I can't! Can't you see that I'm not fine? — I'm still in pain but you don't care after all the humiliation you gave me. Ain't you tired of making me suffer?” I busted into tears.

He glared at me furiously. Then he got up and left for the bathroom. I collapsed and sat down on the ground crying while he was taking his bath. After a few minutes, he came out and dressed up. I was still seated on the ground, watching