My eyelids felt heavy as I struggled to open them. And just soon my senses became aware of my body I felt a sharp pain in my abdomen. The pain was so excruciating that I felt like as if someone has ripped me apart. As if I was cut open. I didn't know where I was, neither I could recognize my surroundings. The only thing I do was to moan in acute pain. I looked everywhere around me in hope that I'll find someone familiar, somebody whom I know."Mama!" A low cry escaped my lips.I wanted to see my parents. My mother who'll hug me and caress my head while my father will hold my hand so I won't feel anything at all. But no!There was no one in sight. And slowly I was struck by harsh reality when my brain overworked to remind me of my bitter present. Kidnapped... prostitute..... client.....deal... and bought. I turned my head to the side, where I assumed was a door and some light seeped through it. I parted my lips to call someone but my throat was so dry and itchy that no voice came out
After I was done with surgery, I shifted her back to my house. I asked Polly to look after her until she recovers. It's been a while that I didn't even think about her once after the surgery. My hands trembled badly after surgery. Why did I do it?I stopped doing it a while ago, and I had solid reasons for that. How can I forget my past so quickly? It took a blink of an eye and I unknowingly agreed to operate on her. It was certainly not me! And the fact that even after a decade I still remembered my old profession very well. Maybe that doctor inside me is still alive all these years even though I've tried my best to ignore it for 5 years. I don't know why but I felt miserable and I needed space to breath. So after I made sure she was back into a safe space, I immediately went into my room. It was 03:00 am in the morning and sleep was nowhere around me. I took out a beer can from freezer and laid back into couch, leaning in. I lifted my hand to my face and tried to analyze those li
Polly made me sit at the dining table while a maid with young face served me dinner. I looked around to see if Arnold was near but there was no one in sight. I picked up my spoon and started feeding myself while Polly placed a glass of water near me. The food was undescribably delicious but I had no appetite. So I tasted it a bit and asked Polly to help me lay down in my room again. My abdomen was hurting from the continuous sitting position. She helped me to my room while I asked her to let the curtains aside and don't turn off the lights. But she said if I felt sleepy I might like it dark so instead she turned on the night bulb which made the room look dark but enough light to see through. I laid on bed and made myself comfortable. After that she left while placing a book beside me, which was her kindness. I couldn't help thinking about Arnold, how scared Polly was when she saw him. She barely stood there and apologized while looking down, was he really a bad guy?He had a good
Changing her bandage was just an excuse to see her. I don't know what's happened to me but I really need it, a good orgasm. I didn't have sex in a while and I'm craving it now. And after seeing her half naked, that desire has outgrown a little. Maybe I should get over it as soon as possible, I can't let a woman messing with my head. But at the moment she is not in the condition to be fucked raw. I couldn't help but wonder how can a woman feel so much protective of herself and the reaction of her body when I touched her skin. It was as if she was being touched for the first time. If you're thinking about porn right now then it's all fake! Woman don't feel anything at all when you touch them until you hit their right spot. But she had goosebumps when I caressed my fingers on her soft skin intentionally. And this reaction can only be expected from a woman when she's being touched for the very first time. I couldn't help but wonder that what if she's still a virgin? Even my own wife ha
It's been almost a week and my wound is healing quickly than I expected. I don't feel much pain maybe it's all thanks to the minerals and multivitamins I'm taking regularly due to Polly. She takes care of me like a mother. I'm thankful but I wish I would be able to see my family soon because I can no longer live in this man's presence.He looks so intimidating and even eyes me all the time as if he wants to eat me alive. His stare holds so much ferocity and obsession that it terrifies me. Since the day I avoided him in kitchen and left out, refusing to stay anymore under the same roof, he hadn't been in front of me much. I barely see him, he leaves before I wake up and returns after I'm asleep. Just two days ago, he left abroad for some important meeting and I wish he stays there from years. But sadly he'll return this week and his arrival will be unannounced as Polly has no idea when it will be exactly. I spend most of my time reading those books Polly gives me and baking which onl
It was the day when my wife and my son left me. Although I didn't want to return back home the same day to bring out the memories from the past but in the end, I had to take the last flight. I drank too much in the car so when I just go home, I don't remember anything about them. It was the worst day of my life and every year on this day when I left my job being a surgeon, I spent this day keeping myself more busy than ever so the memories don't rush back the present where they don't belong. I was so drunk and barely caught my foot on the ground. Jason tried to help me but I told him to leave my luggage in my room and leave me on my own. I want to be alone and I don't need people around me, especially helping me. I hate pity and sympathy that's why either way I don't even feel it for people. My brain out of the zone, I stepped in the kitchen to grab another bottle of whiskey and all ready to face the worst hangover in the morning. I tried to maintain my balance while trying hard t
He's so weird that i can write a whole essay on him and people will laugh hard. I think he has a double personality disorder because of the way he treats me. He practically bought me as if I am his property and from the last night till today he treats me as if I am his wife. The last night in sleep I'm not sure if he was calling me as his wife or refering to someone else but the way he hugged me from behind and then asked me to massage his shoulders, these all are surely services of a wife. Even in the morning, he asked me to make him breakfast and then join him on the table, accompanying all his needs. But after all what happened, the compliment was worth it. I don't wanna admit but I'm a sucker for praises. To be honest I'm scared of him, he gives me chills whenever I'm around him. He's an arrogant, cold man who would eat people alive and his nice treatment is unusual according Polly. I spent my day cooking, helping Polly in house chores, gardening, and reading whatever I got my
Fucking beautiful!My mind screamed as soon I opened the door in hurry but my eyes were stuck, unable to move themselves away. The dress hugged her curves so perfectly that I didn't even know she even had them. I never knew she could look this much pretty, the long sleeves with off shoulders and her half bare legs, everything about her was so elegant and decent. My Vixen!I declared her in my mind as soon I stepped toward her, admiring her looks all along. She had a no-makeup look which I really liked as women with heavy makeup look disgusting to me. Not that I am being rude but that's what it is, they are not even comfortable in their own skin and wear layers over their face to overcome their insecurities. But Camellia, from the studs she wore to the long hair resting on her back, her exposed slender neck and loose curls reaching her waist, she was my Vixen!I leaned closer and closed the distance between us as I inhaled her perfume off her neck, and I swear she was smelling so