My body was on fire. He looked me straight in the eyes as he left the room. I was still smiling eagerly and lusting at him. It was showing all over my face that I wanted him. “Don't take too long!” I screamed deep down as he disappeared closing the door behind him. I couldn't wait for him any longer. I wanted to massage myself while he gets back at least to reduce the tension burning in me. My tits were hard and pointed to the ceiling. I waited for him for close to 15 to 20 mins but he hadn't come back yet. I thought he was going to grab something, but it was getting too long. My body was on fire, and all I needed was a strong man to quench the fire in me. I was getting bored and anxious as I waited close to an hour and that bastard was still nowhere to be found and there was nothing I could do. I was tied to his fucken bed. Where was he damn? What was he up to? I stayed there, like an abandoned animal, stark naked and handcuffed and I felt so ashamed. Even though the was no one i

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

My heartbeat had increased as I waited for what he wanted me to do this night. “My little cupcake, you are stripping naked for me tonight… I want something very sensual and I want to cum while watching you dance for me, baby… I want you to squirt as you dance. You should use the pole" he explained maliciously.I was in for a problem, I didn't have the energy for that and I didn't want to do that. As I was crying deep down I heard him add;“Failure to make me cum, you will be punished… And I know you don't want to be punished" he said laughing as if it was funny. I was crying deep within me because I saw no other option than to do it. I didn't want to taste his punishment, but I wasn't a professional dancer as well. A few droplets of tears escaped my eyes when I asked him to play a song. I quickly wiped the tears off before he could notice it and make me feel worse. I was there for that, I had to do my job. I had to do it for my mum and the selfish master. I took off my pink nightgown

“Mom, I think you need to know the truth and hiding it from you will only harm me," I said to her. “What's that about, what do I need to know?" she worried. “Well mom, I have been longing to tell you this, but I just don't know in which manner to tell you" I repeated and mum drew me close to her as she held both of my palms.I remembered reading the contract, stating that no one else was allowed to know, not even my family members, and if one was found guilty of that, he or she had to pay a fine of twenty million dollars. ‘Damn! Where was I going to find 20M dollars” I screamed within myself. More to that one of his guards was just standing by the food.After second thought, I just can't tell her and I had to immediately invent something to tell her because she wasn't going to give up that easily. “Well, mom, I'm afraid of sex," I said to her and she busted into laughter. “Tell me you are pulling my legs! Like seriously, so you are afraid of sex?" she asked me. “Yes, mom I am" I answ

I could hear the heartbeat of Gladmir as he patiently wait for the doctor to finish what he had to say. “Mr Xavier, I'm sorry to inform you that, Clara is suffering from partial stroke and dementia," he said. “What!!!" Gladmir exclaimed in shock.“It's not a death sentence, she can still survive," Doctor Jay said while placing his hand on Gladimir’s shoulder. “She has a stroke and dementia, how come?” Gladmir asked while removing the doctor’s hand from his shoulder. He was tensed.I told the doctor to leave, but no without telling him “We will see him later, doctor and thank you” I smiled. I looked at Gladimir and his eyes were red. He was furious. I placed my hand on his shoulder but he immediately removed it. I held his hands intending to take him outside to calm his nerves. And luckily he confirmed as I held his hand and we both walked outside.“Why did you bring me out here?" he asked ruthlessly with his face twisted as if the sunshine was bothering his eyes. “I wanted you to ca