Master

Warning: Mature content ahead; read at your own risk.

NEW YORK, KNIGHT MANSION

Her frail and quivering body laid half naked on the bed; she had never been abused or assaulted by a man in this manner; the events of today reminded her of the unpleasant memories of her life; she shuddered recalling everything and felt revulsion.

Her wide, adorable eyes were red and puffy from sobbing. He was a monster, thinking about what happened half an hour earlier, she curled into a little ball and wrapped a blanket around her body tightly.

Now she felt ashamed of herself because she wasn't able to stop him from what he did to her, she felt pang in her heart from the thought of being used by him in the worst way again.

She always wanted to keep her body secure for her love, but after today, she will be called a billionaire whore, and the word she hated most is now written in her fate.

HALF HOURS AGO

He is a vicious and dangerous man. Although he is perfectly capable of killing her, he wasn't planning that. By keeping her as his personal whore, he was going to torture her.

He gripped her thighs and yanked her toward him as he drew closer to her, a sneer appearing upon his lips. She moved back and placed her hands on the bed's edge. With her head hitting on the bed, she sobbed loudly. Although she made an effort, she was helpless in the face of that enormous man.

"Well..well..You slapped me in front of my man, huh? Do you think I should show them what I'm about to do with you? Accept it, you're a slut, and you'll give me what I want, little one ," he declared while rubbing her inner thigh close to her southern part. Despite the fact that she was wearing loose jeans, his action made her entire body anxious.

She started hitting him on his shoulder as she felt degraded. It was nothing more for him than a pat, but he was getting frustrated because of distraction.

He gazed at her and warnedly lifted his head, murmuring, "Stop, Inez.I'm warning you for the last time", but she didn't stop. He sprang to his feet, looked over her entire body, and grabbed her top, ripping it off like a piece of paper.

Tears escaped her eyes, and her breathing got uneven, watching herself only in a black bra in front of him. That was the moment she realized he would not leave her until he got what he wanted.

He looks at her bare form and whispers, "Shhh, stop struggling; no one is going to help you; not even God himself can save you. His gaze changed from enraged to lustful and desperate as he turned to face the almirah.

He will have her body in a matter of minutes.

She jumped up and rushed for the door. striking on the door but failing to unlock it It was a deliberate attempt to get away from him.

"Princess..." She could feel him drawing nearer to her. Her fingers remained on the door. He leaned in closer and parallelized her with his hands. He swung her around to face her. It was an eye-to-eye encounter. She rubbed her forearm to her elbows. When he moved his face closer to her neck and began eating the skin of her collarbone, her entire body shuddered.

Suddenly he backed off, watching her face. She was closing her eyes; her lips were trembling. She opened her eyes; a devilish smile crept on his face. He again saw her hands tied with his maroon tie.

In a second, he held her in bridle style and put her on the bed. Now there was no way to be free from his prison.

This time she didn't protest against him, closing her eyes and allowing her tears to drop. She laid down like a dead body. She is going to lose her virginity to him, even if she begs him to leave her because she is a virgin. He is not an angel to show mercy on her; that's useless. He slept with lots of women, but he never saw this tantalizing body

"Oh God, you're so alluring. Why do you cover your captivating body in those loose dresses?" he asked, running his hands over every inch of her and gripping her arm before pinning them over her head.

"How many times have you done this?"..hmmm?How many filthy hands have caressed you, kissed you, entered in your pretty cúnt ?" He inhaled her aroma as he took a deep breath. She remained silent.

"I demand an answer. Use your mouth to tell me how many men you've slept with?", He squeezed her blossoms. She winced and twisted her lower body in discomfort.

He seethed as he pressed his palm on her mouth, putting pressure on her.

"Stop crying, whore... don't pretend to be pure."

He stood up and undressed himself, feeling pressure on his manhood. She closed her eyes again, seeing him move his naked body closer to her.

He unfastened her pants and adjusted himself between her in one move. When he laid on her, she felt a strange sensation throughout her entire body; she was able to feel his hardness.

She decided to give it one final shot to rescue herself, and the words "I am virgin" left her lips.

He Immediately looked into her eyes, finding the hint of a lie, but her tearful eyes were telling him the truth.

"Please leave me," she said as she gazed at him.

"Fuck...you little bitch," he cursed, clutching her hair. "Why didn't you tell me earlier?" I need this to stop ughh.."He was blinded by his desires, observing her face as he let go of her hair.

"I can't...shit. I need this, he huffed, trying to hold himself, but his erection was already there. Just on push, he made distance from laying next to her; his whole body was sweaty. She looked at her confused, trying to hide her body, but then he grabbed her by her arms and made his face closer to her, putting his lips on hers. He started kissing her aggressively. She pushed him, but again, that was useless.

She wasn't responding to him because this time she didn't feel like before when she kissed him in a restaurant. He deepened the kiss, making her face closer to him. He nibbled her lower lip; her lips fell apart. She moaned in response. That's when he got a chance to slip his tongue in her mouth, exploring her whole mouth.

She was gasping for air due to a shortage of oxygen. He ended the kiss after he was satisfied. He untied her hands and stood up from bed, picking up his underwear and slipping it in his legs.

"Don't be under the misconception that I am leaving you; I am giving you a week,Get yourself ready." He then entered the bathroom and closed the door with a loud thund.

She sat on the bed, pulling the duvet over her bare body and catching her breath, when she heard an audible tapping sound coming from the bathroom.

She was crying because of shame,guilt, regret, and the situation in which she was. She will stay here in this house for a week, or only he knows for how many days he will keep her as a prisoner.

In the bathroom, she heard him groan. Only God knew what he was up to. When his deep voice reached her ear, she trembled in dread. She shivered and sobbed at the edge of the bed. She crawled back into the ball and placed her body on the bed, hoping he wouldn't change his mind again.

He promptly unlocked the bathroom door with a violating sound. Hearing his footsteps, she flinched.

Walking towards her, he stood close to her, watching her hiding her body from him. He quickly removed the piece of cloth that was covering her body. She stared into his eyes before turning her gaze to her fan. He forewarned her in a deep, raspy voice.

"Look into my eyes," and her gaze promptly rested on him.

As he drew back from her, he added, "One week, remember." Forget about your past for the time being. I am your one and only future. Understand that you must obey me."

She hummed as she felt tongue tied, despite the fact that she was dying from inside. Hearing him, her entire body became numb. She asked God how long she would be here, but she didn't expect a response this fast.

He lifted her up by grabbing her chin. She sat, her hands on her private parts, covering them. He saw her action.

"Hands down," he demanded in a commanding tone, but she did not comply.

"I.SAID.HANDS.DOWN," he clenched his teeth, increasing the pressure on her jaw.

She finally obeyed, lowered her hands, and closed her eyes in shame.

"When I'm talking to you, always look into my eyes." In terror, she opened her eyes. "And never, ever hide your body from me; I am now the sole owner of it. Okay?"

"Okay," she responds, her voice cracking.

Okay, Master, he said with emphasis on the word master.

"Okey...M-Mas...Master," she repeated his words again.

Giving a butterfly kiss on her jaw, he turned himself to go out of the room when he heard.

"Master...."

"Hmmm..." he responded.

"I need clothes," she sniffed.

"I'm going to tell someone to get you a dress, okay?"

"OK," he murmured, turning around and staring at her, and she understood exactly what he wanted.

"Okay..M-Master",she stammered.

He exited, locking the door with satisfaction in his eyes.

She hides her body,then realizes that she is a lifetime prisoner of his prison and starts crying, her cries muffled in the pillow,her hiccups making it hard for her to even breathe properly.

After getting tired, she closes her eyes and drafts in her dream land.

She was indeed imprisoned in a monster's cage.