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HAZEL:

I watched him as he walked toward the mini bar in that room and poured himself a drink. Then he walked back toward me while sipping from the glass. I was afraid to even look at him. I couldn't help but wonder what kinds of punishments he had in mind for me. He pinched my chin light and guided my gaze toward his. “What's your name, Mi Amor?” He asked while staring at my face.

“Hazel!” I replied in a low tone.

“What a pretty name? It suits you. Too bad, your beauty won't last long. Once I start with your punishment.” I didn't understand how someone can make me feel butterflies in my stomach in one second, and in the other one, he can make my soul tremble in fear.

I narrowed my head, trying to hide my tears from his gaze but he already knew that I was crying. “What is going on in that pretty little head of yours, Hazel? I want to hear your thoughts.” He asked as he sat down on the couch and crossed his legs elegantly. Tht manly aura around him was another thing that scared me.

More tears started flowing from my eyes and I was constantly struggling to wipe them all away. “I was thinking from where and how you will start my eternal punishment?” I asked in a shaky voice. Some people might think that it was a ballsy move for me to directly ask him about the beginning of my punishment right after. But I was a fool, that's the actual truth.

“Oh! Are you excited about it as well? Let me show you.” He replied and suddenly, he stood up, grabbed my hand and I was pulled out of that room. He had a basement. It was dark and big and smelled like death. He pulled me downstairs. When he turned on the lights, I nearly choked on my own breath.

Chains were hanging from the ceiling. I looked at the tools that were hanging on the walls, tools that he used to torture. They were covered in blood. And I even saw chunks of dried flesh on some. It made my stomach bubble. I covered my mouth, just so I wouldn't puke.

I tried to pull away from him but his hand around my arm was firm. He pulled me to a table. “I will tie you up with them at the table first. And I'll begin with my favorite torture, electrocution.” My heart trembled in fear when I heard that.

He showed me needles, huge needles, almost the size of the veins. “These needles will be stabbed into your arms and legs. And since you're a beautiful woman, I'll pierce your nipples with these as well. I'll push a rod up your ass and another up to your pussy. Then I'll turn on the electricity. You'll be electrocuted until you pass out. The process will repeat ten times. But I won't let you die.” The way he was telling me about that horrific torture so excitedly, made me reconsider my decision.

“No! Please! Don't! Why would you torture me?” I asked, trembling with fear. I was already on the ground that was covered with dried blood and disgusting insects, crawling around. I was hugging one of his long legs.

“You agreed to take your family's place, and endure the torture for them.” He added calmly while stroking my head.

“Please, I'll do anything you want me to. I don't want to be tortured. I swear, I will not question you at all. Just please, have a little mercy on me.” When I spoke those words, I finally broke down in front of him. I had been carrying that bucket with me since everyone betrayed me. Even the love of my life betrayed me and married my cousin after cheating on me with her.

“Mi Amor!” He whispered as he scooped me up in his arms and carried me back upstairs. He sat me down on the couch. Then he sat down in front of me, on the table.

I looked at him with pleading eyes. “What if you don't like anything you talk about? You have to decide. Because once you agree with something, you have no other choice but to obey me. Because I hate when someone goes back on their words.” I looked at him with confusion in my eyes.

“What … what do you want me to do?” I asked hesitantly. Suddenly, I watched as his eyes shined all of a sudden.

“What else someone like me could want from a beautiful woman like you. I want you to warm my bed whenever I want you to. I want you to be my mistress for the rest of your life, without expecting anything else in return. And you won't get tortured, your father and brother gets to live.” I took a small whiff when I heard him.

Of course, I couldn't expect anything more from a pervert like him. To say the least, I had to accept because the first torture technique he mentioned, made my soul leave my body for a second. “Will I ever be free from this agreement?” I asked, holding onto the last ray of hope. But he pushed me into the eternal darkness instantly by shaking his head.

“Only way out of this agreement is through your death. If you agree to this, you will be mine forever. And I don't fucking share my stuff with anyone. You will merely a sex doll for me. I will use your body as I please and whenever I want to. You are only to submit to my desires. I will not hold you after using you. I will not whisper gentle words when in fucking you. And I certainly will never love you. These are the terms. Do you think you can handle that? For you, I give you the option to either leave right now, decide to bear the torture for the rest of your life or be my Mistress forever.” I wanted someone to just kill me then and there.

Each option he gave me was equally terrifying for me. “Just so you know, I am only interested in women. So your father and brother won't get the privilege to be my whores.” I wanted to laugh at my life. I wanted to be someone's wife, I wanted to bear someone's children. Life had brought me to the point where I was thinking about two people in my life who sacrificed me without thinking. They probably had the money they stole from the Don.

“I'll be your mistress.” I whispered once I had made up my mind. Being used for other things like wealth, house and mom's shares, I was habitual of being used.

“Hmmm! Then take your panties off and give them to me.” He blurted out all of a sudden and I choked on my own breath.

“What?” I asked out of surprise.

“I must check what I am gambling my pleasure of torture for. I must know now if you will forever obey me like a good girl, or will you be bad. You don't get to have all the privileges.” As if he understood what I was thinking about, he explained it all to me clearly.

“And let me make it very clear to you. I hate to repeat myself.” I blinked a few times. It took my brain a minute to process what he was actually asking for. I inhaled sharply then took my panties off while he was staring. I didn't look at him when I placed my panties on his palm.

“Good girl, Mi Amor. Now, let me show you your bedroom. I have a few businesses to deal with. Until then, I want you to bathe and clean up your body. I want your pussy soft and clear. Same goes for the whole body. Then I want you to eat. And you must drink two bottles of water.” He ordered me as he stuffed my panties in his pocket.

He grabbed my hand and pulled me upstairs. He opened the door and pulled me inside. The room was practically bigger than my dad's apartment. But I felt no joy being there. Even if it's made of gold with Diamonds and pearls embedded in its surface, a cage is still a cage, no matter how expensive.

“When I come back, I want you to be naked in bed. I don't like to wait. And I hate the girls who like to disobey. Disobedience will earn you punishment as well, but it would be a sexual punishment. And don't get me started on the ways to punish a woman through her sex. It will make you beg me for your death.” I gulped hard and instantly nodded my head before he could have asked me if I understood.

“Hmmm! I like it when you behave. I will even reward you in the future.” He whispered as he pushed my red lock behind my ear. He then wrapped one of his arms around my waist and pulled me closer. My breasts squished against his hard chest.

Before I could even breathe, he slammed his lips against mine. As if he was sealing the deal with that stamp. He made sure to take my breath away.

When he finally pulled away, my lower lips were red and swollen. And I was breathing heavily, trying to fill my lungs. “Go and bathe. You'll get your clothes before you get out. And food will be placed on your bed.” He barked another order at me then he turned around and left.