“Guess we’re in luck,” Hayden replied before his lips captured mine in an ardent kiss. He continued kissing me passionately, his tongue thrusting wildly into my mouth just like how I wanted his cock to mess me up inside. Hayden stood in between my spread legs as his hands started to undo his belt before he started to remove his pants. “Lift your heel up onto the table and spread your legs…wider…” Hayden commanded.His hands helped me lift my legs onto the table just as he had instructed and soon my legs were spread so far apart that I felt so embarrassingly exposed. The opening of my love hole stretched open as if inviting for his thick cock to slide inside. “This is a very nice view,” Hayden commented before he positioned the thick head of his cock at my wet and throbbing entrance. I had just climaxed, and my insides were still very sensitive. My hands held my thighs wide open for him as Hayden’s hips moved in closer to mine. “Let me know if I’m being too rough,” Hayden warned s
He turned and began walking away like our conversation was now over as far as he was concerned. Nothing made me angrier than when he ignored me. He could do anything to me, and it would be better than when he ignored me like this. “Hayden…” I called after him softly. Hayden didn’t turn around to face me, but he did pause in his steps. I hesitated a little but still decided to say what I wanted to say anyways. Nothing worst can ever come from this… “After you turn me into your sex slave, what happens next?” I asked, unable to conceal the malice in my voice. A few seconds flew by and without saying anything, Hayden walked quietly out of the room. The door closing behind him with a thunderous bang was the only clue that I had to how he was feeling. … “That little girl sure is loud…” Luka commented. “Why are you here?” Hayden asked, disregarding Luka’s comment. “You, on the other hand, don’t look like a man that had just satisfied his lust,” Luka teased. “Why are you here?”
Not wanting to talk to her or anyone anymore, I turned my face to the other side. Auntie left my side and after supervising that the maids had put all the art supplies in the studio, everyone left, and I was alone once more in my luxurious suite of a prison. I knew that Hayden was trying to get on my good side by sending in all this stuff. It only reminded me of when he took me shopping at that art supplies store before. He was probably trying to cheer me up back then too; however, this time it was different. Although there was a perfect art studio separated by only just a door from where I was sitting, I had no mood nor motivation to create any artwork at all. I laid down on the sofa and covered my eyes with my hands as a sense of dread filled me. Is Hayden really going to lock me up in here until I rot and die? With my eyes closed, my brain got to work at trying to dissect the situation so that I could better understand it. When it happened, I was very tired and sleepy and so it
I get it. No one wants to deal with me. They must view me as someone very difficult to deal with. “What are you trying to say?” I asked, wanting him to just get to the point. “It’s not safe for you to be wandering around cluelessly outside right now. That is what I’ve been trying to say,” Luka stated emotionlessly. “You’re telling me that Hayden is keeping me locked up here for my own safety? That’s crazy! No one is going to hurt me; I’ve never hurt anyone. This is crazy. Please let me out, please…” I cried out desperately as I hammered at the door with my hands. “I can’t let you out. As I already told you, I’m not allowed to open the door…” Luka said regretfully. Why is it unsafe for me outside? That can’t be true, right? My life was normal…Is this because of Ethan? They think Ethan will harm me? “I honestly don’t think that Ethan would harm me. He’s…not that kind of person,” I said loudly. “That’s what you think but Hayden isn’t so trusting. I don’t blame him. Even I don’t k
Since that day, Hayden never laid hands on me again. We haven’t had sex since and he hasn’t shown any interest in coming within close contact with me. I looked up at the blank ceiling of the room and wondered if we would live our lives in a loop like this until we died. Obviously, that wasn’t going to happen. I knew that I had to talk to him, but I just couldn’t do it. Taking the first step forward was always the hardest and I was being such a coward for avoiding it. On the fifth day, I woke up with renewed motivation to turn things around. It was time that I acted like I realized that moping around isn’t going to change anything. I’m going to make the most of today and when Hayden joins me for dinner tonight, I’ll talk to him. For the first time since I’ve been locked up in this suite, I made my way to the art studio with the intent to start working on some art. The door to the art studio made a clicking sound when I turned the doorknob. I couldn’t help smiling to myself at the sig
To my surprise, I enjoyed the creation process immensely. I was adding the final touches right before sunset. The paint may not completely dry in time but as long as Hayden doesn’t touch it, it should be completely fine. I took a few steps back to admire the painting from various angles. It’s passable. Nothing fancy but definitely passable given the time constraint. With a nod of my head, I told myself that I would be satisfied with this for now and promised to do better next time. Fortunately, I had some time to spare before Hayden got back and the maids came in to set up the dinner table. That meant that I could wash up all the sweat and paint on me. After a relaxing shower, I got dressed and sat at the dining table while I waited for Hayden to arrive. He should be here anytime now…After Auntie and the maids left the room after setting up the dining table for us, I was all alone in the room again and it was drearily quiet. I couldn’t stop glancing over at the door because I knew t
From the tone of his voice, I knew that he felt sorry for me. I appreciated that but that didn’t help open this door! “Luka! Open the door! Please! Please open the door…” I wailed while crying. My whole body shook with the strength of my own sobs. My voice cracked and I found it hard to breathe; however, that didn’t keep me from beating my hands against the door. Luka didn’t respond but I knew that he was still standing there in front of the door. “Luka…please…” I begged. Luka just said that he’s not sure if Hayden can make it to see me tomorrow. Doesn’t that mean that he’s hurt badly? He’s going to be stuck in the hospital, right? “I’ll let Hayden know that you wish to see him,” Luka said flatly. “Wait! Luka! Luka!” I yelled loudly. Luka didn’t reply again, and I knew that he was no longer on the other side of the door. Although I knew that Luka had left, I continued to bang on the door as more tears streamed down my cheek. Why is this happening now of all times?! After scre
The room was completely dark because I had closed the curtains completely. My eyes couldn’t make out anything in the darkness. The sound of my harsh breathing filled the room as I panted and struggled to recover from my shock. “You’re as loud as always…” a low voice whispered from the foot of my bed. “…Hayden?” I called out his name in disbelief.It better be Hayden and not some ghost…“Don’t scream my name when I’m already sitting so close,” Hayden replied calmly.I felt the mattress shift underneath me slightly as Hayden moved closer to me on the bed. It was dark and I couldn’t make out anything but his silhouette.“Are you really here?” I asked just to make sure that I wasn’t seeing and hearing things. “I’m here,” he replied firmly. He’s really here…wow.Before I could say anything, Hayden began talking first and the first thing he asked me was…“Did you eat dinner properly?” he asked. Seriously, is that what he’s worried about at a time like this?“…No…” I admitted truthfully