Karl’s warm and slightly damp breath brushed against my neck as he buried his face into the crook of it.
He inhaled deeply, taking in my scent that seemed to always draw him closer. The sensation felt strange, a mix of comfort and unease. His disregard for the pain I was experiencing was evident, only adding to the confusion swirling within me. I squeezed my eyes shut momentarily, trying to calm the frayed nerves that were buzzing beneath my skin like live wires. I dared to open them again and tried to pull away from his grasp. But Karl held on tighter, his fingers digging into my flesh with a firmness that left no room for resistance. "Easy now," he murmured against my skin while continuing to nuzzle into my neck like a child seeking solace. His words did little to calm the storm brewing within me. My palms pressed against his chest in an effort to push him away once more. Karl’s sigh of annoyance and frustration filled the air between us. Then he finally released his vice-like grip on me. I quickly slid off his lap and put some distance between us while he reached out for a tray sitting on the nearby table. My brows knitted together as I watched him devour the contents of the tray with an urgency that belied his seeming dissatisfaction. He had this look about him. One moment, he was completely at peace, and then suddenly, he was agitated beyond comprehension. “Here!” He extended a glass towards me filled with water and something else. I looked closely to see a small white pill sitting on its bottom like pearls lost at sea. My skepticism must have been evident because he answered my silent question without missing a beat. "Contraceptives," he said nonchalantly as if discussing the weather. My eyebrows shot up in surprise. "What?" Karl gave me a sly and almost mocking grin. "Because I don't want children, especially not with you." He replied. His words hit me like a punch to the gut that left me reeling. "What do you mean? If you don't want kids with me, then why am I even here?" I blurted out, my words tripping over each other in their rush to escape. "Why can't you just leave me alone and go be with someone who you actually want to start a family with? Why did you even marry me? Are you trying to drive me insane?” I didn’t really want an answer. I was terrified of what it might be. Karl nodded his head in affirmation anyway. "You're correct. I married you just to torment you." His admission was as cold as ice. A bitter laugh bubbled up from within me at the absurdity of it all. How naive I had been to think my life was anything close to perfect. "So, you've never loved me," I said more as a statement than a question. My voice wavered, threatening to break under the weight of pain and disillusionment that washed over me like waves crashing against rocks on a stormy night. "Enough! I'm tired of your incessant chatter! Now take the damn pill before my temper flares again. If that happens... well, let's just say it won't end well for you." His response was harsh and echoed around the room like an angry beast let loose. I lowered my gaze towards the floor, offering him a smile that felt as broken as my spirit. He had won; he had successfully broken me down into nothing more than fragments of the person I once was. I hesitantly reached out and accepted the tiny pill he extended towards me, along with a glass of water. The cool liquid slid down my throat, washing away the bitter taste of the medication. As I swallowed, I shot him a look that was supposed to be fierce and intimidating but probably only came off as scared and defiant. Then I braced myself for what was coming next… for the unwanted invasion of my privacy. My hands instinctively flew to cover my most intimate area, but Karl's larger hands stopped me. He held my wrists firmly away from my body to make his inspection less uncomfortable for him. The feeling of humiliation washed over me like a tidal wave, leaving me gasping for air. Anger bubbled up within me like hot lava threatening to erupt at any moment. "Don't you dare touch me," I warned him through gritted teeth. Karl ignored my warning. He drew me close until I was pressed against his broad chest. His hand moved with an unsettling familiarity towards the clasp of my bra. This time, he didn't stop at unhooking it; he also pulled the cups away, revealing what lay beneath. Being stripped bare under his predatory gaze made every inch of my skin crawl with revulsion. Karl’s eyes devoured every inch of exposed flesh as if it were some perverse feast laid out just for him. "I hope you're enjoying yourself," I spat out bitterly as his hands began their torturous journey across the landscape of my body. His fingers traced a path that started at the curve of my waist and ended at the swell of my breasts. He leaned forward then and gave one nipple a slow lick which forced an involuntary moan from deep within me. "Damn you!" The words slipped out before I could stop them. My reaction was an obvious admission that despite everything, his touch still had power over me. Emotions warred within me - disgust mingled with a shameful and unwanted desire. It was a constant battle between my body's response and my desperate need to maintain some semblance of control over the situation. Another moan — louder this time — escaped from my lips when his teeth grazed my nipple and tugged lightly. Pleasure swept through me, making my knees buckle beneath me. "Oh god… this is bad!" I muttered under my breath as I tried to wriggle free from his hold. However, Karl was stronger than he looked. He easily hoisted me up into his arms and carried me towards the red bed that dominated the room. He lowered me onto the bed gently, almost tenderly, then stood beside it to drink in the sight of me with an expression of undisguised lust. Panic seized my heart, squeezing it tight as I found myself pleading for mercy. "Please, let me go," I whispered, my voice shaking like a leaf caught in a stormy gust. The raw fear and desperation reverberated through me with every beat of my pulse. Karl’s gaze was unyielding, piercing through me with an intensity that made the hairs on the back of my neck stand up. It was like being scrutinized under a microscope. Every inch of me lay bare and vulnerable under his scrutiny. His stare felt frosty cold against my skin, sending icy shivers skittering down my spine. He held that gaze for what seemed like an eternity before he finally turned away from me. The silence stretched taut between us as he moved towards a hanger off to one side. His movements were slow and deliberate, each step resounding in the silent room. Every nerve in my body tingled with apprehension as though sensing the storm about to descend on me. Karl’s eyes bore into mine once more before he turned away again, his expression unreadable but his intent clear: there was no escape! When he returned to tower over me again, dread pooled in the pit of my stomach at the sight of what he had retrieved from the hanger. A rope and other objects that spelled out scandalous intentions. "Please... don't do this," I begged him once more, even though I knew my pleas would fall on deaf ears. I felt sheer desperation and an instinctual need for survival, so I lunged towards the door, hoping against hope that it would be unlocked. Unfortunately, luck wasn't on my side. The door was locked tight just as I feared. A chilling realization washed over me then. There was no way out of this nightmarish situation. I was trapped like an animal cornered by its predator.Throughout the entire ordeal, Karl remained silent. His grip on me was savage as if he was trying to assert dominance over a wild animal. He threw me on the bed, its red velvet satin sheets suddenly seeming more sinister than luxurious. My ankles were swiftly shackled together with cold metal cuffs that bit into my skin. Then came the choker. It looked harmless enough at first glance but when he fastened it around my neck and hooked it to the bedpost, I realized its purpose. I was trapped and completely at his mercy. I tried to scream in desperation, but Karl cut off my attempt by shoving a ball gag into my mouth. Panic surged through me as I squirmed and writhed against the restraints yet it was futile. Karl's control over me was absolute! He stripped his clothes off in one fluid motion and despite myself, my eyes flickered downwards for just a moment before snapping shut in terror. What I saw hanging between his thighs scared me more than anything else. My mind went still at t
Karl was like a man possessed by a demon. He relentlessly pounded into me with such fierceness that it threatened to rob me of consciousness due to excruciating pain and sheer exhaustion. He finally collapsed next to me after what felt like eons, his energy depleted from the violent act he'd committed. I was left in a daze, unable to gauge how much time had passed before I felt the tight bonds around my wrists and ankles loosen. He scooped me up in his arms as if we were newlyweds crossing the threshold and began walking. Destination unknown. I was too spent to utter a word or make any attempt at movement. My eyes were swollen and bloodshot from crying so much that they were barely more than slits. It wasn't until he gently laid me down inside the bathtub and turned on the faucet, filling it with warm water that I realized we were in the bathroom. I was naked and rendered vulnerable. Curiosity sparked within me about what I must look like after such an ordeal. Karl step
I was so bone-tired that the gentle dawn light barely registered in my consciousness. The sun's tender and warm rays seeped into the room, painting my skin with a soft golden hue. It felt like an artist had dipped his brush in a palette of fresh colors and was gradually bringing the world back to life; it was the start of another day. My eyelids fluttered open at the incessant prodding and reluctantly focused on the woman who had been trying to coax me out of my sleep. "Madam, please wake up; Mr. Sullivan is waiting for you downstairs," she pleaded, her voice laced with such genuine concern that it stirred something within me. She was dressed in a maid’s uniform with an apron tied around her waist and exuded an air of respectfulness. Her head bowed slightly as if acknowledging some invisible hierarchy. I gave her a weak nod, hoping this would appease her enough to allow me to drift back into sleep's comforting arms. But she persisted, shaking me gently yet insistently. "Mad
Daylight soon bled into twilight. I found myself sitting on our bed, waiting for Karl to come home and tell me last night was all some twisted prank and that we could go back to being normal. But there was no apology or explanation when he finally arrived home from work. He simply undid his tie with an irritated expression as if it had personally offended him. "What's up?" He asked nonchalantly when he noticed the look on my face. I guessed he expected me to welcome him with open arms and a bright smile despite the turmoil raging inside me. Oh, how wrong he was! "We need to talk, Karl. I can't turn a blind eye to what you did to me, and even though I loved you very much, I can't continue to live with you. What you did is inexcusable and cannot be forgiven. Let's get a divorce and put this whole thing behind us.” His face was painted with a sarcastic smile as he listened to what I had to say. "Divorce? Forget about it because it won't even come close to happening in the next five
I got out of bed slowly the following morning. No one jolted me awake this time, but the rumbling of my stomach was loud enough to shake the graves of the recently deceased. I rolled over groggily and instinctively reached out across the sheets, expecting to find Karl's solid warmth lying next to me. However, my questing hand met only cool, crumpled fabric. His side of the bed was empty, with a lingering trace of his cologne being the only evidence he had been there at all. I let out a long, resigned sigh. Of course, he was already up and about. The man seemed to run on a perpetually efficient internal clock, rising with the sun no matter how late we had been up carrying on our activities the night before. My rebellious stomach let out another insistent growl. So much for trying to catch a few more winks of sleep! I finally surrendered to the demands of my hunger and threw off the cozy warmth of the downy duvet, exposing my bare legs to the cool morning air. I padded across t
"Oh god...Karl, please..." I heard myself moan, my voice thick and breathy.I wasn't even sure if I was pleading for him to stop or to never stop.My hips rolled in a sensual undulation, silently begging for more delicious friction.Karl simply grinned at me, his eyes glittering with dark, feral intensity. He looked like a male model - ruggedly handsome and confident. He was utterly at ease with his own sexuality. The man was pure carnal sin given form."You're so responsive to my touch," he purred in a low, gravelly timbre that made me shudder. "So soft...so needy..."To emphasize his words, he curled two fingers up into my molten core, crooking them firmly against that electrified bundle of nerves.Hot sparks of pleasure detonated behind my tightly clenched eyelids as I threw my head back with a keening cry."Does this still hurt, baby?" Karl asked, his voice a wicked purr against the heated flesh of my neck. "Or does it feel good?""I...oh god...I hate you," I managed to grit out t
The next few weeks passed by in the same dreadful pattern - Karl leaving early each morning for work and not returning until well into the night, while I spent endless vacant days alone, cooped up inside binge-watching TV shows and chatting with loved ones to fend off the creeping loneliness and despair."Lavinia...I think I'm in love," Rosie's dreamy, wistful voice made me gape in shock through the phone line.Rosie had been my closest friend since childhood, and her falling in love with someone was essentially a modern miracle, given her track record of rapidly cycling through flings and casual boyfriends."What?!" I yelped, unable to stifle my knee-jerk response. This was precisely why I often hesitated before answering Rosie's calls - never knowing what shocking revelation might tumble out next."Yeah...I really think I am, Lavi. Oh god, it's such a weird, intense feeling but so wonderfully giddy and intoxicating too," she gushed unabashedly. "Every time I see him, I get these int
"Oh, come on, fill me in on everything right away. Who exactly is this man? Where were you when you first met him? When exactly did you realize he was the one for you? I am interested in every detail!""Well, well, would you mind slowing down a little bit, all right? The fact that his name is Richard Shoppers is the most important thing to know about him. I first met him at your wedding, where we were both honored to be guests. We exchanged numbers and we started talking. We do not get to see each other very often since he does not reside in Heartland but in Yorkshire. Therefore, all we do is talk.”I centered my attention on what she said, "Richard Shoppers.""Did you say Richard Shoppers? You met him at my wedding. He lives in Yorkshire! Is what I thought I heard true?" I was completely taken aback by her response.She gave a nod. "Yeah, exactly. Why is there a problem?"A small smile graced my face when I spotted a familiar figure come in. “Hello, Mr. Will. We missed you," I said j