Chapter 2: Gone wrong

The sun's rays hit my face, waking me up. As I covered my face with my arm, something hard hit my flat stomach, causing me to finally wake up. I opened my eyes to look at this thing but I was shocked to see it was an arm. I quickly got up and walked away from the person behind me. The man behind me was the man last night. The man who almost raped me.

"Why did you get up? It's still early, Susana. I want to sleep." He whispered and fell asleep again.

I checked my whole body and I wanted to cry because I was wearing different clothes. There is also no pain in my body except for my femininity. Taking my time, I walked towards the closed door, but when I tried to unlock its lock, it wouldn't let me.

As I returned to the man, I searched for the door key. I saw the key on top of the drawer near him. I held my breath when I took it. I quickly walked to the door again and as soon as it opened, I immediately got out and ran away from that monster's room. There are three doors in front of me and I don't know which one is the right way. I chose the first door and was greeted by a bar where there were many dancing naked girls. I dared to enter here because I knew there was a way out.

It was a big mistake that I entered here because an old man blocked me. Also, they appeared drunk and full of desire in his eyes while looking at me.

He said disgusting things to me like, "Hello, pretty girl. How much are you and I'll pay just to taste your delicious body?"

I pulled back when he tried to touch me. But the old man insisted, so he came even closer. He also looked at me from head to toe before licking his lips. I wanted to vomit because of his disgusting appearance.

"Get out of my way." There was a threat in my voice.

The old man didn't move because he suddenly patted my butt. So I was so surprised that I slapped him very hard.

"Did you slap me? You flirt! You have no right to hurt me because I'm a customer here!" He yelled at me angrily.

Because of my fear of this old man, I passed him. But I hadn't gotten far before he pulled my hair. I screamed in pain and shock.

"You will pay for what you did to me, bitch! I'll make sure you can't walk away from what I'm planning to do to you."

He quickly pulled me into a room and simply pushed me onto the top of the bed. My tears started to flow because of what was happening. I regret that I even left that man's room. I watched the old man slowly undress in front of me. I couldn't look at him because I felt sick.

He was about to try to approach me when I quickly took the flower vase from my side and hit it hard on his head.

"Ahhh! You bitch!" He shouted.

Despite my attempts to run to the door, he grabbed my hair and slapped me hard. I fell at his slap. I also tasted blood on my wounded lips. I was also dizzy and couldn't resist when he started pulling my clothes.

"Don't! Get away from me! Please!" I shouted as I stopped him from doing what he wanted.

Because of my resistance, he punched me in the stomach. I closed my eyes because of the pain. Until he finally took off all my clothes. His disgusting tongue was at my feet, as he moved toward my legs.

"Help! Help me! Ria! Ria! Help!"

"Don't waste your energy because no one will help you. I am one of the VIP customers here and I am the partner of the owner of this bar. I hope you enjoy what I'm planning to do to you because I'll bring you to hell."

He opened both my thighs. He looked at my w*manhood like a wild animal.

"Wow! Your p*ssy is gorgeous. Good thing I saw you first!" There was joy in his voice.

All I could do was cry and never stop shouting for help. A disgusting tongue slipped onto my w*manhood. I tried to push him but I felt another punch in the stomach.

No!

Don't!

Stop!

"As I expected, you taste delicious. Oh! I can't wait to destroy this one."

The old man positioned himself between my legs. I cried even more because there seemed to be no one to help me. In response to his disgusting pet, I simply closed my eyes. But a miracle happened. The door broke over my head and even though I couldn't see who had entered, I felt safe.

"Who told you that you could touch what belongs to me?" That familiar voice rang out.

I couldn't move my body but I felt that the old man was no longer on top of me. I also felt soft fabric covering my naked body. That man also carried me in bridal style. When I finally looked into his grey eyes, I cried even more. I pressed my tearful face into his neck and held him tighter.

"You touched the wrong girl, Thomas! You tasted my woman and I can't forgive you!" When he threatened him, I could feel his anger because of his shaking body.

"Are you crazy, Deogracia? I'm your customer here! It's only natural that I try the girls I like! Bring that girl back to me because I haven't finished punishing her yet—" He didn't finish what he was attempting to say when the man pulled out a gun and shot him in the thigh.

The old man let out a deafening scream while holding his bloody thigh.

"What did he do to you?" He asked me coldly.

I stared at him for a moment before bowing. I don't want to remember what that old man did to me.

"Susana." There was a threat in his voice when he called me.

The fear of him made me swallow before I followed his gaze.

"He slapped me," I complained in pain.

He looked down at my lips and frowned as if he was angry.

"Did he kiss you?" I was surprised by his sudden question.

I shook my head in response.

"What else did he do to you?"

"He punched me in the stomach and... And..." I couldn't continue to say because of what he did to my w*manhood.

"Tell me!" He yelled at me.

"Deogracia! Spare me! I didn't mean what I did to your woman! She seduced me!" said the old man and he is now kneeling in front of us.

"Susana, I'm asking you: What else did he do to your body?"

I sobbed before clinging tightly to his bare chest. "He licked me on my private part," I confessed.

He growled in anger and looked sternly at the old man in front of us before pointing the gun. He shot him in both arms and thighs. The old man just screamed while being held by his own body.

"F*ck you! I will kill you! Torture you! and burn you alive!"

Luke entered where we were and stared blankly at me. I avoided looking at him because I felt scared.

"That f*ckard will be taken to the dungeon and I'll take care of that."

Luke nodded and pulled the poor old man by his hair. Everyone looked at us but he grabbed my head and pressed it closer to his chest. He walked away from that place and I didn't know where he was trying to take me. All I want at this time is to get away. He took me to an elegant room but I thought he wanted to put me down on the bed, so he led me straight to the bathroom. He lowered me into the tub, turned on the faucet, and let me soak. I huddled myself in the corner of the bathtub because even if this man didn't say it, I knew he was angry. I was surprised when he suddenly undressed in front of me. I was shaking with fear again.

Will he punish me? Will he do the same thing that the old man did to me?

"Don't look at me like that, I won't feel sorry for you." He said coldly.

I bowed down because of what he said and cried. I couldn't help but have him join me in the big bathtub. He pulled me back to him and suddenly hugged my body from behind. I was surprised by what he did, especially when he pressed his face into my neck. He smelled my neck repeatedly over and over again.

"I thought I was late." He whispered.

"F*ck! I'm mad, do you know that? Because I haven't tasted you yet, but that garbage has— d*mn!"

I paid attention to him. I don't even know what to say because I don't even know him.

He took the shampoo from our side and put it on my head. He gently rubbed my head, which made my cheeks red. He followed with body soap and he also washed my body. I stopped him but he was just glaring at me.

I breathed a sigh of relief when he finished cleaning my body. Somehow I lost my hatred for my body. As he carried me, he kept walking until we reached the bed. He pushed me to the bed and forced me to lie down. Fear struck me again when he separated my thigh.

"N-No please..." I begged.

"I will remove that old man's saliva from this. Because this part is mine!" He shouted.

I gasped when I felt his lips on my femininity.

Licking.

Lapping.

Slurping.

"Aaah! s-stop!" I ordered him.

I can't think straight anymore. All I think about is the taste he brings to my private parts.

But everything stopped when we heard a small and cute voice.

"Daddy?"