HURACIO“Do not touch anything. I am on my way." I grunted into the phone after seeing the clips of what Katalina reduced my house to. Two hours later, I was standing in the middle of the kitchen, unable to comprehend the devastation surrounding me. Everything was broken, toppled, and trashed. “Whose blood…”"I think she hurt her legs," Rosa replied. My heart tightened at her words. "Get me the first aid box," I grumbled and hurried upstairs. Opening the door, I met her sprawled on the ground, sleeping. She was wearing a bathrobe which covered everything. I reached out to lift the hems so I could check her wounds. They were covered in scratches of different degrees. There were small patches of dried blood near her feet, and her white robe was also stained.Sighing, I made to scoop her off the floor, thinking she was deeply asleep considering how tired she looked. Instantly, she jerked out of her sleep and glared at me. Her eyes were red and wild. “Kitty…” "You son of a bitch!
Chapter 54: AneHURACIO. Beep, beep. My phone vibrated, indicating an incoming message. It was from Malik. Ane had been taken to the pit. Sighing, I stood up and headed for the underground torture chamber. Getting there, I found her tied up in a chair. She looked as scared as hell.I stood outside the window, watching her. She had her head bowed, with her hair covering her face. She was crying silently. The past week has been very tedious. The situation in Africa is at a boiling point. Adore Ridges survived the attack in Nigeria, and his counteraction has set off a domino effect that has forced Salvatore to travel to Africa while I am left to handle everything on this end. Therefore, running back home to find Katalina throwing a stupid tantrum was very upsetting. Except, I wasn't even mad at her. I was mad at this girl. If she didn't seek Katalina out, everything that happened wouldn't have happened. It was her fault. As I stepped into my designated torture chamber, her head sn
KatalinaI woke up cold. Remembering where I was, I couldn't help but fall into despair. I tried to coil up and generate some warmth, but my legs were stiff from being squeezed together all night. The worst part of this was my full bladder. It was pressing down so hard, urging me to let go, but I dared not. As a dog, there are rules to be followed. I can only eat when my master gives me food. I can only sleep in my dog cage and move on all fours. I must always have my collar and dog mask on.I am not allowed to speak human language without permission. I have learned dog languages like barking, whimpering, whining, and panting. I must always pant with my tongue hanging out in the presence of my master. I must take permission to pee or go to the toilet. In fact, Huracio intentionally made me drink a large bowl of water the previous night, so as to use a full bladder to punish me in the morning. As a dog, I have no sense of self. I belong to my master and my only purpose is to p
HURACIO The trip to my office was silent as Katalina was catching up on her sleep. Getting there, I led her by the leash into my private elevator. I made sure we arrived early to avoid the staff and the humiliation of getting stared at like a freak. Though nobody can Identify her due to the mask, I would rather spare her the trauma. When we got to my office, I ordered her into the cage in my resting room, then went back to my desk without feeding her. Around 10 am, Malik arrived with Ane. She was wearing a pink dog-jumpsuit costume, and led by the leash. Unlike Katalina, she enjoys being a spectacle and would seize the chance to shine if the situation wasn't dire. “Boss, she is here.” Malik pulled her in. “Woof, woof, woof.” The moment she saw me, she started jumping around, barking, and whimpering. She rolled around, wagging her tail. Unlike Katalina who was still practicing her barks, Ane's barks were sensual and fragile. It makes you want to pick her up and rub her like a r
KATALINA For six days, the punishment continued. Each day, Huracio would make me drink a bowl of water before bed, fuck me senseless in the morning, then take me to his office where he would feed me during lunch. After that, he would make me feed that slut. I found out her name was Ane. I can't describe how painful his betrayal was. I continuously reminded myself that I was a pet and had no rights, but my heart grew heavier and tighter since I first saw Ane arrive at the office. Here I was, struggling to stop myself from falling in love with him while he saw me as nothing but a part of his sex toy collections. The most annoying thing was how he was so casual about it. As if it was normal, and I shouldn't feel bad. Though he was attentive to me and did his best to show that I was his favorite, knowing that I had to share him with some other women dampened my spirit. Yet, I had to pretend that I was welcoming to the other pet. Otherwise, this punishment window might never close. On
Katalina The first two days after such punishment are always awkward and slow. My knees, having gotten used to crawling, were taut and achy when I finally stood on my two legs. The change in eye levels also made me feel disoriented for some minutes before I adjusted to being able to see the sky without throwing my head backward. The most embarrassing of it all is the spontaneous instinct to bark when Huracio does something that could be an order to a dog. Like this evening, he returned and joined me in the kitchen, where I was preparing dinner. The moment he called my pet name; Kitty, my reaction was to bark. Fortunately, I caught myself on time and stopped. He chuckled, came over, and smacked my butt. “Do it." He smirked teasingly. “Woof, woof!" I responded, then turned away with a snort. “Have your things ready. We are moving in the morning." He muttered into my ear, then grabbed my earlobe and bit it. I whimpered like a dog, then bit down on my lip, making him chuckle more.
Katalina“Mum, what are you doing here?" I blurted out in panic. “Follow me." She started dragging me down the long lecture room corridor. At the other end, she turned into another passage that led to the restrooms. Being a weekend and with no lectures going on, the building was almost empty. By the time we got to this place, it was just the two of us. My brain just shot down, making me too shocked to protest. She dragged me to the very end of the restroom area and then entered one of them. “Mum, what is going on? Where have you been?" I asked the moment she dropped my hand. “I was right. You are fine. I knew he wouldn't do anything to you." She gave me a scrutinizing look and nodded to herself. She knew he wouldn't do anything to me. What the hell is she talking about about? My mind yelled. The implied meaning of her words made my head swell, but I repressed it because it would be too absurd to even think that she did it on purpose. “Mum, what is going on? Where have you been
KATALINA. She didn't. When I woke up, it was evening and I was in bed. Huracio had rushed back home to take care of me. The moment I opened my eyes, I saw the worry in his eyes. But all I could do was avert my gaze as guilt crushed me. “You are finally awake." He sighed with relief. “What happened?" I asked, feigning ignorance. “You can't remember? You fainted inside the school today." “Oh, that's true. Where is Emilia? Did she come with us?" "No. She didn't. How do you feel now?" He placed the back of his hand on my forehead. "I feel rested. Did Doctor Gerald come? What did he say?” "He said you are under a lot of stress. Why are you stressed, Kitty? Are you still jealous of Ane?” He gave me a deep look that made me break into a cold sweat. If he should go on with that assumption, he might lock me up in a cage again. "No, no, no. I am not stressed. I am not jealous. Doctor Gerald must be mistaken.” I hurriedly tried to clarify things. He raised his brows at me, his eyes
HuracioI yanked her pants down and buried my head between her legs. Inhaling her fresh scent, I couldn't help but sigh. Nothing changed. She was still as intoxicating as ever. She was wet and her thong was soaked. Resenting the piece of lace standing between my tongue and her juice, I rubbed her hard and protruding clitorise. “Aaaah,” She grabbed my hair and jerked her waist up. Yes. This is how I remembered her, how I always wanted her. Slutty and wantonly demanding my touch.“Wueueue, mummmmmy, I want my mummy!” A child’s cry pierced the air, breaking the spell, and bringing us back to our senses. “David!” She gasped and tried to get out of my hand. “No!” instantly filled with resentment and rage, I pushed her back into the bed and trapped her with my body. “Huracio, that's David. He needs me.” “No. I need you. It's my turn!”With eyes filled with confusion and worry, she glared at me. “Huracio, let me go.” “No.” I hurriedly unbuckled my jeans and slid into her pussy. “Ar
Katalina.“Sleep deeper, ten times deeper, twenty times deeper. At the count of five, I will snap my fingers, and you will wake up.” Huracio’s calm and clear voice continued to speak while my heart raced in anticipation for what was about to happen. He counted to five and snapped his fingers. The girls immediately opened their eyes. The men behind them slipped their hands around them and started playing with their bodies. From their nipples to their necks. They buried their noses in the girls’ necks, kissing and biting. Their huge hands didn't go gentle on the breasts, and the girls couldn't stay still or quiet. They were acting drunk and lewd. They really thought it was Huracio that was touching them. They were wimpy, and wiggling, with his name on their lips. He buried his nose in my hair and sniffed me like a dog in heat. “What do you think?” he whispered close to my ear. Watching them like that was quite arousing. I could feel his arousal pushing against my back, and I was tem
Katalina After consoling me, I asked him what he did to them, and he told me it was called hypnosis. He had been hypnotizing them for a week now. Once they gave him the permission to do it the first time, he gained access to their subconscious and could hypnosis them at any time. “As long as what I ask them to do is what they want, they will do it.” He said with a smug face. “So, what do they want now?” Though I knew exactly what they wanted, I still couldn't stop myself from asking. “What else?” He scoffed cockily. “They want me. Are you jealous?” He ruffled my hair when my eyes darkened in anger at his words. His actions reminded me of Dad, and my emotions suddenly got more complicated. “Wake up!” Huracio snapped his fingers. Miss Kim and Grace slowly opened their eyes. They looked relaxed and refreshed. Like someone who just woke up from a deep, long sleep. Grace stretched and grunted, while Miss Kim just sat up and adju
Katalina “Give me your hand.” He said to Miss Kim in a soft, yet authoritative voice. Acting coquettishly, she slowly placed her hand on his outstretched palm. Huracio closed his palm around her hand, and suddenly jerked it. “Sleep!” He ordered. To my shock, she instantly slumped against him. Her eyes were closed and her body was soft. “Oh my gawd! Huracio, what did you do to her?” I snapped in shock and fear. Ignoring me, he scooped her into his arms and carried her over to the biggest couch in the room. After that, he turned to Grace. “Come here.” He said to her, “Yes, Master.” She whimpered, then started crawling towards him. “Huracio, what is going on?” I asked again, really scared now. What sort of trick could turn people into zombies? The thought that he could do that to me started a storm in my mind. “I just put her under my spell.” He shrugged, looking all smug and p
KatalinaMiss Kim suddenly walked forward and raised her hand to slap me. I had enough time to stop it, but why should I? Huracio was their guest and I wanted to see how she would explain it to him. If his feelings for me were still the same, she would be in for some serious trouble. Wouldn't she?“Pah!”Despite how tiny she looked, her slap carried some serious weight. The moment it hit me, my neck involuntarily swung to the side, and my ears started buzzing. Dazed, I took several steps back, holding my cheek. I could literally feel it throbbing like heartbeats, and the pain spread to every part of my face. Fuck. If I knew it would be that painful, I would have stopped it. It's not like Huracio would let me go even though he didn't love me anymore. Just as I was trying to shake off the dizziness that suddenly assailed me, Grace rushed over, trying to follow up with another slap. Just then, the front door opened. Distracted, h
KatalinaIt was a very long night. I have never felt so stifled in my life.Emilia and I spent half of the night sitting in silence. What should we do? It wasn't that we didn't know what to do, but we had no idea how to go about it. Just when dawn arrived, I turned to her. “You should leave.”“What about you?’ “Me?” I chuckled derisively. “I know I can't escape him. But I will feel better if you do.” “He said he wouldn't hurt me.” Emilia reminded me. “I am not scared of him.” I replied with a forlorn face. Huracio keeps his word. So When he said he wouldn't do anything that would hurt me, I believed him. “Salvatore.” Emilia whispered that dreadful name. “He was the one who ordered Dad's death. Dad did nothing, yet he had him killed. What do you think he will do to you once he finds out that I dared to return?” I gave her a level look, hoping she would understand why she had to leave. “...”“We are in America. I still have time…* “You think so?” I wanted to believe her but my i
Katalina“Kata, I am worried. It's been more than a week.”“I know.”Emilia sat beside me as I watched David run around in the flower garden we found behind the house where Hoseok left us more than ten days ago.Since then, he hasn't come back. Two days after he left, he simply told me on the phone that we should sit tight and wait for him. I thought he was trying to arrange Emilia's travels, but after that phone call, his numbers became unavailable, and his absence became like a heavy hill, placed on my chest. I couldn't stop thinking that something terrible would happen soon. Luckily, Emilia was able to inform her father about the situation we were in, and the man promised to take care of their family. They talked every day, and up till now, everything seemed fine on that side. “What can possibly be going on with Hoseok?”“What if we go back and check?” “But he asked us to wait.”“He needs his family's approval. What if he doesn't get it? Wha
Huracio It's midnight, but Houston never sleeps. The night is cold and the breeze is biting as autumn is just around the corner. Standing in front of the hotel’s balcony, gazing at the city lights. The sounds of cars consistently breaking into my thoughts, — I closed my eyes and let my spirit fly. In five years, this is the first time I am in tune with everything around me. I can feel the ambiance and see the details. I feel alive. A few hours ago, Stone returned with a report. Katalina is staying offshore on a relatively safe island, and Emilia is preparing to move to Poland. “We can't let her leave. As long as she is here, Katalina will not be too stubborn.” I told him. “Boss, do we really have to go this far?” Stone finally asked the question I knew was eating him up since I activated RedNote. “What do you think I should do, Stone?” I gave him an enquiring look. “...” Not knowing what to say, he brought out another file and h
Katalina“You have to help me!” I grabbed Hoseok's hand once Huracio got into his car. To my exasperation, Hoseok just shrugged casually. “He can't do anything to you as long as I am here.” This over pampered man had no idea what he was messing with, but he was all I had. I must somehow make him getting moving.“No, Hoseok. You don't understand. Huracio can do and undo. He will find a way. Please, help me.” “Let's go back and talk about this. But first, are you Catherine, or Katalina?” He sneered, his gaze filled with suspicion. Knowing I had no choice but to come clean, I ran my hands through my hair in despair. “It's a long story.” “Kata, what will happen now?” Emilia stepped forward. She was pale and scared. “I don't know. I honestly don't know.” Back in the apartment, I told Hoseok a watered down version of what really happened, and lied about why I needed to escape. “He is that kind of man?” He gasped when I told him that Hur