Renata was standing shivering before Michelangelo. He was staring at her from head to toe. He had seen her naked so many times but every time she appeared naked, she would take his breath away. He knew his brother and so many men had touched her, yet he wanted to make her his. Her naked body was supposed to be his and no one else’s.
She wanted to cover her body as she felt dirty with how Michelangelo was staring at her. She tried moving her hands to cover her breasts and her femaleness, but she knew she was not ordered to do that. She had to do whatever her master asked her to.
“Sit on the couch with your legs up the armrests,” he commanded.
“Wh… at?” she stammered.
“You heard me. Sit… with… your… legs up. I need to see your pink pussy dripping,” he enunciated.
“Ye…s, yes, Master,” she gulped. She turned around and went to sit on the couch. Her instincts were t
An intense session of sex left Renata tired. She didn’t even have the energy to get up and move to her room. Her stomach and chest were moving up and down as she kept breathing heavily. She knew she must get up and clean herself, but her body refused to move.Michelangelo left her naked on his bed, wore his clothes and went out. Renata had no clue what happened after that. When she woke up, she was fully dressed and tucked in her bed. She was warm and cosy in the morning, but her body was still aching after the sex session.She couldn’t imagine who dressed her up and brought her to her room. Who saw her naked and touched her naked body while dressing her up. What was happening in her life? She never thought about sex that often but after Michelangelo came into her life, she became a sex slave.Now she would have to stand naked in his bedroom every night and let him have his way with her. What she hated was him being rough with her. She wanted to run
It was now a routine for Renata to get tortured. Michelangelo would get angry at small things and force her to strip. It didn’t matter where they were, which room they were in, who was present there, him being the master he ordered, and Renata obeyed. He kept dangling the stick of punishing her friends over her head.“I have called my friends for dinner and drinks. Be sure to make everything on time,” said Michelangelo.“Yes, Master!” replied Renata.“If you make no mistakes, you will be allowed to go to your office from Monday. I will also give you a phone but you must never contact your friends. Is that clear?” asked Michelangelo.“Yes, Master!” said Renata. She was happy but she must not show her emotions. She could only show how honoured she was after getting permission from her master.She spent all evening preparing treats for guests. No one was allowed to help her, not in cleaning nor in
The eerie silence crept all over the room. One gun shot and a loud scream after, everything quieted down. Men who were eating, froze, men who were laughing, froze, men who were glad to see Renata being tortured, froze. They could not believe that Michelangelo killed his own friend, that too for an Odal.“Throw them out,” suddenly Michelangelo’s voice resonated all through the house. He placed his gun back in his holder and dropped won to tend to Renata. She was lying on the floor, lifeless, her cheeks were wet with her tears.“Ren! Ren! Wake up, please!” he pleaded. He softly patted her cheeks that was soiled with tears and blood, but she didn’t respond. He shook her shoulder, but her lights were completely out.“Gentlemen! Let’s go,” said Severino and started shoving every man out of the house. One by one every man stood up and almost ran out of the house. Now no one was safe from Michelangelo’s wrath.
The gloomy morning, he started with a sigh. Michelangelo stared at the roof and kept lying down on his bed. Last night, he gave a shock to Renata. He wanted to punish her not scar her soul for life. He saw how afraid she was, how loud her scream was and then she fainted. Was she alright? Was she still curled up in her bed?Michelangelo closed his eyes and exhaled loudly. What was he doing with Renata? Why was he punishing her and not his brother? He just hit him once and forgot about him but with Renata he was torturing her every day, forcing her to have sex with him. On top of that, he was killing now. Killing people in front of her.Why his go-to move was to shoot people in the head? He never did that. Why he can’t look at anyone else touching Renata? He remembered how his heart ached when she pleaded with him with save her from his friend. Why do people think slaves are for everyone to use? She was her slave, not his friend’s.He could not believe
“What?” Severino was taken aback. He thought he was calling the doctor to help Renata, but everything was taking a different turn. “She is here to help, Michel! You said I could call anyone.”“I didn’t say I would allow the doctor to leave,” said Michelangelo making Sameeksha groan in pain.“Kill me. I don’t care. All I care about is if she is alright. I know you care about her too. Let’s see if she likes you or loves you after you kill me,” snapped Sameeksha.“I don’t want her to love me or like me. I want her to obey me and what she is doing. She is mine now, my slave, my Odal,” replied Michelangelo.“Let’s see how much she obeys you after you kill her friend, and her family,” chided Sameeksha.Michelangelo scoffed and smiled at Sameeksha, “even if you are gone, there are three more friends, her family. That will keep her in line. I know wh
“How is she? Is she alright?” the girls shouted the moment Sameeksha entered the house. “What happened to her? Why did he call you? Are you alright?”Sameeksha said nothing and went to sit on the couch. She closed her eyes and a tear dropped from her eyes.“Sam! Say something!” said Hazel.“She had to endure a lot. She was burning with fever when I went there,” replied Sameeksha.“What??” shouted everyone. “But she never gets sick. She is strong,” said Valentina.“He killed again, in front of her. Once she took the shock but again it was impossible for her to do that,” said Sameeksha.“Why would he do that? Is he a moron?” asked Ambrosia.“He didn’t tell me the details. He was ready to kill me too,” said Sameeksha.“Excuse me!” all the girls shouted at once.“I don’t know what happened
“Call all the servants back,” ordered Michelangelo. “Michel?” Severino wanted to double-check what he just heard. “Call them back. She needs her rest. Tell everyone to take great care of her. She will do nothing from now on, just rest. Make sure everyone obeys her order,” said Michelangelo. Severino happily ran outside to phone the servants. At least now Renata would get rest and no torture. Also, the house needed some deep cleaning due to all the blood that spilt after killing. The medicine did its wonders and Renata regained her consciousness. Severino was there to greet her. “Are you okay?” asked Severino. “Um…” she sniffled. “he… he killed… again.” “I know and I am sorry that you had to see that,” said Severino. “Why, Sev, why? Why is he doing this to me? What is my fault? What did I do that he is punishing me? Making me wear such clothes and make me parade before everyone,” she broke down and tears started streaming down her face. Severino kneeled beside her bed and took
Michelangelo wanted to go near Renata. He wanted to take care of her. He wanted to say sorry to her but his anger, his guilt were not letting him do anything.Severino was the only one he trusted with her. Severino would give her food, her drink, feed her medicine and take care of her. Michelangelo could only stare at her from outside.He wanted to go in but she would always flinch and try to increase the distance when she would see him. He could see the fear in her eyes. He didn’t want to give her another shock so kept his distance. To give her free reigns, he started going out to his office. In the meantime, Renata would roam the house without any fear.One day she was having her lunch at the dining table when Michelangelo came home. He thought she might be done with her food and would be resting but he was wrong. She was at the table and the cook was feeding her salad and a light meal.The moment she saw Michelangelo she stopped eating. Her hands froze. Spoon froze in its path from