THE NIGHT WITH THE MASTER

"Strip!" His voice was hard and authoritative that Imogen shook.

"Strip!" she trembled in fear. She was just ordered to strip and she knew that she might lose her head if she doesn't follow his order.

However, she didn't think she could obey his order, going entirely naked in front of her brutal master. She wasn't prepared for that.

Simon looked at her with nothing but hatred and lust. The hatred was not for her only, but all "Women". His slaves are just the unfortunate ones who get to feel his wrath and hatred for women.

He will never forget that day, the terrible mistake he made because of a woman. That made him lose the people he cherished the most, he will never forget and he will never forgive.

His gaze fell on Imogen, he could sense her fear and reluctance. It despised him and also excited him at the same time, of course, the fear kept him entertained but surprisingly he found her reluctance entertaining too. 

Was it because of her beauty? She was indeed a beautiful young woman, he could tell how young and innocent she is. Was that what attracted him to her? 

Normally, he could have called for his favourite slave Isabella. Among the slaves, she is the only one capable of satisfying him and letting him use her body without hesitation nor resistance but seeing Imogen earlier tonight, he just couldn't get his mind off her, her pretty, seductive face, and her endowed adult body.

But he wasn't sure if what the feeling is, either way, he doesn't like it.

" Stop, I will take it off myself," He said and stood to his feet. Imogen gasped surprised by his actions, she became increasingly scared hearing the sounds of his footsteps coming towards her.

She bowed her head, stricken with fear, her mind betrayed her.

She thought she was prepared for this but now she knew better, she was panicked, her legs shook as he came closer. She just wants to be out of this place, she wanted to escape, run as fast as her legs could carry her.

However, that will only result in her death, and of many, Poppy and Aria. But her mind kept betraying her, it kept screaming "Run!"

The only thing she thought of was to run, just as she tries to move further away from Simon, he grabbed her waist and pulled her closer to him.

Imogen stood still startled, he moves closer to her and whispered.

"You are my slave, you belong to me," He said fiercely. Imogen shivered due to his touch, before she knew it, her white dress has already fallen to the ground, with his other hand on her tits.

That moment she knew it, she couldn't escape from him.

She belongs to him.

******

Aria stood in front of the master quarters with her hands clamped, praying, hoping that Imogen comes out any moment.

She was in her undergarment, not caring about the cold breeze of the night. All her worries were on Imogen, she knew how vicious the master could be.

He would use you till he was satisfied, not minding if you are ok or not. And she didn't want that for Imogen, it's odd how she developed an affection for a girl that came two days ago, but somehow she reminds her of her bitter past.

Wherein she was sold from her previous master to her present master. She assumed she was evacuating misery for a better place but she ended up in a place more fearsome than at her previous master's.

Aria was lost in thought that she had no idea she was being silently observed by the head guard Carter. He smiled brightly at the view in front of him, it was so beautiful he didn't want to stop watching her.

However, it was forbidden for him to look at her this way. For she belongs to his lord, the only slave he cares for.

"What are you doing here, on this cold night?" Carter queried as he walked to her.

Scared Aria turned to the person and a smile appeared on her lips when she saw him.

The head guard Carter is the only person who treats her like a person instead of a sex slave.

"Good evening, my lord" 

"Evening" Carter replied, "Is everything alright? You have been standing here for a while?" He questioned and the smile on Aria's face vanished immediately.

"It is ok, my lord," She said but the sadness was too visible in her voice.

"Is it because of the slave in the lord's room, is she a friend of yours?" Carter demanded, Aria looked at him and nod in response.

"I am really worried for her, she is still young and too pure to be here. Today is her first time, I fear that master Simon might not understand and use her as he, please. That is the life of a sex slave but I do hope he will be gentle on her" Aria let out her worries, expressing her sadness for Imogen.

Carter moved closer to her, removed his coat and put it on her. "You should worry more about yourself, you might catch a cold waiting for your friend" 

"The last thing I want is you sick," He said out of concern. Aria giggled as her cheeks turned bright red, happiness warming her heart.

She had forgotten about her worries for Imogen.

His lips curled up in contentment, seeing her so happy.

The one slave he cares about. He has always been a faithful guard, he began the journey of being Simon's guard when he was thirteen. So among the people in Simon's life, he is the closest and the most trusted person to lord Simon.

He has never betrayed his lord nor has he disobeyed him. But could his weird desire toward his lord's slave be acknowledged as a betrayal?

He yearns for an answer, to know if he is truly a faithful servant as everyone claimed, or has he been betraying his master all this while?

*******

She closed her eyes tightly, hoping this night would pass quickly and she would be out of here by the morning, then do everything she can to make sure she's not seen by the master again. Imogen whimpered when her master sucked on her breast firmly, but not hard enough to cause pain.

He was fondling every part of her body, claiming it, it was so awkward and new to her. No one has ever touched her like this, and she was conflicted about this new experience.

His fondling of her body became increasingly uncomfortable, she groaned and move a bit away from him.

He gave her a questioning look.

"I can't do this," She said slowly and not that loud. Lord Simon chuckled hearing her, this is the first time a slave will deny him and stand up to him.

"Interesting," He thought with a smirk. "You can't do this" He walked toward his bed and sat on it.

"Then are you ready to die, since you can't satisfy your master then you are asking for death... But it won't end with only your death, the head slave and the other slaves will be also be killed for not training you on how to satisfy your master" He threatened and placed his palm below his cheeks anticipating her reply.

Imogen folds her hands trying to suppress her anger and hatred. 

The master is a monster who doesn't care about anyone, if she rejects him then both Poppy and Aria will be in danger. They have been so kind to her since she arrived, she can't hurt them.

She bites her lower lips and bows her head. "I am sorry, master. What I meant is that, I should be the one satisfying you not the other way. If you allow me, then I will do my best to please you" Imogen said, tears prickling her eyes as she uttered those words.

"Is that so? Then show me your best" Simon smirked. "Take care of my d*ck, if you can then I will be kind to ignore your arrogance just now" He ordered while Imogen grunted but make sure it wasn't that loud to put her in trouble.

"If that is what you want, then I will gladly obey your order master" She faked a smile and moved closer to him on the bed. She can do this, her former mistress has taught her what is needed when with a man. She just has to go along with everything, then everything will be alright.

She kneel in front of him and removed his robe, she was frightened to no limit when she saw his c*ck.

Simon chuckled seeing how startled she is, he raised her jaws and make her look at him.

"Are you scared, do you feel like running away?"He asked.

Imogen gathered her strength and answer "No, I am just doing what is expected of me" She said looking deep into his blue ocean eyes.

It looks so beautiful, but yet screams pain. She has never seen something so beautiful but yet terrifying.

"I am glad you know that, but you aren't giving me a good impression. You should live up to your words, get to action" 

He stated bringing back her attention, she nods and he released her jaw, he rest his hands on the bed, giving Imogen a challenging look.

She held back for a bit, then remembered her former mistress Samantha words.

A s3x slave is expected to do anything, anything to satisfy her master. And that is what she is, she is a s3x slave and he is her master.

She brought her mouth closer to his c*ck, licking the tip of his c*ck.

"Mmm" A loud moan escaped from Simon but yet he still had a strict look on.

She took his huge d*ck into her mouth, stroking it as she sucks on it as fast as she could to put him in great ecstasy soon.

She started stroking his c*ck as she sucks his ball sack.

Simon groaned as she continues, maybe she wasn't joking after all. He doesn't want her to stop, he is so close.

She started deep throating him so as to bring him closer to climax. 

She taste his pre cum in her mouth, and she is sure he will soon release so she put a stop to it.

"Why did you stop?" Simon asked in annoyance.

"Can you promise me, master?"

"Promise you what?" His face speaks of anger and rage, the only thing stopping him from having drag her out and beheading her is because of how good she makes him feel and also because of her captivating beauty.

"You will not harm me or the other slave, your brutality travels round the whole kingdom, am scared that you might go back on your words," Imogen said as she bowed her head in fear.

"Are you striking a deal with me?" He chuckled in excitement, she is the first woman to ever try that with him.

She is quite an interesting girl, He thought to himself.

"I dare not, master. I am just a girl struggling to survive" She uttered trying to hide her uneasiness.

Lord Simon scoffed, he pulled her on the bed with him on top of her.

Imogen's heart skipped a beat with him on top of her, her body shakes in fear.

What is he going to do with her?

"Should I give you a tip on how to make a deal..." He whispered to her ears.

"What?" She said surprised, that was the least of the things she expected him to say.

"You should look at them in the eyes with no fear but confident that way they will count your word important. That is why I will say this, you and the other slaves belong to me which mean I can do anything to all of you especially you, but don't worry too much. I won't kill you, at least not now. But if you let me do whatever I want with your body without struggling then I will consider your deal" He hooked his lips smugly and moved his mouth from her ears, looking at her straight in the eyes.

"I understand, master" Imogen complied with his demands.

Simon smiled and kissed her ears down to her elegant neckline, then to her cleavages, then to her pink n*pples. Imogen closed her eyes, not wanting to see how she was been assaulted by her master.

'She doesn't know this, but the moment a moan escaped from me. The thought of killing her faded away and was replaced with something else.'

He was so focused on his next moves, he placed his manhood at the entrances of his tight virgina. He slowly insert himself into her, it was the head of his manhood that made the first contact due to her tightness.

Imogen closed her eyes tight, holding in the urge to cry out because of the excruciating moments, but she couldn't hold it as she cried out due to the pain.

It was like her whole body was torn out, she feel a sharp pain within her. But he didn't stopped, not even after hearing her cries instead he keep pushing him in and thrusting fast as he could.

Her master is a monster, she didn't expect less but she wishes he could just stop and take pity on her.

But that was the last thing in lord Simon mind, he doesn't want to stop. It wasn't pleasurable as it was with the slave Isabella but somehow he likes it and he wants more.

He truly find it enjoyable, and at that moment he made up his mind.

This slave will not just one night like the rest, this slave is his for all nights.

Somewhere In Norva Kingdom

Dozens of chains rattled, the rain beating the roof heavily. Annabella breathed heavily as she walked through the secret passageway, fear quickening her steps, her baby in her hand, with her is her maid who lead her through the secret passageway.

"Be careful, M'lady" Her maid Dorothea said with a torch in her hand. Annabelle nodded as they continued.

Finally, they stopped at an iron door "We are here, M'lady" The maid uttered.

Annabelle looked at the iron door in front of them, then at her baby. Her heart leapt with joy and hope, she was finally escaping from the hell she found herself, several years ago.

Dorothea put the torch down and took her mistress left hand, "it is all over now, you can finally live your life and go back to him"

Anabelle let out a deep breath "Do you think that will be possible, I caused his parent's death and left him. I did him wrong, would he still take me back?"

"Don't say that M'lady, he has no choice, after all, you are here because of him, and your baby...." Dorothea stopped and smiled at her lady.

"It will be alright, M'lady," The maid said, she turned to the door and opened it, she picked up the torch and lead her mistress out of the secret passageway only to encounter a bigger problem.

"Lucien, why are you here?" Annabelle said shocked and quivering in front of her husband. 

She looked at his back and saw he is with his guards. Did he realize, what she was planning on doing?

"Darling, if you were going on a trip with our son then you should tell me. I will have prepared the carriage for you, instead of you going in this cold rainy night" He said while Annabelle cackled in disbelief.

"Or were you trying to run away from me?" His eyes dimmed in anger as he said those words.

Annabelle trembled and almost fall to her feet. 

"How could this be? I made sure that no one knew about this, no one" Dorothea stuttered in confusion.

"I guess you didn't try enough" Lucien drawled out his sword and decapitate Dorothea.

"No" Annabelle sobbed as Dorothea's head landed on the cold floor and her body falls.

"What have you done?" Annabelle faced Lucien, she stared at him with hatred and pain.

"You shouldn't have thought of running away from me" He sighed and urged a guard to take the baby from her.

"The lady is tired, take my child back to his quarter and have the physician attend to him, and don't allow anyone except his nanny to attend to him until I give further instructions" He ordered, the guard bowed and took the baby away.

"Where is he going with my baby?" Annabelle cries and stood to her feet to follow the guard but ended stumbling next to Lucien's feet.

He bend down and hold her into his arms, he brought his mouth closer to her ear and whispered.

"Were you going to him? After all these years. Were you going to take my baby and go to Simon, that bastard that forsakes you and hate you with his everything?"

"This is all because of you, you monster break us distant from each other" She grinned.

"Is that so? but I certainly recollect you begging me to make love to you that night. But as always, I am the bad guy to you, Anna. Since you want it so badly, we will go to him" He said and Annabelle glanced at him alarmed.

"What are you planning to do to him?"

"What else, I should accomplish the mission I ceased to function when I assassinated his parents and that is murdering him."