The Chained "Wife"

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Once I'm done throwing up I stand up and turn towards the sink and look at my self in the mirror. I look horrible. My neck and shoulders are covered with bite and hickey marks. All so dark red they look ugly and angry.

I let my eyes travel down my body and stop at my boobs they are covered as well as my nipples looking red and have small cuts around them.

I stand there a few minutes as tears fall slowly down my cheeks and just stare at my used body. I feel ashamed. I feel disgusting. I feel so fucking dirty. I hurry and turn the water on and jump in the shower. I need to clean my self.

Im so dirty.

I grab the used washcloth and pour alot of soap onto it and start to scrub my neck hard trying to scrub his touch from my skin.

I let the wash rag travel down my chest and rub my boobs the soap burns the cuts so I don't srub them too hard like I want.

I reach down and scrub my pussy hard its hurts but I don't care I NEED to get cleaned. I'm nasty. My body is so fucking dirty. I scrub and scrub for what seems to be a hour still feeling so dirty but I know its almost breakfast time so ill need to hury and get down stairs.

I step out of the shower and quickly dry myself and move to the bed where I know his layed out me a dress to wear today. I'm his very alive barbie doll it seems.

I walk towards the bed and of course I see that i was right. Siting on the bed is a old ugly looking dress but I suppose I should be thankful its long sleeve at least that will cover up more of the markings on my body.

I pick it up and quickly slip it over my head. I go to the dresser and grab a pony tail and fix my hair how I know he likes it. Tight back and clean looking. He likes for me to dress like a lady. Clean but yet he uses my body like it's nothing.

I run down the stairs and rush into the kitchen and see his mother and Rebecca already sitting at the table by the time I walk into the kitchen my body's on fire.

"Finally your awake!! We been up for 2 hours" she snaps loudly

2 hours? I look back and glance at the clock on the wall its only 8am... I didn't sleep in that late.

I know my body is in no condition to take a beating today so I'll need to watch what I say and watch my tone.

I smile up at her its a fake on but at least its a smile and say "Your son and I had a long night im sorry Mother" I finsh off calling her mother in a sweet tone that makes her eyes widen

"Your not my child. You should be calling me Ma'am. Have you no respect!?" she snaps louder than before.

Is there not pleasing this women? like fucking hell what do I need to do?!!!

I back track quickly

"Yes Ma'am im sorry" I whisper softly still watching my tone

"Good. Now being you was lazy and slept in you can do the cooking this morning isn't that right Rebecca?" The mother smiles and looks to Rebecca almost daring her to disagree with her.

Rebecca doesn't say anything just nods her head.

"SPEAK UP" The mother yells

"Yes- Yes your right" Whispers Rebecca.

Fine they want me to cook. I'll cook. Least I know whats being put into the food.

Sighing softly I get to work on cooking. We must have alot of chickens because the egg carton is always full of eggs while our other grocery items are going down.

I grab 5 pieces of bread and put it over the skillet  cook it a bit making the bread crispy before placing a slice of cheese on each one letting the cheese melt for a few minutes before taking them off and placing them on a plate.

Digging the eggs out the carton I start to fry some eggs making them scrambled not even bothering to ask The mother how she likes her. I don't care. She can eat what I cook like she tells me.

A few minutes later I'm done with the eggs and I walk to the freeze grabbing the zip lock bag of sausage i place them into the pan and fry a couple making sure that everyone has enough to eat because if I don't im sure ill earn another beating.