His Mercy

11. Next days

"Here" he handed me the jar after I finished eating. It's supposed to go on my ass. With still shaking hands, I took it.  "It's best if you put it on now"

I was not going to rub cream on my ass in front of him.

I still felt the tension on my throat after his harsh choking and beating.  Is this what my life has come to now? He soon left me in the room again, taking the bucket with him. 

I was chained to the floor again, with a sore throat and aching butt. The only thing I could do was hide under the blanket and wait for his return in the morning. 

...

"Don't you ever get bored?" I asked while he set my lunch down.

"What do you mean?"

"Having me locked in here, feeding me like a dog. What are you getting out of this?"

His shoulders tensed and I wondered if I overstepped again. 

"You have no idea how I feel about you do you..." he muttered and sat down. 

That was the end of that conversation.

...

"How are you feeling?" he asked and put the fruit bowl down.

I just gave him a nod and continued playing with my fingers, not really in a chatty mood. 

"How is your butt?" he teased. 

It's been a few days since he spanked me. I used the cream he gave me but I'm not sure how well it worked. "Fine.." I said and looked down. 

...

"I brought Chinese" he smiled as he walked in. I had been laying on the mattress all day, but I was still tired. The stink of my hair was getting to me, how long was it since I last showered?

"Aren't you hungry? You barely touched your breakfast" he pointed at the half eaten toast I had left. 

When I didn't answer him he sat down next to the mattress. "Is everything alright?" his palm touched my forehead. I don't know what was wrong, I just felt numb. Too tired to fight, too tired to live. 

"Y-yea, I was just tired.." I yawned.

"Hmm I hope you're not catching anything" he muttered and checked my pulse. 

"I doubt it" how could I catch a cold if I'm locked inside a room all day. 

"You really should eat something"

The fear of being choked and spanked again made me sit up, my whole body protested but I still did it. I watched as he finally unchained my leg and helped me stand up.

"Shower first tho"

I nodded.

"How is your leg?"

"Uhm" I haven't really used my legs at all today. I tried standing on my injured foot and it actually didn't hurt as much. 

"I-I can walk"

He smiled and opened the door, his hand snaked around my waist as we walked to the bathroom. 

My steps were slow and unsteady but I still managed to get to the bathroom. 

I held on to the counter when he suddenly closed the bathroom door and locked it with a key. I turned around expecting to be alone when I saw him standing there. 

"W-what are y-you doing?"

"I'm just going to assist you" he said calmly. 

"I don't need any help, I can perfectly shower on my own" I tried to convince him. But he wouldn't budge. 

"Don't argue with me, I'm staying"

"No you are not" I said angrily.

"Are you seriously going against me right now? I mean look at you" he gestured with his hands at my body. I was only wearing his t-shirt and underwear which made everything a lot worse. 

Somehow I didn't have it in me to protest any further. Memories of what he was capable of still lingered on my mind and I just hoped he wouldn't try anything. 

"N-no.. I'm sorry" I stood still. Did he want to watch? What kind of pervert was he? Did he want to join me? 

He turned the shower on and took off his hoodie. 

"I-I just need to wash my hair" I quickly added. I'm not undressing in front of him. 

"Nonsense, you're taking a full shower" he looked at me and pointed "take your clothes off"

I stood still, frozen even. I couldn't breathe. He was gonna join me. 

"P-please, I-I can shower o-on my own" I was shaking now. 

His eyes turned dark as he stepped closer to me. I backed away until I hit the wall behind me. 

"I'm only saying this once" his breath fanned across my face and I closed my eyes "take your clothes off and get in"

I stood still. Why can't I just shower on my own? 

"Don't make me hurt you" he added when I didn't move. For some reason I snapped out of my frozen state and looked up at him. He was serious. I knew he would hurt me either way. 

"O-okay.." I sniffled and started pulling his shirt off my body. I turned away from his stare when I pulled my panties down and quickly walked into the shower. The steam had filled the bathroom quickly and made everything foggy. I dumped my head under the shower head and quickly washed myself. I focused on my face and under my arms but everything else I skipped. 

I turned around to leave when I crashed into a body. 

I looked up. 

He was there, naked. 

I covered my breasts the best I could "I-I've finished" I stated and tried to walk past him. His arm stopped me and pushed me back. 

"No you're not, you didn't even wash your hair or private parts"

How long had he been standing there? 

"I-it's not healthy to wash the hair so many times" I argued. 

He smiled "You haven't washed it in one and a half week. It's time"

Had it been that long? 

"Turn around for me" he commanded.