The Rejection

Chapter 13

Hey guys. So the charger to my laptop broke. Updates will be slow because I will need to update from my phone. I will definitely notify you guys once I get a charger for my laptop! Here is the next chapter. Warning sexual content and torture.

Lyle POV

I lie here while Carrie sleeps in my arms. I can't believe my parents stuck up for this slut. She deserves everything I give her. Lucian growls at me.

How can you be so harsh to our mate? She's wonderful. She's willing to sacrifice everything to be with us and you're being a jerk. Lucian complains. I shut him out.

I am starting to think of her punishment for tomorrow. I have that whip that I've never used before. I wouldn't mind having her pretty little lips wrapped around me either.

Yes that's what I'll do. I smirk and settle into bed. Excited for the morning.

Carrie POV

I wake up and stretch. Lyle isn't beside me. I shrug it off and get out of bed. I go to the bathroom and brush my hair. Lyle bursts into my room.

He has a whip in his hand and an evil smirk on his face. I know what is coming.

"On your knees. Back facing me. Now. Hurry up. We have an hour until my parents get back. Now bitch," he commands. I do as he says and he takes my night shirt off me. "This is for telling my parents about what I do to you. For that you will get fifteen lashes and then you will turn yourself around and use your perfect mouth to suck me off. Got it?"

"Yes, Alpha," I say and brace myself for his torture. He brings the whip down once. I scream and he laughs. Another hit and another scream. Thirteen more times and I feel my blood drip down my back as I cry. He turns me around and I come face to face with his member.

"I changed my mind. I'm going to have you suck me. Then I'm going to screw your brains out until you're raw," he growls and forces himself into my mouth. I gag and then do as he asks.

He groans and rubs his hands through my hair. He begins to throb inside my mouth. After a few minutes he pulls himself out of my mouth and forces me onto the bed.

"Please stop," I whimper. He slaps me and tears off my pants and underwear. He forces himself into me and thrusts over and over as I cry. For the next two hours he violates me. He released himself inside me. He gets off me. He dresses and leaves, leaving me lying in the middle of my own blood stained sheets. I dress in a purple nightie and Wendy walks in. She gasps at the scene.

"Oh no. I've never seen master do this before," she hurries over to me. "Are you okay honey?"

"No, no I'm not," I say, letting out a sob. She brings me to the bathroom. She tends to the wounds on my back. Afterwards she changes my sheets. Then Lyle's parents come home.