Miss me?

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Jesse POV

*knock knock*

I was laying peacefully on my bed content until this bitch interrupted me. Again.

"What?" I yelled at the door. God why must she always interrupt me while I think.

"Sir... I uh... I have news." Jasmine whimpered. News.

"Come in. It better be good!" I sneered at her she better not waste my time with this shit.

"Yes sir." I didn't even bother turning to look at the door. I heard the creak as she opened it. Fuck I really need to have her fix it.

Jasmine kneeled down on the floor at my bedside and I finally sat up to face her. Her eyes were downcast while she kneeled.

She fucking knows better than to look me in the eye. Not if she wants another burn on her ass.

"Speak bitch." I rolled my eyes already annoyed. Her bottle red hair was braided down her back to expose the swollen purple eye.

It suits her. Just shows the slut she actually is. Nothing compared to what I'm going to do to Angel when I find her.

"Angel." My breath hitched at the mention of her name. "She and her new Master are going to the club tonight. The Italian one..."

"DONT YOU DARE SAY THAT AGAIN. YOU WHORE! I AM HER ONLY MASTER." I clutched a handful of her hair and drug her to my bed.

"Stay." I commanded before storming out of the room to grab a cigarette, lemon, salt, and a knife from the kitchen.

After lighting the cigarette I jerked her on her stomach by her hair. I pressed the cigarette sharply on the back of her neck.

"AHH MASTER IM SORRY PLEASE NOT AGAIN" the bitch pleaded. Hah. After what she did she expects me to let her go?

Oh hell no. I ripped her shirt in half and trailed more burns down her spine. The adrenaline practically made me deaf to her screams.

When the cigarette was nearly a nub I dropped it and grabbed the knife to cut the lemon in half.

I put my legs on her arms and legs to hold her down while I pressed the lemon to each and every burn. I wasn't being stingy with the lemon either.

All of a sudden she quit moving.

"JASMINE." No answer. I drew back my fist and blacked her other eye. That woke her up. While she regained consciousness I poured the salt into her freshly made burns.

Jasmine screamed in agony at the top of her lungs while I rubbed it into the wounds. I chuckled, "Feel good you slut?"

When she didn't reply I rapidly grabbed her hair and slung her into the wall. Bet she'll never do that shit again.

When I heard the thump followed by her groan I squatted down and pulled her head up by her hair. "I asked you something bitch. I want an answer."

"Argh!" She yelped feeling her hair being pulled. Bet she won't forget to answer me next time. I stood back up and threw her now shredded shirt at her helpless body lying in the floor.

"Get dressed we are going to find my submissive." I commanded just before slamming the door.

Jasmine pov

"Get dressed we are going to find my submissive." Master told me before huffing out slamming the door behind.

I collected my things and attempted to stand up. As soon as I was steady on my feet I grabbed the torn shirt and the bloody covers and tossed them to the corner.

I will have to wash them before master goes to bed. I wouldn't want to upset him again. Gosh I'm so damn stupid. If only I had kept my mouth shut I wouldn't be in this mess.

My job is to please master and I have failed at that. That must be why he is so angry..

After I tidied up the room I went to my own room and grabbed the nicest dress I could find for a club. I curled my long red locks and applied makeup to my face.

"Slut." Master barked, "you are to bring her with us and if you tell her about me I will beat you. Understood?" He said just before entering the club. "Yes sir" I bowed my head and walked in after him.

The club was any submissive's dream. It was wonderful. Butterflies flitted in my stomach just thinking about the things that master used to do with me in our play room.

But after the baby... He refused to touch me. Master said I had grown ugly. Even after I lost all the weight and started wearing makeup and grew my hair long he still wouldn't.

I tried to be beautiful to please him. But it wouldn't change anything, I was still ugly. Master said so. And whatever master says is true.

Helloooo sorry for the delay I kind of got writers block. But anyways I thought it might be nice to have some of Jasmines pov. Also.... I'm changing the voting thing to 20 votes before a new chapter.... Let's see where this goes.

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