Beauty, Betrayal And Beastly Love.

Whipping

Shuttering I felt the cold fan blow against my skin making it prickle and give me goose bumps while I watched the blades spin round and round. I was tired as hell and bruised badly from the beating I had just received from my Master, Master Leon. He had a bad day and well.... as his pet he could do what he wanted and that was torture me, fuck me roughly, or beat me.

My cheek was swollen and cuts were up and down my body as he used a nine tail whip on me. He burned my brandishing mark that signified that I was owned by him, it was crusted over with some dried blood around the edge and my shoulders ached from where he shoved me down to the cold stone floor of the chamber and I slammed against and felt a searing pain through my ribs.

Laying my arm over my head I sighed heavily as my body pulsed and I shivered some more. My name is Marceline, I'm 16 on November 15th, and I'm a slave to Lord Leon, Lord and best friend to the King Sebastian. I have been his pet since I was 10 but now that I am older he can do more harsher punishments since they won't kill me.

Today was one of the days where my beating was bad because another Lord, Lord Anthony, had questioned his war tactics suggestion during a meeting and a few other Lords took to it and said it sounded like a great plan. He doesn't like being told 'no' as he is spoiled and anything against him except for Sebastian will face a wrathe hell cannot contain, or I will face it.

To be honest, I was sold to him by my parents when I was smaller because they needed money. It wasn't bad at first and I was lonesome but then I realized I wasn't free anymore and I began to neglect or even refuse to do my chores or anything else. Well I was chained up in shackles, like today, and whipped for being disobedient or he would take his anger out on me.

My door creaked open and I left my mind and thoughts as I sat up with a groan to face an old woman, Grenda, oh how I loved her. She was frail and old but man was she spunky. She smiled at me half hearted as she cupped my cheek and rubbed it gently, comforting me, knowing automatically what had happened. I grin sheepishly at her, holding my hand out as she handed me pain killers.

Grenda has been working for Master Leon for years and whenever my beatings were bad she'd bring me pain killers and clean me up so I was presentable for another day. "Thank you Grenda..." I sighed heavily and popped the reddish copper pills into my mouth and took the glass she had in hand and swallowed down the chalky pills with a half hearted smile.

"H-how are you holding u-p dear?" She asked, her eyes glimmering with a hint of hope that I would continue to stay strong and hold my head up. "My lashes hurt.... could you wash them?" I asked her quietly and she nodded her head. With that I sat back down on the bed, placing the glass on the night stand and my back to her as she shuffled back from the bathroom, her gypsy-like belt of clothe around her waist jingled quietly. I stripped to nothing but a pair of black cotton panties.

Once the steamy rag touched my back I hissed with my teeth grit. "Shit....." "Hey! Watch your mouth little lady!" Grenda scolded me playfully with a giggle at the end as she cleaned my gashes and me hissing at her once in a while, making her go gentler. "Honey, one day, you will be free.... You're so fetching and beautiful that he may even be the one to free you." She tried raising my spirits, always saying that even a cold, heartless ass hole like Master Leon may free me.

I highly doubt it. I had green eyes with black hair to my waist in small waves, I mean I was a B cup and I was kinda short. Small nose and pink lips on a small, pale face. Pfftttttt..... No way in hell was I "fetching and beautiful" so I just laughed along. After some time Grenda got all the blood off my back and cleaned my cuts, stitching one closed, and left to go wash laundry, she even grabbed mine.

"THANK YOU GRANDMA GRENDA!!!" I yelled from my room, still on the bed, no longer able to watch her still move with so much grace. I sat on the bed and let out another heavy sigh as I faced the wall away from my door. "Damn it.... I swear, Master Leon is always being so harsh on me.... not my fault that pig of a man, Lord Anthony or whatever his name is went against him, so why punish me?! Like what the biscuit??"