Preface:
The hits kept coming, one after the other. He'd do anything to cause her pain and it was working. He would come in, please himself,beat her, then leave. Sometimes, like today, he'd come back and do it again.
"Master loves his kitten." He said, fixing his pants. "But bad girls have to be punished. Right? "
She just nodded.
"Speak you fucking whore!"
"Yes master! "
She was terrified of him. She was weak and he showed no sign of stopping.
"Good girl." He grunted. "Clean yourself up then clean this fucking house."
With that he walked out, leaving her crumpled on the floor. Slowly she sat up and pulled her knees to her chest, crying. She felt like a dirty, useless, whore. Just how he liked it. But she had hope.
"Just a few more hours." She told herself rubbing the growing bump on her stomach. "A few more hours and we're free."
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His Angel, Her Saviour (Niall Horan)
FanficShe's bruised and broken. He's looking for his princess. When the two meet they click instantly. But she has a past destined to haunt her and he has a career that'll test them both.
