Lovelessness

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"I love you"

My mom used to say and kiss my forehead while I pretended to sleep, after telling me a fairytale about the frog and the princess. The story always convinced me that every ugly thing hides a beauty underneath.

I waited where I stood until he left the room and I headed to the bathroom to wash away the shame plastered on my skin. I washed my body until my skin turned red. I found a shirt and shorts from my suitcase and went to bed to sleep. It took ages to fall asleep somehow I managed.

I woke up with a push rather than polite and opened my eyes. I was still tired but the woman at the head of the bed didn't seem to understand that.

"Get off so I can change the sheet"

I stood up and examined her. She was older than me but not much, maybe only mid twenties. You cannot call her ugly yet there was something in her eyes told another story.

She changed the sheets quickly. After she finished the job she glared at me before speaking menacingly.

" I will bring your breakfast. You will stay in this room until you told otherwise. The boss' orders."

I squinted my eyes. I could not decipher her but still agreed since I was at the enemy's territory.

She brought my food after ten minutes later still holding on to her hostile attitude.

I was the one kidnapped and raped but she hated me.

I withdrew all my thoughts about her and ate my breakfast like there was no tomorrow while she was watching me in disgust.

When I was finished she left the room with the tray. I was all by myself. I walked to the window and looked outside and observed a grand garden full of flowers and neatly arranged lawns. I sat there by the window on a lovechair and waited for my destiny to outbreak.

After a couple of hours the door which I never bothered to check whether it was locked or not, opened widely revealing the devil himself in his dark suit. His gaze on me made me uncomfortable but I didn't even shift in my position. He came closer until he was standing by me. 

"So" he muttered. "I will explain some rules that you have to obey during your stay" he said.

I waited for him to continue cause I was really exhausted to either object or defy him.

"You will stay in this room and are not allowed to leave unless you've been told otherwise. The maid will bring your food and other necessities that you may need. I come to you when I am in need of f*cking you and when I do come you have to listen to me and do as I tell you and satisfy me, if you are lucky enough I may give you a couple of orgasms in return" he smiled genuinely.

What sort of sociopath smiles after that kind of a speech was beyond my comprehension, so I just nodded my head and looked away to the garden.

"Can I go and take a tour at the garden sometimes?" I whispered almost I even couldn't hear myself.

He chuckled. "You have to earn that privilege" I nodded again without looking at him because I knew that if I ever looked him in the eye it would hurt like hell. I still felt the soreness and pain between my thighs caused by his harshness previous night.

He untied his tie and slowly took of his jacket. His shirt followed cause I felt his movement beside me.

"Remove the shorts and pants and lay on the bed" he commanded and I followed his orders. I slowly removed my shorts and pants and laid on the bed.

"Spread your legs wide"

I obeyed him and opened my legs exposing my p*ssy and remained emotionless because there left non.

He got rid off his pant and boxers and kneeled between my legs, laid over me and without any warning he pushed his c*ck inside. I cringed with pain but didn't make a noise. After a few more thrusts he slipped out and stood up still looking at me with a look that I couldn't describe. He dressed up and left to room living the door ajar.

As soon as he left the witch of a maid entered. She lifted me off the bed and I caught a glimpse of pity in her eyes but it changed as it came. She pushed me towards the bathroom and ordered like her boss.

"Shower"

I did.

I did the same thing for about 13 days. Yeah I counted the nights and the noons he came to the room. I was a lost soul and didn't know how to find where my soul has disappeared. All I did was to pray that his infatuation as he mildly expressed would come to an end free me from this nightmare.

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