The Puppeteer part 2 (cut and repost)

The puppeteer - A regular client

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"I'm irressistable am I?"

I'm in the brink of his mercy

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"William!!! Argh p-please sirrr!!!" I scream out tears are all over my face

William leaned closer "you..are mine" he whispered between his moan which gives me shivers, now I felt much more sick in my stomach

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I'm tired from screaming, I catch my breath and limp on the floor William laugh

"You're a weakling, was it good?"

Good? It was really hurt!!

"No.. it was h-hurt" without any warning he grabbed my chained arms, and twisted it

"Ark!" I stopped moving because of the pain

"Was the sex good?" He asked me again. I became his sex slaves for ten years and all he heard from me are screams, how could he be so dumb to ask this kind of question?

I'm tired, I'm tired of being his puppet, I'll say what I want to say not because he told me to say, I don't want to be controlled by him anymore

"It's hurt!! It's fucking hurt William!! I told you to stop all the time!!" I yelled in frustration but he twist my arm harder.

My eyes wide, my body shivers.. my head turning blank again

"You like it rough aren't you? Fine by me then" he dislocate my arm, I scream with the overwhelming pain. My head reach my limit and I passed out

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Today my client are coming, a regular

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"Hello there" I closed the basement door and lock it. "It's been a while wasn't it? Do you miss me?"  The sound of my heels the only thing I heard as I approach him sitting on the cement floors

"Hello" he looked at me with those dead eyes and I sense millions of stories behind them.

"Have you take your shower?" I asked as I bent down to watch his face. But he looked down to his knees and nodded.

I smile "William showered you?" Is he embarrassed?

He nodded

"William is being kind to you, I believe he loves you that's why he can't let you go" I slowly move his hair so I can see his eyes.

"Is that true? William loves me?" He asked almost mumbling like he was afraid to say it

I scrolled my eyes along this basements, it was cold and smells bad, the air feels different down here. It was like we're in a different space. But I can't say that to him.

"Of course he loves you" I faked a smile. "He cared for you" I run my fingers between his thick blonde hairs
"He clean you up and give you place to stay"

Zylen stay quiet and I quickly show him something I bring along. "I brought you some foods" I gave it to him and he quickly tear open the snacks and eat the chips

"Oh dear, take it easy. How long haven't you eat?"

"Four mh.. days" he spoke with a full mouth. Now I realize he's eating with his left. What happened to his right? I grabbed his shoulder to turn him then I saw the bandage arms and he flinch with my grasp "sorry!" I retreat my hand, I know it must be hurt. I wonder what he did to deserve that wounds

"It's alright" he said and move on to unpack the second snacks. I wonder if he remember what I told him, so I asked "Zylen, what is this?"

"Peanuts" he answered spontaneously

"You're smart" I pinch his cheeks lightly, and he buried his face between his knees. He's not Zylen if he didn't feel shy.

"So, how's everything?" He asked me, ever since he return from missing back then his verbal skills improves. I sit beside him, leaning against the wall. "My students did great in their mid-term exam, they scored higher than before, some of them even hit top ten in certain subjects"

"What do you feel about it?" He asked me such funny question "of course I feel proud of them, at first I almost gave in when they prank me with glue on my sit, but I guess it was worth it" I can't imagine I would smile for such memories

"What did they say about it?"

"Of course they feel happy, to unlock potential on someone will surely makes them realize they are useful in something, Samantha brought me present for it, it was this watch" I showed it to him.

"It's beautiful, I'm glad everyone are being nice to you" he stares to my watch but he didn't touch it

"You can touch it if you want to" I offered but he shakes his head.

I wonder how did he speak with blood at his mouth, wasn't it hurt?