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Hatred burned through my veins faster than adrenaline, urging me to concoct plans of Ellis’s demise. I hated him so much and blamed him and him alone for placing me in the horrible mansion.
Sleep kept evading me, and I shook through the night, only a touch of my finger away from something I didn’t yet understand – an orgasm that would rock me to my very core. Yet he’d purposefully made me choose the lesser of two evils, keeping my virginity intact and sacred for the time being while making me pick the option that was much more torturous than the alternative. He was working against me. Despite his use of my name, his occasional kindness, Ellis was an evil man, and I hated him.
The urge to pee was overwhelming, and I spent the last few hours alternating between screaming and sobbing against the lace panties.
When the door flew open, I was cramping up, my voice gone, and all my spirits buried.
“Hello, little one,” his voice greeted me, and my body shook with anger. “It’s been four hours. I’m going to go easy on you, because you’re new.”
I was in so much pain I barely heard him speak. My ass was burning, the toy relentlessly vibrating inside me, stretching me so impossibly wide I wanted to scream, but the gag in my mouth wouldn’t let a single moan leave my lips.
He removed his tie and took the panties out first, and I inhaled hungrily, nearly choking on oxygen. He lowered himself to his knees and brought out a knife, the steel glinting in the darkness, the only light coming from the door that he’d left ajar. I eyed it with a mix of hope and fear, thinking maybe I could run past him fast enough. But I didn’t keep my eyes on it for too long, so he wouldn’t suspect me of any foul thoughts.
He cut through the ropes around my legs, and then around my wrists, and made me lean on him as he reached behind me, touching the toy.
“Oh, little one,” he muttered against my shoulder. “You must be so fucking sore. I wish I could fuck that bruised little asshole right now. My cum would make it feel so much better.”
I gasped against his skin as he toyed with the vibrator, turning the setting off and pushing it deeper into me. I wanted to kiss and bite him at the same time, anger leaking through my pores.
“Like it?” he asked gently, grabbing the end of the toy and twisting it inside me.
I grabbed onto him and whimpered, and then without warning, he pulled the vibrator out of me.
I felt impossibly lightheaded as he tossed it to the ground, my whole body sagging against him. My legs shook uncontrollably, drumming against the floor as he held me up. My body convulsed, and I cried out for him while he held on tight, his hands massaging my bare ass.
“It’s okay,” he promised. “You’ll be just fine, I promise you, it’ll pass, you’re going to be okay.”
“You don’t e-even know,” I stuttered, and he chuckled softly, spanking my ass a single time.
“Oh, I know,” he promised me. “Not my first time, little one, just yours.”
I hated him in that moment, hated him because of the jealousy that threatened to override my whole system, and hated myself even more, knowing that I could feel jealousy for this monster.
He rested me back into the chair before turning to clean the toy. For a second, his back was to me, and I saw my chance to escape.
I got up and made a dash for the door.
But before I could take a second step, my body collapsed and I landed in a heap on the floor.
Ellis didn’t even turn his head towards me.
“You may feel a little paralyzed,” he told me simply. “You’ve been uncomfortable all night. Best to let your body adjust.”
He put the toy back in the chest and then approached my wheezing body without mentioning my failed attempt to escape. Part of me wondered whether he was trying to protect me from further punishment, while another part thought he’d left the door open on purpose, taunting me with an impossible escape. Either way, I despised him more than ever.
He picked me up off the floor as if I weighed nothing. He gathered my sweaty, cold body in his hands and I clung to him, because there was nothing else to hold on to.
“Let’s get you cleaned up,” he said gently, and I whimpered against him, nodding softly. “Come on, little one, things will feel better after a nice hot shower.”
“Thank you,” I whispered against his skin, and he smoothed my hair down like I was a little girl.
“You’re welcome,” he said back. “If you’re good, I’ll even let you clean me with your pretty pouty mouth.”
