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Welcome back, Ellis, I thought bitterly.
12
Harlow
Ellis had told me I would have my first orgasm the next day.
He didn’t tell me how or when it would happen, but I could barely sleep all night. I woke up drenched in sweat, my body desperately twisted in an effort to catch at least a wink of rest. But it was impossible, and around half past six, I finally decided to give up and just get up.
I wandered around my room aimlessly as I waited for breakfast to be sent up. I’d never felt more like a captive than that morning, my body and mind desperate for some kind of stimulation that didn’t just involve sex. I wanted to go outside, feel the sun and the breeze on my skin. I moved to the window and stared at the view below me, once again wondering where in the world I was.
The beach was bathed in sunlight, and the ocean looked especially inviting that morning. I turned away from it after a few minutes, unable to bear the thought of maybe never leaving the room again. I was still desperate to fight my oppressors, but I was running low on ideas and chances to do so. Their punishments were swift and evil, and I didn’t want them to put me back in the bad cell. I’d seen a girl be dragged down only a few days prior, her mouth open in an endless scream when they threw her into the darkness of the prison.
Breakfast was delivered on time as always, once again by the mute maid. I ate in silence after the woman left, but I had no appetite.
I was nervous, my body shaking and my legs trembling while I ate. I tried to keep them steady but failed miserably, fear overpowering any other emotion in my body.
The day went by like this, with me anticipating something huge to happen, and turning to stare at the door every time I heard the smallest noise. And then, finally, the door flew open and Ellis walked inside wearing a big smile and holding a chain in his fingers.
I shrank back from him, but he reached me easily.
“Kneel,” he said darkly, and I dropped to my knees, my eyes fixed on his. I knew better than to fight back. The bad cell was waiting for its next victim.
He placed a collar around my throat, not a proper one, but a silver chain contraption that made me feel like a dog on a leash. Ellis’s hand lingered over my cheek, and he petted my head telling me I was a good girl. Oddly, the words felt soothing and calming, and I managed to relax a little.
“Come with me,” he said. I tried to get up, but his boot kicked me swiftly between the ribs. I gasped at the sudden pain, but it wasn’t a hard hit and it subsided in seconds. “Crawl for me, little one.”
I followed him out of the room, and with my white dress riding up I felt impossibly exposed, my panties on view to anyone who wanted to take a look. Thankfully I hadn’t been wearing shoes, which I was sure I’d be scolded for later.
He took me down the hallway and kept going until my knees grew sore from the hardwood and carpet rubbing against them. Finally, Ellis came to a stop in front of a tall dark door. We hadn’t run into a single person on our way there, but when he unlocked the door, I saw we weren’t alone any longer.
There was a couple in the room, and they were fucking.
The guy’s cock was buried inside her, and he was pounding mercilessly as she held onto a pole, her wrists tied to it. She was crying, begging him to keep going.
Embarrassed, I averted my gaze. I couldn’t bear to look at them. It felt so… intimate, so wrong to be witnessing them doing it. But Ellis grabbed my ponytail, pulling on it hard and making me look up at them.
“Watch,” he whispered. “Because that’s going to be you soon enough. And all three of us are going to play with your young little body.”
I mewled and he put his fingers over my mouth, effectively shutting me up. I watched with dilated pupils as the man pulled out of the girl, her moaning turning into whimpers as he looked at us.
“Is that my new toy?” he asked.
His voice was dark and accented, maybe Russian. He was handsome, in a model-like way, with dark, closely-cropped hair and a face that made me think my own was inadequate. His body was toned to perfection, the sharp V of his hips stark, and his cock hard and long. It had a piercing at the very end.
“This is her,” Ellis said with a grin. “Go on, little one, say hello.”
