《Prostitute's Fate》Chapter 16
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I had no energy left in me to think or do anything so I just silently ate my breakfast. I wasn't comfortable with him in the same room but not having any choice I didn't voiced my thoughts.
After last night I could hardly walk and he carried me here like nothing. I finished mine breakfast when he added more in mine plate.
"I am full." I told him more like pleading.
" I am not blind, I saw how much you ate" he scolded.
"I really do not want to eat more, please"
"Eat"
"Please"
"Mayra, I said eat"
"Please, I can't, ple...." Before I could complete he was holding my jaw and forcing food in my mouth.
Only muffled voice came when I tried to speak something. He forced me to swallow them. When I was he looked at me expecting me to eat on my own. But I really couldn't eat more. I was feeling nausea since I saw food. I don't think anyone on this earth could eat or think about food after all that happened with me yesterday.
"I said I don't want to eat anything anymore. Please give me atleast this much freedom" I tried to reason with him which came out more like a mistake.
"I don't want to repeat this one more time so just eat" he looked me in the eyes and ordered veri intimidately. Having no choice in the matter I ate silently trying not to vomit.
After I was done I thought maybe he will leave now for whatever he does. So I stood up to say him good bye instead I heard his voice.
"Come with me"
"Where?"
As soon as these words left my mouth he grabbed my arm and dragged me with him towards that horror filled room. Maids who were giving me those pitiful looks from the I came looked terrified and didn't even came to help me.
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When we entered he threw me on the floor and sat across me. He was looking very angry for the reasons I don't know.
"What were the rules?" He asked while grabbing my jaw.
"I don't know" I could hardly say these words when he slapped me on my already bruised cheek.
"You, have a very weak memory. You need to sharpen it. Don't worry I'll help you with it" saying so he left me and stood up. I felt relief washed over me but then he came in sight with a wooden cane in his hand.
He held his hand for him to hold. I did exactly that and he made me stand. Then he went towards bed and sat on it. He motioned me to come.
I was already afraid of that stick in his hands. I couldn't form any words so I just shook my head in denial that angered him and he shouted at me to come to him. I obeyed silently praying for my well being.
He made me stand infront of him at a distance from which he could strike me with that cane comfortably which just added to my fear. He striked me twice and I jolted with pain.
"From next time onwards don't dare to defy me" he striked again. "Do you understand"
"Yes, Sorry"
"Good"
Then he kept that beside him. I rubbed my hand which was victim of his cruelty.
"Now I will say those rules just once and you will repeat them after I am done. Listen carefully because for your every 3 mistakes you will get 2 strikes any where I want."
I nodded not getting everything because of the pain. I never endured this much physical pain in my body.
"Now listen" he started
"1. You will never try to escape from here.
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2.you will do as I say and you will not make me repeat anything.
3. You will wear, eat, sleep or even breath with my permission.
4. You will do all my chores. From making food to making me wear my dress everything.
5. You are not allowed to roam here. "
After he was done he looked at me and I nodded my head.
"Now your turn"
I started but just after 2 of them I realised how strong my body is. I couldn't get them right and every time he showed no mercy and kept striking me. I felt my legs go numb.
I screamed. I begged. I tried to say but he was merciless. Every strike was more Powerful and gave more pain that the previous one. After with much difficulty I got them all right and he ended his torcher with one more strike.
"Now get up and clean yourself" he said and left.
That's when I saw my legs which were bleeding at some places. My dress soaked some of them.
I tried to get up but couldn't so I just stayed there not moving. Even a slight movement caused me lot of pain.
I laid there while reminiscing those beautiful moments with my one true love.
Me and Shanzay became good friends after that trip. I went to her house today for I don't know. I just felt like going there.
We were in her room when someone called for her. That voice was very attractive that I went with her. I saw a man standing there in casual dress. I looked at his face and lost my self in him.
He was looking like a Greek god. Perfect eyes, hair style and personality. He spoke with Shanzay I felt jealous a bit. Then I noticed she called him BHAI and that relaxed me.
I never believed in love at first sight but many things happened after I saw him. I became someone else. I got addicted to him.
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