The arrow has made its way to the target.

Kalen

Madness:

The state of being mad, insanity; mental disease.

I believe he has all of the above and many more.

There was no time to react nor to beg as I see Lou wailing in pain, it hit her lower abdomen so I feast on her pain. I should know by now there is no way to stop him when he goes to full asshole fuck mode.

There isn't any room for choice when it comes to Him everything is by Force. Force and fear are what he exerts on me and everyone else.

"Who's it gonna be, my dear? If you don't choose I will kill them both". He voiced bluntly with a face so uninterested like this is the only way to kill boredom.

The easiest answer of course would be my mom above her but I don't want her to die out of my drawback.

This must be a test again?

they don't deserve all of this as well I don't understand the hell how to save Lou when I don't even know how to save myself from him.

I stood up in an attempt to go near to him as he watches me like a hawk. Certainly, there is another way to bolt from this but I knew it was never inevitable with him.

He grins like a Cheshire cat with mischief in his eyes as he drops the bow and the arrow-like hot rod. I decided to stay at my place while unfastening the buttons of the dress so my breast can be free from his sight. The maids have turned around and started to walk away when they see what is coming.

He wasted no time as he bends me over the table with his hands stroking my ass like fine china.

That's me, that's what he makes me feel: a piece of fat ass property.

He mock lives like some god with the power to do whatever horror he might conceive in his deplorable sanity.

As bend stiffly and feel his palm stroke my ass, feeling every fiber of shame, self-pity, and all the memories bring back memories.

His hand is smooth on my skin then a stinging sensation pulsates on my butt cheek then he smoothens with a wipe here and there to coax me.

What have I gotten myself into?

He nipped one of my ears and then kissed the shell of it," did you know receiving an erotic spanking can increase blood flow in the groin area and releases pleasurable chemicals in the brain, including endorphins and dopamine, to enhance sexual pleasure", smoking me with his sexy damn voice, " I want you domesticated because you're an animal".

I didn't know what happened after that but it seems he spanked me again and again for some time and I haven't experienced the happy toxins he remarked at all. It's just a stinging vibration, it doesn't turn me on like it's supposed to.

Suddenly, he played with my vulva then at my clit who is begging to be noticed, so he did. He rubs here and then while I hold on to the table to stabilize myself. He rubs through the clitoral hood, not directly on the head yet then as I bend more in this position he enjoys, insulting me with words as his finger assaults one by one on my vagina with such precise steady rhythm and accurate thrust, I had myself panting and asking for the release I wanted to. I feel I'm going to explode but he said I should keep it until he says so.

Just like pee, I hold on as much as I could but My orgasm is at the bay and he knows it better because I'm breathing gets faster, my body tenses up, and noises and moans grow louder unfolding in this lovely scenery. He continues his job until everything becomes rough and intense then he commanded me to release which I sure did with a squirting force gushing.

Finger Fuckin Licking Good!

He made me feel like I've been locked out of heaven with his damn fingers! When my orgasm had faded my shame crept in as I can feel multiple blush on my cheeks as I attempt to straighten my dress and fasten the buttons I see him grossly sucking the fingers he used at me like some sort of lollipop as he winks at me. He finished off with a drink of juice.

"I must say, your juice tastes more amazing than this lemonade. It tastes like canned pineapple. Not the consistency or texture, but it'slight", he said while smiling like a cat and I felt redder than ever. Should I take that as a compliment or what?

As I can see he doesn't bother with Lou anymore and I believe she might live out of this but was wrong yet again?

He came near at my back and had me face Lou I turned away sideways but be straighten my face to look at her as he pulled a golden 45 caliber pistol from his side and had us both aim for her. I wriggle free knowing what he wants to accomplish but he cocks the gun and pointed it at my forehead. I shake my head as beads of sweat goes drip down.

" I had my first when I was 10 and it's life-changing so to say. I didn't feel guilt at all because all I felt is power and retribution", he kissed my forehead the had my fingers in a death grip on the gun," Lou was a great teacher but I have no use for her anymore, so your mother can live another day". That's all he said as a shot made its way on the left side of her cheek and another one on her head while my hands vibrated with the weight of the event.

My mouth is wide open and I'm paralyzed in fear, the same hands that bought me delight easily kill for whim and I almost liked how he does magic with his hand now, I'm disgusted more than ever at him and myself.

I thought I could save someone, but in the end, I could never fathom this devil.

I wanted to run away but all I did is drop to my knees and cried like a river for a girl whose family just lost because of my fault. She would live if all I did was be the docile, domesticated person he wants me to be.

Another life blamed me I covered my ears to protect myself from the whispering voice of guilt that haunts me and try to erase the memory of Lou but it's no use.

Thráin just let me for a while as he answered a call away from me then he collect me up and his face tells me enough to gather my shit because he was not in the mood for hysteria.

" her life for your mother. Be happy I choose her rather than your mom. Now, stop this nonsense, and let's go home, I have another surprise waiting for you".his giddy to show me another casualty waiting for me that's what he is talking about.

I am sick of his surprises, it's more terrifying than ever. I look back at Lou and his men had already taken her lifeless body away. He motioned for me to sit on the wheelchair and drive me to the prison cell again.

I know the world had sucked me into a hole of unknown fear and anxiety because I don't know where he is leading me then we stop somewhere in the middle. He has been calling my name for a while as I feel out of the body brought back to life by a smack on the face and his anger boiling within.

" don't you dare ignore me!" He shouted at me and attempted to smack me another time, I brace myself for the impact but I dint came. I'm stunned at how he refrains himself to hit me again.

"she's dead. because. of. you! get over it!" Sarcastically he mocked me to remind me of my guilt and that makes me cry my eyes out again. I didn't notice we were in a music room with an exquisite grand piano in the view.

The transparent acrylic piano had me stop for a moment.

I don't understand.

I haven't played the piano since I was a kid. We used to have one but it's more broken than ever.

He took his seat and played a piece. a classical one to be exact. he has some good sense for music and gifted hands for this. This is something I never thought he can do but, of course, he's a devil in disguise so he might learn another trick or more.

I didn't know I'd stopped crying when he did and I'm begging to hear another one. Music is a cure for the soul, it did momentarily pause my grief.

" you're going to learn to play, my dear. Angel will be your tutor".

He pointed to a man from somewhere and I know who he is. One of his trusted men with some scar on his face.

Scar faced name is Angel.

Pretty daunting for him. Pretty ironic. He's hired people who must be talented just as scar-faced.

He doesn't seem to like me at all and most likely might kill me if I press the wrong key. His patience might go thin at me since I haven't played in a while.

All along I focus on my tutor's body as he walked away from me that I didn't see Thráin is fully naked in all his glory with a mirror-less camera in his hand.

"let's have some photoshoot! Disregard your dress, my dear", his giddy voice thundered around me as I shiver in another horror.