My eyes flickered open from a dreamless sleep and the first thing I noticed was the lack of colour. Everything seemed as dull and as lifeless as the rest of me. All I wanted to do was drown myself to death. I wanted to fade into my pain and never come back.

"At last, you wake up." ​

I should have jumped, should have been scared. My heart should have went wild with fear, my body shrinking away from the danger but I just lay there not even sure I was blinking, not even sure I was living.

He prowled like a panther, his steps muted as his body swayed with a feline grace. I was numb to him and the world around me.

The man was barely dressed. He was an Adonis with a perfectly sculpted and tight body, with a face to die for. But all I saw was black and grey, all I felt was disgust and hate.

The question was, who was he?

I blinked once,

Then blinked again.

It hit me in that moment, the pain. It was like an explosion happened. I could feel agony as I curled and clutched my stomach hard. My heart was drumming from my throat making it nearly impossible to breath with my sobs choking me to no end. I didn't understand why I was hurting so much. It was all a dream. Nothing had happened to me, it could not have, not me!

I tried to stop myself from crying but I just couldn't. I then got so frustrated with myself because I just could not stop crying. Crying meant something had happened and nothing had happened to me, it was just a bad dream. Nothing had happened.

"You have been asleep for two full days." He said casually coming into a halt next to the bed as I scrammed away to the end of the bed.

"The doctor said you lost too much blood and suffered from a head trauma."

I could clearly recall the exact moment he started bashing my head, and the memory made my stomach weak and the room spinning. I clenched my eyes closed harder, trying to clear my mind.

It was just a dream, I kept telling myself but even that voice was getting weaker and weaker. I was drowning in all the screams that haunted my head. I felt like I was going deeper and deeper in a dark sea yet never hitting rock bottom.

Suddenly two hands grabbed my arms and I was quickly leaning on a hard chest where two strong arms wrapped around me. My whole body shook as it all tore through me, and so I cried hard, I cried for all the pain I was feeling.

My sobs quieted down after such a long time but the tears just kept falling with each part of me breaking over and over again. I did not want to live at this point, I barely felt alive. It seemed I did not deserve to live and death would be my only peace. More tears silently flooded down, my dark thought leaving me shallow.

A shiver went down my body as a kiss was placed at the crown of my head, and I froze. My senses stopped malfunctioning, I could feel. I was being held on tightly to a hard chest that smelled of nothing but musk. I could suddenly feel the warmth from the skin to skin contact making it known that the person who held me was half naked. My heart drummed, fear crippling me as the kisses went down to my neck as hot fresh tears came trickling down. I wanted to fight, I wanted to scream and kick but that filled my head was 'Not again!'

My lower lip violently shook. It felt like an out of body experience where one is just looking themselves screaming for them to do soothing but the body paralyzed by fear.

"Please," It seemed to be the only thing I could conjure my body to do. More tears flooded down, not of fear but of disgust at my weakness, not fighting back. I deserved this, I deserved all that he was doing to me because of how weak and pathetic I was.

"Please, I do not want this." He seemed immune to my pleas, it seemed he had a fetish for my tears as he kissed them away with a grin. My body had never shook so much in fear, it shook so badly my teeth started to chatter.

"The sooner you accept your role, the better this will be. I promise you it won't hurt as much if you do. But, the harder you fight is the harder I will tear you in two."

That was the last thing he said before he tore my clothes away and somehow I had found myself pushed hard on the mattress with my feet and leg kicking as I screamed for my life suddenly this being too real for me. I kicked so hard with all the will I had trying to keep him away but who was I? Who was I compared to him? He picked me up like a rag doll throwing me over his shoulder only for a smack to sound all over the room leaving my nearly bare buttocks burning with such intensity it had me biting hard on my lips. I fought, kicking, punching and screaming. He would not do this to me again, he would not make me his whore, I wold rather die than let him do this to me.

Suddenly a knife was smoothly placed on my neck, giving me no time to even fathom where that knife had come from.

"I will tell you this once, in this house you are a doll with a cunt. You do not have an opinion, you do not have a mouth, and you do not have feelings. All you do is look pretty, eat and open those legs wide for me whenever I want to, am I clear or do you need more persuasion?" The blade nicked my throat, and my struggles ceased. I wanted to die, wanted to scream at him to kill me and get it over and done with. This was not a life, my life had ended a few days ago.

"I don't care anymore, just kill me." A sob broke through as my whole body shook so violently.

"Killing you would be a waste. A warning, if I get even a hint of disrespect from you I will drag you to the dungeons where my men will do anything they want to you day after day, hour after hour. Do you want that, being at the mercy of hundreds of brutal men? Maybe I should give you to the dogs, they do like to rut too."

"Or maybe I should do something else, maybe I'll hurt someone else instead of you, huh? You want a demonstration?" He asked with a smile that told me that there was no way out of here, this was my life now. It was either I accept it or reap the consequences. I shook my head not wanting to see anything. My tears poured down with no control as it all sank in. I did not want anyone to suffer for my mistakes, I did not want to bring this pain to someone else.

"No please, I don't need a whipping, I'll behave...please." I said begging my hands held together as if I was praying trying to show him how sincere I was.

"Yes you do, it's the only way I can get you in a straight line without killing you because believe it or not sex with you is like...." He posed looking away as if looking for a word to describe it.

"It is addictive if I might say, a high." he continued, a grin spreading on his face. He climbed out of the bed and walked up to the door. Then he called out to someone. l sat on the bed fearing for not only my life but for the life of another too. Walking back in the room a young girl, thin and short you could see that she had not left her puberty. Her head was bent down as she walked in arms folded on her back.

"This is your whipping girl. Now, if you say something stupid with that mouth, this is what will happen." His words were followed by a loud smack as the girl went flying to the floor where her whimpers were heard. While she dragged herself up, head bent down, I thought she wouldn't stop shaking.

"Stop please, I understand. Please stop. "I begged, fearful for her and myself.

"Hold your tongue or there will be consequences." his words left my lips sealed as I shook tears streaming down where I sat.

"If you don't follow my orders she gets as many whips on her back as she can take before passing out." He continued while moving around the young girl who was full on crying now while his eyes never left mine. His gaze was serious.

"If you fight back, or run away or whatever else I will give her the gruesome death I promised earlier. Now is everyone clear on what is to happen or do I have to demonstrate again?" I shook my head so hard I thought my neck would snap. He flipped his hand and the girl walked out and closed the door behind her. His smile made me sick to my stomach, I could see the pleasure he derived from seeing me in such pain. He fed off it, his own twisted fetish. I watched as he stalked towards me with nothing to do but wait for my fate, his feet barely touching the ground making no sound at all.

"As of now I will take you on this bed. You will not fight me. You will not try to escape." I could barely hear his words from my pounding heart, my screaming body and my mind having had a brain attack from all that I was hearing. "When we're done, you'll take a shower, dress up real pretty for me, and then you'll go eat downstairs, got it?"

I tried to calm down but my body shook as his mouth found its way onto my neck only to lick the blood away with a scream tearing through me, it being so loud that I swear the roof shook.

"Tsk tsk tsk, don't test me." Every hint of warmth left his voice and it left me paralysed as he pushed my body down to the mattress with his hard chest. I closed my eyes not wanting to see what he was doing yet in my head it was as clear as day with his rough hands roughly grabbing my ass then moving to my breast leaving them sore from being brutally handled. I couldn't help the tears, couldn't help my violently shaking body but with each whimper I could feel his cock growing larger and larger where it pocked me on my lower body making it known that it was out to play. He didn't mind the fact that I barely moved an inch, he didn't seem to mind that he was basically making out with a corpse, it seemed to excite him even more, feeding fire to his kisses as they became harsher and faster.

The weight from my torso was lifted away and finally I could breath, some part of me hoped he was leaving, discouraged, but I knew that would never happen. This was going to happen whether I liked it or not. In my mind I kept telling myself to relax, kept chanting that it would not hurt so much if my body just relaxed, told myself to imagine as if I was having sex with someone hot and famous so I could get wet and make things easier but that was only in my head. I could not stop myself from fearing such intense fear it suffocated me, I could not stop my heart from beating so hard it started aching. I could not stop my body from shaking nor for my mind to already conjure images of how painful it would be.

My top was suddenly ripped off leaving me bare as my arms automatically to cover up my breast, my underwear was next as more and more tears flood down my face it being so real, it being clearly real. The weight was placed back on his clothes having gone as he positioned himself to enter but I could not stand still, I could not let it just happen, I could not hold my tongue as a scream tore through me, I did not stop screaming but letting everything, al, the pain out, screaming so loud I could feel my cords vibrate to the intensity that they burned.

The weight was lifted off me again causing me to stop screaming folding my body and shielding it from the cruelty of this monster. Tears blinded me as I bawled my eyes out pain tearing through me as if my body had been cut into two halves. It was a loud cry that had me jolting up in the messy bed as the girl that had been here before stood up from the floor shaking as much as I was while the monster struck her again sending her back to the floor. She got up immediately only to be struck down again and again the slap so hard it echoed all over the room sending a chill down my body. I slipped onto the floor into a kneel, trying to beg for him to stop but he was not joking this time, there was no smile nor hint of amusement as he struck her over and over again.

"Get up!" he shouted, the girl laying on the floor not being able to get up coughing loads and loads of blood.

"Please no, hit me, please hit me. I'm the one who screamed, please hit me." I shouted but he spared me not even a glance as the girl staggered up stumbling as she heaved not being able to catch her breath while coughing over and over again but the beast did not care, he wanted to show how he hated being disrespected and the poor girl was here to pay. He slapped her ones, twice and the last sending the girl to lay unconscious in the cold hard floor, her body pale with chest barely rising and falling. He walked over her, his chest and hands covered in blood as he stalked towards me. I was ready, I had seen and learned and I would never again make the same mistake twice.

His hand grabbed my hair as he pulled me up throwing me to the bed where I bounced with him turning me around blood smudging all over my body as he crawled in between my widely opened shaking legs. I turned my head to the side not wanting to look and his monstrosity but a finger pushed my head back where my eyes were met with a cold and evil stare that had a tear escape my eyes rolling down my cheek.

He looked right at me as he drove in pain exploding moving in waves all over my body leaving my toes curled him daring me to even whimper so he would bring another girl and teach me again. I held it all in, his eyes not showing any sign of remorse or sympathy as he pounded in letting me k now that he was angry. He tore through me, his cock rummaging without a care in the world. More force was put in as he drove deeper and harder tearing me apart. There was no way I could survive this, there was no way I could take so much pain. His hand went to my neck where he squeezed choking the life out of me only to let go as my eyes were about to roll back then do it again.

My tears choked me along with his hands as I tried to pry them away with my own but that seemed to get him the adrenaline to pump even harder as the pain left me paralysed, my arms falling to my sides as it felt like my soul was constantly being ripped over and over again from my body. I bit my tongue so hard blood filled my mouth making me turn to spill it out of my mouth along with saliva. It was like he was hammering a nail going over and over again with more determination than before. This thrusts became faster and harder suddenly too much for me to handle.

"Pleas...e." I begged my body shaking so bad, so cold as if it had suddenly been thrown under a frozen lake. My pleas fuelled him as he pumped each thrust lasting longer than the last nailing it in as he groaned spilling his seed in only to collapse and roll to my side automatically pulling out of me his eyes closed as he had just took his shot and it seemed to leave him in a high he had never reached before.

It was two hours later where I sat on the bed that had been stripped of all the sheets to be washed as they were covered in my own blood and that of the young girl. My heart clenched at the thought of her, I had caused her pain and I would never forgive myself for that. This was my life now, I had to accept that so no other people would get hurt because of me but that was easier said than doen. How could you accept such a cruel fate and cruel life? I wish I could say my tears had run out but I wiped one that had escaped rolling down my cheek. The pain did not go away, it stayed there as a reminder of my new life here and my job, he had said as I asked for painkillers. I could not walk, bathing had been a torture. I had stood there washing away my blood while staring at my colourful body that had been made to be a canvas for him to play with.

A knock pulled me from my thoughts.

"Come in," my voice was raspy, it being painful to even utter a word. A young lady walked in the room with her head cast down.

"Sorry Ma'am but you have been ordered to go downstairs to eat." She said then turned to leave but my words had her halting and turning back to me.

"Can you please bring it up here, I am not too well." I said.

"We can't ma'am, you have been ordered to go downstairs." She answered nearly making me laugh as his cruelty did not seize to amaze me. He knew perfectly well I was in pain not being able to walk yet he still wanted to drag me across the house for everyone to see. I nodded flinching as the pain shoot through with me standing up nearly falling. I walked behind the girl who now walked slowly seeing and knowing why I was taking so long. We walked out the room as she led me to an elevator I did not know was there, getting inside the door closed with my guard having walked in. The doors opened revealing an empty space filled with lights, there were white walls and white sparkling tiles people who assumed were the help moving around carrying this and that while the guards stood a few metres away from each other carrying guns. I took a deep breath and walking out following the girl as I got stares from all those were around knowing exactly what they were thinking.

We passed the open living room it was massive, with light just pouring in from the glass doors all around. Everything was white from the carpet to the couch, and the TV stand. Only the cushions were gold. At each corner were flowers, blooming with the sun. There was a huge garden, flowers of all colours, from roses to lilies to flowers you couldn't find anywhere. Continuing, we walked past the humongous public pool. The dining room soon came into view making me freeze in my step, fear gripping me as I swallowed looking at the men that just tore me apart two hours ago. He sat at the end of the long, shiny, chocolate, table which was filled with all kinds of food. The only furniture in the room was the table and about thirty chairs surrounding it.

I blinked the tears away causing me to quietly take steps back hitting something hard.

"Ouch," I said out before gasping and placing a hand over my mouth.

The monster's attention snapped to me before turning to concentrate on his food. I looked from left to right not knowing what to do but not being able to bare this, not being able to look at him as if everything was okay. My chest was closing in on me and I just couldn't so I turned around and ran from the room not minding the pain that tore through my body as I made my way out.

After an hour of a sore stomach, I went back down to find the dining room empty, so I sat down and ate my cold breakfast. Finishing my breakfast, I walked outside leaving my slippers by the door and walking bare footed.

The house was big, a guard or two standing at each corner. Some were on the roof, while others stood by the gate. There was no way out of here even if I wanted to escape it would only get myself and that girl killed. I stared looking at the cameras that moved around every now and then. I was going to die here, that was for sure or he was going to pimp me out. Sitting on the grass, I stared at the partially covered sky. It was a bit nippy, but thanks to my sweater, I was warm. After all this time, the guard was still trailing me.

After sometime, I went looking for the brunette and found her hanging some cloths at the back of the house.

"Can I help you," I asked, startling her. She jumped, placing her hand over her chest.

"Oohh miss, you are awake."

"Yes, and please, call me Harley."

"Sorry ma'am but I can't," she said shyly.

"Okay... Can I at least help you?" Honestly, I knew nothing about hanging cloths, but it looked simple.

"Okay," she said handing me a shirt.

Studying it I hung it by the arm, causing her to laugh out loud and take it down.

"What?" I asked her, honestly confused.

"Nothing miss, please just let me do it." She said back.

"Okay, what is your name? If I may ask?"

"It's Ruby," she said.