Total pages in book: 51
Estimated words: 45971 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 230(@200wpm)___ 184(@250wpm)___ 153(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 45971 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 230(@200wpm)___ 184(@250wpm)___ 153(@300wpm)
“Swallow it.” The look on her face was comical, but the look on mine convinced her that she was better off obeying me. She had a look of utter distaste on her face as she swallowed. “Now that wasn’t so bad was it? Off you go.” She cried all the way to her bed on the floor.
14
Alyssa
* * *
I’ll kill him first chance I get. I didn’t struggle while he chained me up again like the pet he keeps calling me. I was done for the night. Now not only were my tongue and privates hurting, but my ass was on fire.
I never even knew people did such things, or maybe they don’t, maybe just lowly ‘pets’ were subjected to such depraved behavior. I bet he wouldn’t do that to his precious future wife.
The thought hurt worse than I imagined to be thought of as less than this phantom woman he’d mentioned. No doubt she’d be someone beautiful with a great pedigree that he’d treat like precious stone. What do you care? She deserves him the bitch whoever she is.
I tried to ignore him as he moved around the room before getting into bed. I must’ve been really tired by then because my eyes closed and next thing I knew it was morning.
I felt the sun on my face, but I wasn’t lucky enough to be in an alternate universe for those few minutes between sleep and wake. Nope, I came fully awake knowing exactly where I was and how I’d gotten there.
I could give in to feeling sorry for myself but that wouldn’t help. He didn’t care; the man has no soul. I peeped out from beneath my lashes but didn’t see him. Shit! I jumped up, or tried to, but my arms and legs were still bound.
“Good morning pet, did you sleep well?” He came out of whatever dark corner he’d been lurking in and released me, before helping me to my feet. I didn’t answer him because what the hell was there to say? Ass fucker!
“Come let me take care of you.” He reached for me but I evaded his hands. I can’t deal with his brand of crazy this early in the morning. One minute he’s an ass thief and the next he’s Dr. Feel Good. I wish he’d choose one and stick to that shit. I’m getting whiplash from his bullshit.
I ignored him and kept going to the bathroom and his grin made me want to throw something, but I was too sore to go another round with him. Who knows what he’d do to me next. “Can I have some privacy please?” He’d followed me into the bathroom just as I was about to lower my sore ass onto the toilet seat.
“Why would you need that? Your body belongs to me remember?”
I ignored him and peed but only because if I didn’t go I’d wet the damn floor. My tummy growled and my face lit up with embarrassing heat. There he goes pinching his lips together like he’s mad that I’m hungry. I wonder whose idea it was to starve me. Jackass.
“Are you aware that you talk to yourself Alyssa? I’ll thank you not to call me such names. It might be construed as insubordination.” What the hell is he talking about? Whatever! “I need to take a shower.” My tongue still stung a little but the stuff he’d sprayed on it went a long way to making it feel ten times better, and even the piercings between my legs didn’t hurt as much.
He reached into the shower and turned the water on but my relief was short lived when he took his clothes off. “Come, I must see to you or you’ll hurt yourself. Your piercings need special care.”
At the sink where I went to wash my hands, I was finally able to see what he’d done to me in the wall of glass. I looked like a freak. There were two rows of little gold hoops on either side of my kitty and one bigger one in my clit.
He came and stood behind me looking down at what he’d done to me. “When you heal we’re going to have lots of fun with those. Now come along, we’ve got a long day ahead of us.”
I just gave him one good glare but since I wanted breakfast I let him drag me into the shower.
* * *
I was trying really hard to figure him out but it was damn near impossible. For the last few weeks he’s seesawed between treating me like a dress up doll or his little torture toy. Every little thing were grounds for a spanking and I’m pretty sure he had cameras in here because he saw every eye roll and one finger salute I did behind his back.
My plan to get the drop on him wasn’t working out too well, since he was the one who was always ten steps ahead of me. Every morning he’d sit me on his lap and check my piercings before spraying them, and then he’d keep me on his lap while we ate breakfast. I was usually naked for these feedings while he was fully clothed. I got over it by day three.