The Handmaiden Read online Jordan Silver

Categories Genre: BDSM, Dystopia, Erotic, Romance Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 51
Estimated words: 45971 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 230(@200wpm)___ 184(@250wpm)___ 153(@300wpm)
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When I was done I tugged on the chain between the nipple clamps once and walked away. I sat at the table where she could see me and got some work done. The day had gone to shit anyway so might as well.

My mind kept straying to the old man. He hadn’t mentioned her when he showed up at my door but I didn’t trust it. He hasn’t been to this side of the house since I moved back here to help him out, so why now?

I could use a drink but didn’t think it wise with him so near. I needed to keep all my faculties about me. The last time I’d dropped the ball and someone very dear to me had been lost. If I let the monster win again, this time it would be on me.

She’d stopped crying behind me and was just hanging there, hopefully learning how dangerous it was to disobey me in the future and why she should never do that shit again. I had no doubt her spoilt ass would be over my knee again before another week went by.

The girl sure can find trouble. Imagine how much more mischief she can get up to once she’s no longer confined. I can’t wait. If nothing else she’s rather entertaining with the shit she can get up to. I should probably have all the windows painted shut.

I kept my eye on the clock. If I tell her an hour that’s what it means and I try to stick to my word always, as I expect the same of her. When the hour was up I went to release her. It was almost time for lunch since we’d missed our picnic anyway. I took her off the cross and attached the chain to her collar before chaining her to the wall. There were no words said between us.

She laid on the cot on her tummy and whimpered after I removed the gag, but soon moved over to her ass when the clamps proved to be too uncomfortable. She didn’t fare any better on her back since her ass was still on fire from her spanking, so she shifted to her side.

She looked up at me pitifully. Now she’d want me to cosset her and reassure her that she was loved. Instead I removed the clamps from her nipples and walked away, going back to the table with her eyes following my every move.

When lunch came I had the maid take her food over to her and set it down next to her on the floor. This too I know she hates. I took my time enjoying my meal knowing that she watched every morsel pass my lips.

We went on like that all day until it was time for bed. I unhooked her from the wall and walked her to the bathroom to relieve herself and get cleaned up. I made her suck my cock in the shower and came on her tits instead of letting her taste my cum. She didn’t deserve it.

Back in the room I chained her to the wall, removed her ass plug and went to bed.

21

Alyssa

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Princess my ass, he’s a beast. I thought for sure after the conversation we’d had yesterday, and the way he’d been with me this morning, even calling me princess instead of the hated pet, that that meant things had changed between us, in my favor of course. Princess was a long way from pet wasn’t it?

How could he do this after I went out of my way to make him feel better? The unfeeling cad. My ass was still on fire hours later and my tits hurt like hell, but did he care? Tears rolled down my cheeks but I knew they weren’t the earlier angry tears. I felt alone, unwanted, hurt. He hadn’t even kissed me goodnight.

I could make him out on the bed in the dark where he’d turned his back to me, like I wasn’t even there. And what had I done that was so horrible anyway? Certainly he doesn’t expect me to never say no to him, he can’t be serious. What am I a puppet?

But he did warn me time and again that I must indeed obey his every word and the consequences if I didn’t. Still, who the hell whips a princess and chains her up like a dog? But the worse was the shower scene. He didn’t even cum on my face, which he’d once told me was one of his marks of ownership back in the beginning.

I missed him, the idiot. Even though he was just a few feet away, it felt like we were miles apart. If I called out without his permission I’m likely to get more of the same so I kept my lips sealed. I fretted and pouted until fatigue finally set in and I went miserably off to sleep. Tomorrow I’ll do better.


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