Silence fell on the room like a blanket, but deep within , it felt like a volcano was about to erupt, my fingers trembled, my face turning red with invisible smoke fuming out of my ears. ’Did he just call a skeleton doing a butterfly dance?’
I bite my lower lips to stop myself from snapping back at him. Suddenly, my spine straightened when I heard a growl reverberating in his chest.
"Stop biting your lips, except you want to teach you a serious lesson." his hoarse voice, warmly brushed against my face like a light feather.
I stop, releasing my lips from the captivity of my teeth, before looking at his chest, two buttons of his shirt were left unbuttoned, showcasing his well toned skin.
I let out a nervous laugh, "Master..." I began, "since I look like a skeleton, why don’t you let rest tonight?" I tried my luck one more ti.
But my heart skipped a beat when he suddenly drew closer to , his gaze darkened, his face brushing past mine as he whispered into my ears. "I really need to teach you how to be a good pet." strangely, his words sent a jolt of tinglish sensation down my spine, my body shiver, but it wasn’t out of fear.
’Idiot, you better not react to him, not only is he a dumbass who bought you but he is a FREAKING PSYCHOPATH.’ my mind scread at .
My body froze against the wall, as he pulled away from , wearing a devilish smirk that I wanted to wipe off his face so badly. Suddenly, I felt cold from his absence, but my heart still has not gone back to its normal rhythm. I watched his retreating figure walking confidently to the bed, the sheets deepened under his weight.
I was grateful that he had gone away from , now I can breathe, but unfortunately it didn’t remain like that for long, as he called over with his finger. I shut my eyes, crying inwardly, but who am I to disobey him? I thought I could handle him before, but when he showed what he was capable of doing, I have no more faith in myself anymore.
Slowly, I made my way to him, my eyes wandered around, apart from his face.
"Take off my shoe," he ordered, raising his leg slightly up.
I swallowed, before nodding my head, my knees thudding against the hard cold floor, I gently raised his leg, before loosening the lace off his shoe, then I removed the shoe as gently as I could. ’Pull his leg hard, or press the shoe harder against his feet, let him know how you have handled stubborn n like him. How dare he order you to remove his shoes, he has no idea who you are!’ I vented inwardly.
I almost had a heart attack when I raised my head to look at him, my face was only a few inches from touching his, I never noticed he had bent lower, staring at . My hand flew to my chest, as if it would be able to calm my frightened heart.
I pulled back slightly, "I’m done master." I stamred.
"My shirt," ca his curt voice, his eyes dancing with amusent.
At that mont, I hesitated, wondering if this is how I was going to be nothing but a breeder? I can’t let that happen, I knew right then that I had to find a way to escape from his grip tonight. But how can I outsmart him?
Swallowing, my shaky hands reached for his buttons, as my little fra stood between his thigh, I blinked my eyes as I tried to focus on the task at hand, but I couldn’t stop myself from trembling like a leaf in front of him, and the fact that his gaze was fixated on my every movent didn’t help the issue.
’Co on, I can do this... I have done it nurous tis with different n, but why the hell am I acting as if this is my first ti stripping a man off his clothes... Why am I so clumsy?’ I ranted inwardly as my slender fingers fidgeted with buttons, taking longer to unbutton.
After years of strenuous trial, I finally managed to unbutton his shirt, seeing the job was done, I wiped the sweat off my face with my sleeve.
"That took longer than expected." Damon mused.
"Forgive master for my shortcomings." I said, my voice getting lower.
"Now it is ti for your punishnt."
My face turned paler at his words, I was too overwheld with terror to move. His lips curved into a satisfied smirk as he watched tremble under his gaze, it was like he was enjoying every bit of my discomfort.
"Please... Master," my lips parted, quivering at every breath I took. "Please... have rcy upon for today." I begged. In as much as I wanted to show him that I could be stubborn, playing to the tune of his ego might be the best way of getting out of this.
"Ember I can’t, rcy is not in my book." he said coldly.
Tears began to pour down my face seamlessly, like a dam had just been opened. "Master... I can’t serve you in bed tonight... My body hasn’t healed from the wounds I got before, I don’t want to ruin your sight." I said, panicking.
Damon leisurely rested on his elbow, which caused the bed to deepen. I saw anger flickering through his eyes, but he quickly masked it with his cold look.
"I know you can’t take now, you are too weak." he said with a click of his tongue, showing his distaste. "If I lay with you now, you might snap into thousands of broken bones underneath ." he deadpanned. "What I ant was for you to fan to sleep, it seems like you got the wrong idea."
My eyes widened, before I burst out in tears, I couldn’t believe that he had been playing with all this while... I almost died of a heart attack, how could he be so insensible?
He pushed himself up from the bed, his fra towering over . "You must be hungry," he said, caressing my head. "You need your strength to do your work effectively." his eyes glinted with mischief.
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