Intercepted

8

It was already night when they reached his room. He motioned her towards the washroom and undressed. 

Sarah removed her clothes, started the hot water and began washing; she was all dirtied in the mud and moss of the jungle.

Suddenly Zakariah entered the washroom and pulled her arm, her back was against his chest.

Her heart skipped a beat in anticipation and fear.

She tried to turn, but he kept her still by tightening his hold over her waist. She stopped struggling and waited, for his next move with a fluttering heart and quivering body.

His hands began moving all over her body, like a true master, as if he owned her body and soul. He moved his hands over her hips to her v****a and marveled in the perfection, which was his now.

His inserted his thick fingers inside her swollen folds and began rubbing her c**t. He was kneading her breasts with another, while his lips were on her neck in a passionate smooch, biting and sucking it, as he was determined to mark her his. Whenever she look in mirror, she should be reminded of him!

His assaults had wounded her, but still her traitorous body gave in to his ministrations. The same unwanted feelings began developing inside her, she hated herself for finding pleasure with him.

Seeing her moaning, and writhing in pleasure, he increased his speed, testing her limits. He inserted two fingers inside her, while his thumb rubbed her nub. She gasped by his sudden invasion of her private parts and tried to remove his hand from her s*x. But it only resulted in his hold getting tighter and speed faster. 

'Please...', she huffed, unsure if that was a plea to stop or request to go faster. He took it to be latter, and continued. 

Soon he felt her body convulsing as she cummed on his fingers, he turned her to kiss her mouth in a full kiss until she was breathless.

'I WILL KILL YOU if you ever tried that stunt again,' he whispered against her ear, and looked deep in her eyes, telling that they weren't empty threats.

She was stunned! How could he say those words, right after sharing such intimate moments. 

But when she looked into his eyes, she knew that he was not lying.

She nodded silently and lowered her eyes.

She was just trying to get a hold on herself when he pulled her towards him again.

He was hard for her again, and he began rubbing his rod over her s*x, smearing it with her overflowing juices. 

'Please, Zakariah...Give me some time', she requested with tired eyes. 

Without giving any ear to her words, he grabbed her ass by both his hands and pulled her towards him. He positioned himself over her vagins with one hand and pushed himself inside her with one swift stroke, earning a loud gasp from her. He pushed her body until it rested against the wall; he lifted one of her leg and rammed inside her deeper. His eyes were hard and emotionless, his jaw clenched. He was looking hard at her, while he f****d her mercilessly,  uncaring of her discomfort or pain.

He was like an angry bull, ravishing everything in his path.

'Mm..pl..please its hurting ', she said with tearful eyes, trying to push him away. 

She felt being used in every possible way by this man, which was too much for her self esteem. But her voice still came out as a plea for mercy.

'Kitten, trust me, you are not hurting yet !!', with that he held her wrists and thrust again, harder than before. 

He took her lips in a passionate kiss again, while pushing himself deeper inside her. Her tears were washed away from the hot water from above them, and her protests got lost in his mouth. 

Sarah lost track of time for how long he f****d her inside the washroom, but her legs began aching, and p***y was already numb, when he came inside her. She was panting in his arms  and drowsy at the end of it. 

After cleaning her, he dried her with his towel and brought her back to bed. He made her to put on his shirt  and left her legs naked. Carefully,  he laid her on his bed and brought food for her.

His kitten needs good food, to survive him. 

She was too weak to protest anymore. 

His relentless s****l drive has taken its toll on her already fragile body.

Zakariah fed her small bites and put her to bed.

It was almost morning and she finally drifted away into a deep slumber.

********

Next morning, Zakariah woke her up after getting ready. 

His guard had already brought their breakfast. 

He asked her to set the table.

She was still sulking but defying him would further aggravate her problems, she decided to comply and did as told.

She sat with lowered eyes and waited for him.

She didn't want to look into his ' always hungry for s*x' eyes, as her insides were still sore. 

Zakariah filled her a plate full of food and he began to feed her.

'I will eat myself... ', she said slowly. 

He ignored her words.

'I want you to last longer with me ', he said while looking into her brown eyes. 'So eat ' 

She blushed a shade deeper and ate from his hands.

He slowly and patiently fed her the whole plate. After finishing the food, he asked her to clean the dishes. 

He told her about her other duties as a slave. Apart from cleaning the apartment and washing his clothes, she wasn't assigned any other task. 

Of course, satisfying him in bed, was her most important duty. 

He didn't expect her to cook as they had an army mess.

Before leaving, he locked her inside and left. 

Sarah released a deep sigh and closed her eyes. How is she going to cope up with this overbearing man and this life !! Is this her future!! She almost close to bursting into tears.

The embassy!! 

I should call them again, but how ?? 

Her mobile and purse were left that day at 'rebels' place and she had no idea where they were anymore. 

She was too tired to think any more, and she drifted off to sleep again.

**********

It was evening already when he opened the door and entered. 

Whatever tasks he told her to do, none was done. The room was unclean and the dishes were dirty. 

And she was still sleeping! 

He felt his temper rising. He yanked the sheets away from her body, causing her to wake up with a jolt. She was surprised by this sudden attack. She looked up to find him glaring at her with hard eyes. 

'Wh..what happened ??,' she asked in a hoarse voice, her face was flushed due to the heat inside the blanket. 

His shirt only covered her top, ; herhighs were still exposed. She looked very desirable, with her dishevelled hair, a flushed face and wide surprised eyes. He instantly felt himself getting hard, but it was not the right time. His kitten need to learn a few lessons first.

He cleared his throat and pointed towards the dirty dishes. 

Sarah reealized her mistake and quickly left the bed.

'Ohh...I..am sorry, I will clean them right away ', she got up fast and started collecting them. She didn't want to make him upset again.

How could she sleep off like that, she thought to herself. 

After cleaning the dishes, she began cleaning the room. She was aware that he was observing her all this time.

She has never done the household work before, finding it non-rewarding and a time waste.

She used to make do with whatever was handy and readily available before. But today, she was trying to do it as best as she could. He just needed a small excuse to punish her, she was very well aware of that.

Zakariah could figure out her inexperience by observing the way she was handling things and her speed.

' Hopefully, she adjusts faster, ; Im not sure for how long I will be able to remain patient and forgiving', he thought to himself.

After an hour or so, she finally managed to finish her tasks. Zakariah was sitting on a chair and observing her, with his hands folded over his chest and hooded eyes. His features were stern.

He flicked his fingers at her and gestured her to come near, while he lighted a cigar. 

Sarah came and stood near him, ; her hands were fidgeting and entwined with each other. 

'Come near,' he said.

She inched ahead. He looked at her with a hard stare. 

' He seemed angry about something. Did I upset him ?' She thought.

'You have never done those chores before!!', he said.

She gulped, was it that obvious !!

'Nn..no, but I will learn fast ', she assured him.

'Remove your clothes,' his deep voice resonated.

Sarah was still tired from the morning.

'Please .....', she tried to reason. 

'Don't make me repeat my words, I might lose my patience sooner ', he warned her, anger laced every word he spoke. 

She removed his shirt w,hich she wore, she was completely naked under it. She stood there, ; herands were giving away her anxious state.

'Put your hands behind your back ', he commanded her further. 

She did as he asked. 

Her breasts were enhanced more due to this position and seeing him staring at them, made her more conscious and embarrassed of her nakedness. 

He discarded the remaining cigar and stood up.

She moved a few steps away from him, ; heinally stood towering over her and held her in his arms. His hands reached over her hips, ; hearessed them slowly while looking into her eyes and handcuffed her wrists.

'Whhaat..what ... is this ? ', she was scared, her eyes widened in shock. 

He left her standing there and returned to his seat.

He stared at her, for some more time and finally said,

'I think you have still not rerealisedhe gravity of the situation you are in! Let me elaborate it in more detail.'

First of all, you must call me, Master, like guards and other servants.'

'Repeat '

'Mm..aster ', all these things were new her. She was suddenly thrown back into medieval ages.

'A slave should try to keep the master happy all the times. And you must be conscious all times, of not upsetting me, as the outcome won't be favourable for you ', he warned her.

'You are no longer.... a doctor, so ....stop thinking that you are anything but...... my slave ', he said while looking into her eyes, observing her for any protests or reaction.

She was taken aback by his words and shot her eyes at him. Her forehead frowned a,nd her eyes held anger!

' See ..... 5 minutes into the conversation .... and ....you have already forgotten your identity as a slave !' He chuckled while lightening another cigar.

'What..what do you mean ?', she asked abit sharply than intended.

'Well... I think you need a constant reminder of your new identity ', he said while circling arr. 

'Please ...I don't need that...I will remember it ', she was afraid of whatever he has thought of doing with her. 

'Oh..but I think you are one of those people who need that most...you have enjoyed too much of freedom and independence in your life ', he commented dryly. 

With that he started a small fire in an earthen pot, he took out a metal plate and began heating it. 

When she rerealisedhat he intended to do with her, Sarah was shocked out of fear and moved away from him.

'Please... I will do what you say, ; youon't have to do this....please..' she was still moving away from him desperately.

'Please I, am sorry...if I made you upset...I will improve myself ...' she was pleading.

Zakariah was silently making the plate hot..when it was bright red. He stopped and moved towards her.

'Your body belongs to me a,nd I will do whatever I wish with it !', he said with a sadistic smile. 

'Please no...stop ', she was moving back until she couldn't move any further and he cornered her. 

She was in a very vulnerable state right now, standing naked and bound in front of him. 

He pinned her to the wall by his lower body pressed against hers. 

He fixed her upper part by placing his forearm over her neck, just loose enough to let her breath. 

She looked at him with horror and helplessness, ; heryes were full of tears. 

'Please stop....dodon'don'to this please.....', she was crying hard, 'I will do as you say, I promise.. please...don't hurt me more.'

He placed a palm over her mouth to stop her from saying anything more. Her eyes widened more at this action.

She was squirming and struggling under, but his hold was too tight for her, he brought his other hand with the buhotlate and placed it, just above her left breast. 

Her body went stiff with the intense pain, ; sheould smell her burnt skin, her eyes were red with anger and grief.

He could see her veins over her neck and face popping out. 

He took her lips in his mouth to subdue her cries. 

He threw the plate after marking her and deepened his kiss.

Her eyes were closed tight due to the immense pain, he was feeling. Her body was shaking due to her muffled cries. He released his hold and let her breath. 

She sat on the floor and cried more, due to the trauma her mind and body had suffered in his hands.

He opened her handcuffs and wiped her tears with his fingers.

She was hurt and was in unbearable pain. 

She was sobbing and sniffing her nose. She hated him.

He was a cold and cruel man with no feelings, she reached a conclusion. 

He picked her up from the floor and made her sit on the chair. 

'This is just a small reminder, I will not tolerate any disobedience or disrespect from you ', he said sternly. 

'Things can get much worse if you don't adapt fast' he added.

He then opened a First aid kit and began tending to her wound. After cleaning it, he applied antiseptic cream and left it open to heal.

After washing her face and clothing her, he made a plate of food for her and began feeding her. 

Although her appetite had long died, she ate the food he fed her. 

Her eyes shed silent tears, the whole duration he fed her. 

He gave her small sips of water in between the bites, to swallow the food and watched her eating, with stern eyes.

He wiped her mouth and put her to bed.

She never looked at him again.

She was angry, he could tell by her demeanour. He let her be.

He was addicted to her body and liked her presence in his life.

But he was very well aware that she would never accept this life willingly. 

He wanted to give a reminder to her, reminding her constantly to whom she belongs to now..of his ownership. He wanted to brand her his. His property.

He would never let her go. 

He put some pain killers for her on the table and left.

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