Alphas Abused Mate

The last time

Bridget POV

I opened my eyes to the brightness seeping through my mini blinds. Of course today I would sleep past my alarm. As I tossed the covers back, I’m hit with the overwhelming sense that someone is in the room with me. It’s almost like I can smell something. It smells like vanilla and chamomile.

“Hello?” I call out. “Come on, if anyone’s there just out with it so I can get to work before Paula figures out I’m late!”

No one answers, so I must just still be buzzed from last night.

Last night, oh my god! For the first time I’m aware of the pain, the soreness all over my body and the wetness I feel on my thighs. I stand up, unable to keep my stomach from doing flips, finally remembering all of the events from last night. It’s never gone that far before. She’s never allowed them to go that far. I run to my bucket, which is my toilet, trash can, and stool, and everything from last night comes out swiftly. I immediately jump back up and get dressed and roll my sleeping bag up into the corner. (Since I hit the old bastard she set me up with last month in the balls, I’ve been downgraded to a sleeping bag, bucket and my cell phone so I can get the meeting times from Paula.)

Paula is the head of the orphanage I’ve been living at for the better part of the last 15 years. She took over for Steph after the state made cuts to the budget a few years back and let her go. Paula hates me, and I’m still unsure what I could have done, it’s like she came into the role knowing I was here and that she had to make my life a living hell.

I’m the oldest in the orphanage now, aging out of the system the day after tomorrow. I have saved up some money to at least feed myself for the first few days after I’m released on my own, but I work for Paula..day and night.

During the day I’m essentially an underpaid maid as I scrub the entire house. Top to bottom. Bedrooms, bathrooms, hallways. The only room I’m not allowed to entire is the kitchen. She’s afraid I’ll get more than the one sandwich per day she pays me to have if I’m made to clean there. As soon as I’m done the cleaning I am in charge of the bathing of the younger kids, and I take that time to wash myself stealthily.

At night I service different men, in different ways. Most of the time it’s light petting, occasionally a blowjob. They’ve never been allowed more. Paula’s always said she didn’t want them catching anything from me. Last night was the first time she’s ever left me completely alone.

As I’m scrubbing the first of the bathrooms on this floor, I’m reliving last night, trying to see where I could have ran away or done anything to have avoided it.

He met us downstairs in the foyer. I was wearing a jacket that hit my knees, and a pair of shorts that probably couldn’t be considered shorts anymore. Something felt off, but after the 30 lashings I got the last time I tried to avoid one of them, I just stood there counting the tiles on the floor. 43. 43 tiles.

The next thing I know I’m being lead out the door, and into his vehicle. I looked back panicked but the door is already shut and the lights off. He throws me onto the cold leather seat, and my head smashes against the other door. I expected him to get in behind me, when he opened the drivers door and got in, driving off.

“Drink this. The alpha will want you to be a bit more..agreeable when we get there.” He says softly handing me an unmarked bottle with a gold liquid inside that tasted sweet. “Don’t worry sweetheart, I’ll drive you back when he’s finished and maybe I’ll give you some dessert” he winks at me.

“Wha-who-what do y-y-you mean” was the last thing I said before sleep overcame me. When I awoke I was being carried by the man from the car. I couldn’t move. I tried to speak but realized my mouth was numb and no sound would come.

I must have closed my eyes again, the next thing I remember was a large man, laughing as he stood up from between my thighs. I swear it looked like his eyes were all black, but it could have been the mystery drink.

“Oh, you woke up! I was getting bored while you were asleep, I was about to let my driver have his way with you while I found someone a bit more lively.” He grabbed me by my throat and I’m all too aware of my naked body being pressed against the wall.

He pinned me to the wall with one hand. I don’t know how but with the other hand he tied my wrists up to a ring coming out of the ceiling.

He spent hours torturing me. At one point in time he invited 3 other men in. One was around my age and looked extremely uncomfortable with what was happening before his eyes glazed over and he left the room quietly. By the time I was thrown back onto the leather seat every inch of my body had been ravaged by those pigs.

Shivering I snap back to today just in time to hear the clicking of heels coming towards me.

“Bridget bee! Oh honey you did me good last night. Too bad they ruined you. Now you have no way to support yourself once you’re gone from here!” She laughs in my face, a twinkle in her eye. “Speaking of which! You do know that last night was the last you’d be allowed here? That’s why I gave you to Arthur for a discount last night. He’s been waiting for me to have a girl I’d allow him to have his way with, the last one didn’t make it home and it turned into a big mess.”

I didn’t even bother getting angry at her. There was no use. After this I’d never see her again. But where would I go? I have nothing…unless my folder held some big secrets I had no family left and aside from my night activities I haven’t been allowed out of the orphanage since the last foster family returned me.

The rest of the day went by in a blur. I still had the nagging feeling I was being watched but Everytime I turned around there was no one there. Come dinner time I heard a commotion in the front office and I stood against the hallway door and listened to the arguing happening, and I could have sworn they were arguing about me..