5 years a slave

Chapter 5

I gulped trying to get as much air inside me as possible, I felt so exposed and this robe did nothing for me, I could see the hunger, lust, and anger, finally when I meet his eyes, he looked down at me, his eyes glistened with cunningness.

I shivered involuntarily, standing before him, he took in every inch of me, I had stopped bucking and wiggling because I have worn myself out for the last 30 minutes with all my power to try to get some control over the situation, but I ended up being slammed back into the hard-cold table.

The robe was loose, hanging off my shoulders, my skin looked pale compared to the grey fluffy robe, my n*****s were hard underneath, Doctor Edward sniffed deeply through his nose making a show that he was smelling the air 'I can smell your arousal, you desperate f*****g slut, you’re not a virgin' he claimed, gripping my arms tighter bringing me closer to him 'are you?!!?' he snarled.

His skilful hand removed my robe with swift movement, now I was exposed, he could see every inch of my body, I tried covering myself up but his iron grip held both my hands at bay, he seemed delighted with the marks he had already left on me with the way he traced them with a finger while licking his lips slowly, I watched the way his strong powerful tongue wettened his low lip and how the it shimmered into the light.

He drank the sight of me in, with a low dangerous voice he commanded 'bend over the f*****g table and don't move'.

My muscles ached which I assumed was from being repeatedly pushed and smashed onto the table, however, there was an ache that pooled inside my stomach it seemed to travelled between my legs making me feel the wetness between my thighs, there was a throbbing sensation from my c******s which was painfully aching for my touch, begging me to pleasure myself.

Swiftly doctor Edwards removed the rope from my robe and tied the rope around my hands securing them together then securing them to the table leg. I was pinned down and I realised I could not move my upper body only my lower......

I twisted trying to see him, but my head could only move so far........

fuck

I heard the clinking of something metal along with a whooshing sound, I freeze suddenly frozen to the table, I tried slowing my breathing knowing he was watching my every move, he waited for a few more seconds for me to calm down before moving forward.

I could hear and feel both our breaths they were hot and heavy but as I begin to relax a moment later I wailed from pain, I scream again as metal slammed against my arse biting into my skin it was cold and heavy, another blow hits my right arse cheek, screaming from the pain I felt my tears trickling down my face onto the glass table, I watched them pool as another blow hits my back.

Another blow after another, hitting my back, hips, both ass cheeks, the torture carried on and on for what seemed like forever, I screamed with every blow and pleaded through salty tears begging for the end, but the responds I received was hearing his breathing loud and harsh against my ear.

'Doc............. John I-I-I don't k-k-know how much more I can-' I couldn't finish my sentence, the hard metal whipped my throbbing c**t making me moan out loud, he again whipped my sensitive c**t , the touch of the belt soothed a small part of my urges, another moan escaped as the leather slaps my p***y, both pain and pleasure mixed together.

my mind felt numb........

I spread my legs wider wanting the leather to touch me again, to ease the tension inside of me, the powerful sting thrashed against my p***y, making the pleasure I was feeling noticeable with the wetness now covering my p***y but that wetness grew with the thrashes to my arsehole making my whole body tense up, the shock and pleasure seemed to make me tense each time.

The sudden stopping of the thrashed made me groan, I was thankful and upset, my body ached for pleasure while my arse and back throbbed from the brutality that has just occurred.

'Actions have consequences you dirty w***e, don't f*****g underestimate me!' he breathed deeply between words as if he had been the one who was whipped and had been beaten with a belt, shame roared all over my body.

The drop of the belt from his hand made a loud clinking sound on the floor, I try to turn to see the man that did this, but the rope around my hands was now tighter than before restricting me to see what was happening, excitement warred with uneasiness filled my body but he didn't make a move to release me.

'Doctor-' before I could continue, he interrupted me, his voice huskier than before 'little girl call me daddy' I cringe to myself, daddy? who wants to be called daddy, he must have seen my awkward cringe as he explains ‘Since your so f*****g young call me daddy'

hmmmmmm

I cough clearing my throat trying to sound assertive 'daddy' I hesitate not wanting another punishment 'I don't want this'

Within a flash, the hard leather whipped my p***y making me moan again. however, my body screamed for rest, to my surprise, he shoved the end of the leather belt into my mouth, I could taste the leather but also the sweet juices of my own p***y, it was portraying me.

'Little liar, you think I can't tell when a woman wants me buried deep inside her' he flipped me over on the table, pain surged through my body from my back and bare arse but soon eased from the cool table beneath soothing the pain, he eased back studying my face, I swallowed and began panting under his intense gaze, not wanting to look at him anymore so I turn my attention to the ceiling.

Hearing him cough, I turn my attention back to his perverted gaze, he wasn't wearing a shirt, I nearly moaned to behold his bare chest, packed with rigid slabs of muscle, I flush averting my gaze again, but he spoke ' just when I thought you were shameless’

'I DONT WANT THIS PLEASE!' I was historically screaming now ' YOU HAVE BEEN AT HIS FOR WHAT SEEMS LIKE HOURS!' I pause panting for breath 'WHAT ARE YOU EVEN DOING?'

He didn't seem irritated by my screaming instead he was calm, relishing in my panic it seemed ‘watching you and getting harder and harder by the heartbeat'

The throbbing now roared between my thighs

'Spread your thighs' he commanded rising above me, it seemed my c**t was under the influence of him as I tentatively opened my legs while my brain screamed no. He positioned himself between them not satisfied with the position of my legs he then yanked them more open greedily, my naked breasts quivered before his predatory gaze.

I was bear and defenceless, his behaviour was making me nervous, I tried to not speak, he started his s****l torture nipping and kissing the bruises on each thigh making sure I could feel the slight pain from the bruise but the pleasure from his mouth, when his fingers almost touched my c**t, I wanted to explode but he stroked my folds slowly peeling them open, delight covered his face once he saw my arousal.

I choked back a moan, my arse was on fire and my breast was swollen from his pinching earlier, he was teasing my pussy.... with one hand on my hardened left breast another on my p***y he explored with his finger, feeling everything along with my arse hole.

A slow intense finger rubbed my c******s making a throb shatter through my whole body again and again as he started his slow circular motion, tension grew inside me wanting more.

More, more, more my body was screaming.

His slow circles and soft touch kept me on the edge but not enough to take me over, I could feel his smirk against my legs as I arched my back hoping to gain some pressure....it did not work.

'What are you doing to me' I sounded more breathless then I wanted but my irritation grew stronger, hunger wanting its release, his reply was nothing short of unexpected 'Sexually torturing you for being a bad girl' he tightened his grip on my breast making me moan louder.

A cry broke from my lips as I felt his finger being replaced with his tongue on my c**t, I was panting with distress as his long thick finger entered me, stretching me, his tongue started to move more quickly.

I was so close.......

'Ask daddy to make you c*m' he murmured into my p***y, I Hated him but for some reason my arousal was so high I felt like I was on a different level ............I needed this release I needed this, my body roared.

‘D-d-daddy' I was panting so hard my chest was moving up and down to the beat of his tongue 'daddy please' was all I could manage but he seemed pleased with my effort, he lifted my arse up off the table and with a harsh clap his tongue swirled and twisted on my c**t pushing me over the edge, my orgasm ripped through me violently, scorching, startling, melting me as waves of pleasure contracted my p***y, clenching inside too hard to the smooth finger inside.

My release was so intense two tears spilled down my temples, he suddenly moved his mouth to my n*****s, he sucked, pulled and pinched, the waves of pleasure returned, my core convulsing.

rapture.................

I was spent, releasing my body he moved a step back observing me, my body was satisfied and pleased after I finished panting to my delighted he moved back between my legs but this time he stretched my p***y hole opening and examined me, sweat coated my body but the rebuilding orgasm began as he investigated my p***y.

you can't lose your virginity to a finger, can you?......

's**t' was the only thing he said before staggering back, it seemed he was trying to wrap his head around the fact that I was indeed a virgin.

'Rosa' He shouted, in a heartbeat she was there, studying the situation, her eyes were wide with an emotion I could not suss out through my droopy eyes, but she spoke loud and clear as if about to argue with him 'ella es un bebe'

'I don't speak f*****g Spanish you stupid b***h' he growled, with a loud thud, skin to skin. I could tell he slapped her; his breath was ragged slightly again.........

'Get Ready' he said to her before she disappeared again slipping through the door, with one last look at me, he left me tied to the table.

The pounding, screaming and moaning there was no doubt in my mind what he was doing to Rosa, the way she screamed it was in agony, the way she moaned was in pure pleasure, but I was glad the attention was taken away from Me.

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I didn't realize I fell asleep till Rosa woke me, she untied my arms, leaving me to now gulp at my marks around my waist. she kept muttering in Spanish, I couldn't quite make out the words, but I could see her Grimm face was set.

she was angry.

Handing me a towel I accepted greedily but I was afraid her anger was with me so I kept my head looking down to the floor hoping she would forgive me, she led me to a bathroom with a bath filled with warm water and bubbles, without any words between us she lowered me into the bath and with a hiss of pain I relaxed as she washed my body and hair.

Usually, I would hate this contact with another woman especially with a stranger, however, I was to overwhelm with this surreal situation, I allowed her to pamper me, she treated me like a child, singing sweet lullabies and softly rubbing my back.

Sob after sob rolled down my cheeks and I didn't realize I was hysterical till I was in a comfy bed with Rosa spooning me whispering softly 'everything will be ok' in her thick Spanish accent, it had been hours since he left us, he walked out the door with a slam, I have been washed, given ointment for my arse and along with a back rub, a sandwich and now in bed.

I had no strength...........

Speaking in Spanish I asked slowly 'how long have you been here' I couldn't help choking asking this question, I needed hope. she stopped her soothing for a long moment before answering 'I have been here for 6 years' I processed the information with fear now gripping my throat and body it ran through me at the thought of me being here for years.

'wife?'

I couldn't ask the full question, I couldn't ask if she was his wife I don't know if I wanted to know the full truth about this man, but Rosa let out a long deep breath before commenting 'no but I knew his wife'

knew? as in his wife is dead or as he kidnapped her like he had me, I make myself turn so I am facing Rosa, her eyes were shiny, they were not shining with happiness but with sadness I bite my lip hard, trying to control my own now damp eyes.

'His wife died, and I have been here since I was her friend, she was Spanish like me and when he took me' she paused looking past me like she was gazing into the past the past that brought her here 'I though, it was…."

she signed "I thought we fell in love' she huffed but now she held my gaze I waved my hand asking her to continue this awfully personal tale, she did.