s*x Slave

CHAPTER ELEVEN

Eddie’s POV

I trailed my hands down her rough back, biting my lower lip in anger. How could he do this to such a beautiful girl? I opened the balm in my hands and told her to lie on the bed. I took some of the balm on my finger.

“Princess, this may hurt a bit,” I said, and she nodded, shutting her eyes tightly. I sighed heavily and applied the balm to her swollen back.

I started rubbing it all over her back gently, and I could hear her groan slightly. She held the bed tightly, pulling the sheet to herself.

“I’m sorry, Princess,” I said in pity. “It’s okay, Eddie. Continue and let’s get this done,” she said boldly.

I started massaging her back, making sure I touched every part of it. She tried as much as possible not to scream. I took my hand down to her waistline and made sure I didn’t trespass. “I’m done,” I said after feeling satisfied with the massage.

She sat up and faced me, still naked. I tried so hard not to shift my gaze to her boobs. They looked so great, but that b***h had turned them into something else. She took my hand and dipped my finger in the balm. She raised my hand and brought it close to her boobs. I looked away and tried removing my hand from hers, but she held it firm.

“Please help me with it. I can’t touch it. I feel extreme pain, and I always pity myself,” she said and placed my hands on her boobs.

I slowly looked at her, and she nodded calmly. I sighed heavily and moved closer to her.

“You can do this, Eddie,” I thought and put some balm on her right breast. I started rubbing it all over, trying not to lust over her.

I closed my eyes to help me stay focused, but I heard her groan, making me open my eyes. I saw tears in her eyes. Her eyes were shut in pain, her face was very red. I felt tears gather in my eyes; I couldn’t take this anymore.

“Princess, elope with me,” I said without thinking.

Princess’s POV

I opened my eyes, staring at him immediately after he made that statement.

“Eddie, we wouldn’t last a day if we did that,” I said sadly.

“Gosh!! Princess, see what that b***h did to your beautiful body, a body any guy would die to see or feel,” he said, and I blushed slightly.

“Eddie, we need to come up with a plan. And this plan has to be perfect because any slight mistake, and we’re both dead. He wouldn’t exclude your family either,” I said sadly.

He sighed heavily and moved to my left breast. He applied the balm carefully and started rubbing it. I closed my eyes, trying to endure the pain. I held onto my bed sheet, squeezing it really hard.

“It’s hot,” I mumbled, trying not to cry out.

“Where’s your fan?” he asked, looking everywhere for it.

“I don’t have one,” I said, using my hand to fan myself.

“Bastard,” he cursed as he leaned closer to me.

He brought his mouth close to my body and started blowing air from his mouth onto my boobs. I closed my eyes in relief as he did that.

“This won’t last long, you know,” he said, looking at me, still very close. I nodded sadly, waiting for his suggestion.

“I can’t let you continue feeling this pain; you’re red already. You need to wash it off,” he said, sitting farther away from me.

“I can’t even touch it; I feel pains,” I said as tears rolled down my eyes.

“s**t!!!! I’m going to f*****g kill that man,” he said through gritted teeth.

“Eddie, you can go now. You need to rest. I’ll be fine; I can manage,” I said and moved to the window.

“Princess, are you sure you’ll be fine?” he asked worriedly.

“Yes, Eddie. You’ve done more than enough for me today. You need to rest. Thank you so much,” I said, smiling.

He came close to me and nodded, cupping my face. “It’ll be fine, Princess. I’ll draw a plan, and I’ll make it fine,” he said, smiling.

“Thank you, Eddie,” I said and hugged him, my head right on his chest. He hugged me back but not tightly.

“Go now, Eddie. You need to rest; it’s very late,” I said and placed the stool close to the window.

He moved to the window reluctantly before climbing the stool and jumping from the window to the tree. He faced me and waved goodbye. I smiled and waved back.

I let my curtain fall immediately after he got to his window. I went to my bed and lay on it carefully; my back still hurt. I stared at the ceiling, feeling so bored until I allowed nature to take over.