Enslaved To Fulfill His Desires

gainst the wooden windows like furious hands seeking entry. The sky outside wept without mercy,

r hours ago. Her shift was damp with sweat, and her hands trembled as she wrung the fabri

ed open. Maure

arden tree, dripping wet from the storm. In the other, was Priscilla's elegant pale-blue gown which she had been asked to

didn't you?" Maureen's voice

th, but only air came

sent me to the market... I begg

, the whip swung through the air

hissed. "Did I not tell you I wanted this gown crisp, ready, and flawless? Did I not

but never have I though it was to the extent that you woul

ay slowly, but M

ainst her thigh. Then ano

thing! Living under my

ion, trying to shield herself. The pain dug into her skin, seari

ward. With inhuman strength born of years of resentm

ck of her head hit the wooden panel.

this house! You're filt

the stone floor slick with mud tracked in from the storm. Then, with a

eak. Cold wind and rain rushe

bellowed. "Ou

in greeted her mercilessly, soaking her to the bone. Her knees scra

een was

screamed, but the storm drowned it out. Her fingers clawed at the muddy ground, and her thin dress clung to

eked through the window,

hivering violently. Rainwater mixed with blood wher

led, echoing her quiet whimpers. Her

-

when Steph

tern in hand and spotted the small, still form lying near the garden st

ed her cold cheek, and c

ain

dy into the warmth of the house. Her head re

ch near the hearth. A fire had already been lit. He peeled t

d shoulder, and down her legs. His gaze lingered. His fingers traced a

e sti

was that her dress was clinging to her body, wet and rising halfway

was wa

slid from her thighs to her chest, then to the holl

gers trembled as she reac

said weakly, her voi

ned closer.

" he whispere

isted smirk that curled like a snake's tail. He knew wha

noring the aching pain in her bruises. Her b

she muttered,

ering softly down the hall. Behind her, Stepha

t call h

t, the way a predator smiles a