Sunday morning I woke up excited to try the new crepes recipe I found, for breakfast. Brian had wished for brownies before going to bed, so i planned to surprise him with a fresh batch. Baking was the third thing I was allowed for leisure time.
I washed up quickly and headed towards the door. But as soon as my hand touched the door knob I heard voices. They seemed to be coming from the living room.
That's strange, no one's up this early.
I opened the door slightly to peek out. The first person I saw made the blood in my veins stop. Earl
What was he doing here? And that too so on a weekend. He hardly ever came here. Is Master here too? What's going on? I trembled incontrollably.
"Rosie darling why don't you tell your brother what you are here for?"
Rosalline Anderson. The white witch with a black heart. Master's twin sister. She ran a brothel funded by her father, who she had wrapped around her little finger.
"Alright daddy",she said in her shrill voice. It makes my skin crawl. She turned to my Master and said, "Chris darling won't you be a dear and lend me some space in your lovely home. To store some merchandise?"
Merchandise. So more girls have been snatched from their families to use and abuse. Hasn't she ruined enough lives already?
Master scratched his chin, something he often does while he's thinking.
"No!", he simply said and got up. "you can leave now find some other place. I have a series of meetings to attend, and I'm late".
He turned around and saw me watching. Well damn! now I've done it. Why can't I keep my nosy self away from other people's business.
"I think you're being awfully rude to your sister, specially after what she's done for you", said Earl with a raised eyebrow.
"And She knows how much I appreciate it Father. But this is something I will never allow. I'm sorry Rosie but I will not let you disturb the peace of my home".
The sound of the slap was deafening. My hands involuntarily covered my mouth to muffle my scream of surprise. Master was just as surprised as I was. He put a hand on his cheek and turn back to his father.
"I will not tolerate such disobedience from you Christopher. I have done so much for my children. I deserve respect!"
"Very well then Father. You may do as you please. Rosie my house is at your service".
"Splendid! My work here is done! Get along now my children. No fighting!", Earl cackled like the maniac he was and left the house.
Rosalline followed her father out claiming she will be bringing the new merchandise over in the coming week.
"You gave in quite easily", Anthony stated. This was the first time he spoke. It was almost like he wasn't in the room all this time.
"You know I can't say no to her. I promised her the day she gave me Lily".
Aah so that's what it's about. Now I remember the day I was taken at the park, the men didn't bring me here.
"She was part of the merchandise. Rosie's very first. But the moment I saw her, I knew that I had to have her. You know when I want something I just have to get it! Rosie gave her to me in exchange for a promise, that I would do anything she asks me for", Master said.
He got up and came to my room. I scrambled back and sat against the wall. I knew I was in trouble for listening in on their conversation.
He sat on the chair, by the window, and just stared at me for a few minutes, not saying anything. It was nerve wracking.
I awaited my punishment.
"Come here princess".
I crawled over to him and sat at his feet. He caressed my face. Then petting my head he said, "you've been a bad girl. You know you need to be punished right?"
"Yes Master" , I said, "because I deserve it".
"That's right you do".
He got up and went to stand behind me. I heard the clinking of his belt as he unfastened the buckle. I braced myself for it. And then it came.
The first strike is always the hardest. The most painful. After 5 my body became numb. He stopped at 9 saying it was enough. My bum was on fire.
He picked me up and placed me on his lap. Stroking my hair.
"My princess! What would I ever do without you".
I thought of how my life would've been if Rosalline hadn't given me to him. Alot worse probably.
He took me to his room and lay me in bed. He went to the bathroom to change into his pajamas. I took that moment to let a few tears fall. I dare not cry in front of him.
He came out and lay beside me."Come to me", he said. I shuffled over and he took me in his arms.
That's how it was between us. He hit me, then comforted me and we fell asleep.
He never touched me. Sometimes I wish he would. Call me crazy but it's frustrating. On the one hand he says I'm his and then he gives me to his clients and business partners. Why wouldn't he do anything himself?
I wonder if we would've met under different circumstances. How would he treat me? Would he be loving and caring?
I turned to him and saw he had fallen asleep already.
I got up and went to the bathroom. I looked at my bum in the mirror. It was awful. I sat on the edge of the bath tub and cried inaudibly.
After a few minutes I pulled myself together and climbed into the shower. I scrubbed myself clean and got out.
Since I couldn't go back to my room I just took his discarded shirt and put it on.
I climbed back into bed beside him, closed my eyes and fell asleep instantly.
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The Eyes that Bleed [COMPLETED]
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