Master Khalid remained silent for a
while, drilling more fear into her.
Her body was visibly shaking as she
stood behind him, she tried to digress
the movement into fists on the tip of her
cloth.
But she wondered....what became of the
Master she'd hurt? Was he later fine?
Khalid puffed out more of the smoke
and finally, he passed out an ordered:
"Go on your knees".
Octavia didn't hesitate as she let her knees sink to the floor.
She almost let out a light whimper, but
restricted herself as she didn't want to
sound weak in anyway. Mica had told
her he hated weakness.
After some more while, Khalid finally
turned around to look at her.
He put out the tobacco pipe and the
smoke reduced.
"What the hell did you do?" He asked
calmly, but even beneath his calm tone,
she could decipher the irate echo.
She lowered her gaze to the floor and
gulped nervously.
"I'm sorry.." she whimpered, almost to her hearing alone.
Khalid scoffed and began walking
towards her, taking a leaping step.
He got to where she was and struck her
hard in the face, Octavia winced.
"I thought you were warned?" He
snapped.
"How dare you disgrace me in front of
my minions?"
Octavia felt a cut on her lips and she
bent her head downwards in pain and
fear, not saying a word.
Khalid crouched in front of her and
pulled her hair so sad.
"I'm talking to you!" He growled into her ears and she forced herself to whimper a
"I'm sorry" again.
He looked at her with so much anger and yanked her hair even more
"I should kill you", his voice was a low
growl.
"No one disobeys me - no one at all.
You just failed your first test".
He let go of her hair roughly and stood
straight and Octavia wished he'd just let
her go.
Khalid walked away from her
And went to stand in front of the table.
A part of him wanted him to let the boys
punish her, but the other part wanted
him to do it himself and he heeded to
the second.
"Take off your clothes and get on the bed"
he passed the command and Octavia felt her blood run cold.
If not for the fact she was still breathing,
she'd have concluded she was dead.
She thought she was dead.
Take off her clothes???
He was going to do the same thing the
previous man had almost done to her.
The same thing was going to happen.
"Make me repeat myself again and you'll
lose your head", Khalid turned with a
snap and with his hands stretched
towards her, she started choking.
The choking persisted and she had to
hold her neck in discomfort.
Khalid finally released her when he figured it was rough, and by that time, she was close to unconsciousness.
But she managed to get a grip of herself
and slowly, she lifted her cloth up her
head.
She took it off and stood on her feet
her legs shaking.
Well, it wouldn't the first time she'd be
going n@ked in front of him.
She unhooked her br@, took off her pant
as well and finally, she was n@ked in
front of him.
He was backing and with out being told
for the second time, she ambled to the
bed.
Her heart raced heavily. She was going to
have s*x for the first time, used by someone she barely knew.
She whimpered as she got to the King
sized bed and laid on it, her face down.
She couldn't afford looking at him in the
eyes because in the first place, she
wasn't used to looking at strangers.
Her breath wavered on the sheets where
she buried her face and soon, she heard
the sound of belt and ruffling of clothes.
She held onto the bedsheets tight to
stop herself from getting up and running
away cause that was all she wanted to
do at the moment.
But Khalid wasnt someone she could
dare and she knew it. Despite the little
time she'd gotten to know him, she had already realized he wasn't someone she could mess with and it scared the hell out of her.
Perhaps, that was part of the reason
she needed to be there.
Khalid came up to her on the bed and
spread her legs apart. She winced at the
touch.
He knelt in between her thighs and
searched for the hole with his phallus.
Octavia shivered as she felt his thick
d'ck run round the line of her butts. She
suddenly wished she could stop him,
push him away. But she dared not. She
tried as much as possible not to.
Khalid's left hand was resting above her
head, while the other controlled his d*ck.
He didn't think of preparing her for the entery
and without a warning, he pushed the tip of his d'ck into her and she let
out a mutfled scream.
"Mmmh"
She whimpered against the pillow as he
went deeper into her.
She grabbed the sheets tight and forced
herself not to scream; she didn't want
to.
Khalid didn't need to exhaust energy inn
going into her, despite how tight she
was.
His hand tightened on the side of the
bed which he held as he forced himself
all the way into her.
Octavia cried against the pillow again as she felt so much pain - much worst than the one she had experienced that morning.
"Oh ." she sobbed hard, her hands
trembling
She felt so Scared.
Khalid pulled out of her and went into
her again with a mightier force and this
time around, she couldn't muffle her
screams anymore as she cried out.
"N..o", her voice cracked in the end.
He pulled out of her and went right in
again, multiplying her pains. His main
intentions was to hurt her.
He didn't pull out again but started
thrusting, moving roughly and Octavia shook against the bed.
She wept and it took her a lot not to use
her powers on him. She was tempted to.
He moved roughly into her, his every
thrust deep and rough and at a point,
Octavia screamed.
''Stop it..please!" She whimpered, but they didn't have any effect on him as he continued with what he was doing.
He pulled her by the hair, raising her
head up from the bed and she cried
more.
He could perfectly double task and as
he drilled her, he snaked his hand to her
chest and pinched her nipple.
"Argh!" Came the reply from Octavia as
she closed her eyes and wept.
Tears streamed down her neck from her
face.
She lifted her hand from the bed and
touched his hand that held her hair and
that only made him more upset as he
pushed her head down on the bed and
increased his pace.
"No.....please..!" She sobbed helplessly against the pillow.
She could feel his thick d'ck sliding inh
and out of her,damaging her.
Her screams soon filled the room as
she couldn't contend the agony anymore
to whimper. She just couldn't.
She cried out in pains, wishing he'd stop,
wishing he'd let her be.
It went on for a while and finally, she
felt something thick and hot pour inside
of her.
"Oh..!" She let out a faint whimper as
she felt him melt inside her.
Immediately, he pulled out of her and left the bed, but she couldn't move. She laid there, weak and sobbing.
She heard the sound of clothes and
his cold voice came:
figured he was dressing up and shortly,
"Get out of my room".
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To be continued!