(Warning : This chapter depicts acts of non-con, sexual harassment. It's better to not read if it evokes your emotions badly.)
Adonis's heart started beating louder like it was gonna burst out of his chest as his stomach felt right with fear.
He guessed he was dressed by the maid in some sultry clothing as be felt not even a bit of air was blocked by the cloth.
Now he was lying on the bed with cuffed hands and a flimsy piece of clothing on him.
A sweet smell hit his nose. His body grew hotter with every passing second after he started smelling the smoke.
The sense on his skin heightened.
His breath grew heavier and he started panting.
He wiggled but the friction of his flimsy cloth on his body while wiggling on the silk bed evoked more sensations on his skin.
Adonis tried his best to get some sound out but his mouth was sealed well with the silk cloth on his mouth, making him unable to speak.
So all he could do was mumble.
"Mmmmm. Hmmmm. Mmmmm."
He tried staying still but the desire flowing in his veins made him wiggle, move and crave for some friction.
He turned on his stomach but as his erect member brushed on his clothing and bed, he felt an electricity-like sensation go down his back.
He didn't like it.
Adonis tried his best to not make any faces or reaction as he doesn't know who was or wasn't in the room.
Adonis felt pathetic.
He didn't want to feel this feeling, especially not like that when he was cuffed, his eyes were blindfolded, his mouth was shut and he was drugged by some scent.
His mind was a mess of thoughts as he tried positioning himself in a way that would make him less uncomfortable. But his nipples rubbed on the rough clothes making it more harder. He tried moving with so much effort.
He felt a hand grab his ass from outside his clothes.
"Ha ha, is this what he prepared for me? It's beautiful."
"Sir, no."
The hand grabbed Adonis's both ass cheeks.
Adonis abruptly wiggled away from him with much pain.
The voices he heard were like those in hallucinations. He couldn't make out the voices from each other.
"What the heck? Isn't he also just a whore like everyone here? Someone who is to be fucked. Why can't I fuck him when I want to? He is just a fucking hole."
Adonis with all his senses shut except for nose felt utterly helpless.
The state of helplessness when you feel like you're aimlessly running in the dark.
It's extremely dark and scary.
"What special? How dare you disobey me? I am the most special guest tonight. I'll see who'll stop me. I'll fuck this bitch till his last breath today."
Adonis using the last bit of strength in his body started wiggling in his bed. Trying his best on his futile attempt to run away.
Such a fool, he thought to himself.
But he couldn't give up.
He fell down from the bed. But pain was the last thing he could feel right now.
Nooooo, someone, anyone, please. Please, save me. God.
Suddenly he stopped hearing any noise and something warm splattered on his thigh, abdomen and chest.
He stopped moving for a moment. The silence for some reason made him more sacred and relieved at the same time.
Someone scooped him up and carried him to lay him down on the bed.
Adonis felt like he saw a small flickering light in that darkness he was running in.
"Yes."
Adonis was waiting for that man to free him, let him speak, hear and see.
He waited and waited in that hazy state of mind but nothing happened. He rather felt a finger smudge the liquid like thing on his abdomen.
At that moment, Adonis felt a dangerous chill run down his spine. He felt a cold and scary feeling creep through his body.
"You belong to me."
His heart went cold after hearing the whisper near his ears.
"It's a pity that you can't remember my voice tomorrow but don't worry, soon. All your being will only ever remember me."
Tears started pooling in his blindfolded eyes.
The man rubbed his smooth palms up and down his thigh and smudged the liquid moving to his abdomen and chest as he said,"Your eyes will only see me and my body. Your ears will only remember my voice and your own moans screaming my name in ecstasy. Your body will only know the feeling of my skin."
He moved his hands below his back, cupping his ass and poking the place in between and said,"This slutty place will only be my property."
He took Adonis hands to touch something big and hard and said,"You'll only know the feeling of this deep in your abdomen, your whole life."
Adonis wanted his hands to rather fall off than touch the scary man.
After some clinking sounds, the man made Adonis's limp hands grab his member and pumped up and down using both his hands.
His groans and sounds were like a knife piercing Adonis's ear.
The blindfold was damp with his tears.
After Adonis hands went sleek, the man wacked it down.
"Are you dying to have a man defile you? Are you so desperate to spread your legs for a man? You want yourself to be pounded mercilessly by any man?"
Though Adonis couldn't see anything he sensed the danger and shook his head.
He was turned around ruthlessly and the man started smacking his ass mercilessly.
"Don't you dare become a slut. When the time comes I'll fulfill your wish. I'll pound you till this fucking slutty place is satisfied. If you dare spread your legs for anyone, the punishment won't be this light."
Adonis couldn't see the blood, that man's fluid and his skin red with fighter marks but still felt scared and helpless.
Adonis realised that the flicker of light he saw was just an illusion and it wasn't even running in the dark aimlessly, he was circling around a dark cage, without any hope of getting out of it.
He wanted to die at that moment.
His neck felt the deprivation of air. No matter how much he breathed he couldn't get any air. It was suffocating.
Adonis jolted awake.
He looked around, panting.
He was in his own room.
His silk night Suit was drenched in sweat. Cold beads of sweat ran down his forehead.
Adonis's head hurt as he thought of the hell-like life he had to go through.
He clenched the bedsheets with his trembling hands.
"It's okay. That hasn't happened yet. It will never happen again. I won't let that happen to myself again. It's a past life, it's a dream."
He tried consoling himself.
"It's its-"
Adonis choked. He couldn't help crying now.
He could still feel the desperation, the stuffy feeling, the helplessness clearly.
He curled up like a ball, draping the thin blanket like an armour. Like the blanket could protect him from everyone.
Adonis's nightmares had become frequent after Isolde came. Now, he has nightmares every night.
Once he's awakened by the nightmares, he can't sleep anymore.
He would go and take showers like crazy. He scrubbed his skin so hard that he even scratched his snow white skin, leaving it red.
He felt dirty. He wanted the memory of those touches to disappear.
He would do anything to make the feeling of being touched disappear.
He even wanted to dismember himself on the very bad days.
The servants on Arnall Household had started noticing the eye bags and lean figure of their Master as he was eating less and less.
They were concerned about their beautiful Master whose smile could make the blooming flower shy as he hadn't smiled nowadays.
It felt like he hadn't smiled in ages.