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Few hours to Nancy's party... Erica thought. She had returned home already and her head still pulsed with a lot of things that disturbed her times without number.
Erica entered the mansion, welcomed by the cold atmosphere of it. She tilted her eyes sideways. She wasn't hiding from anyone but she was surely avoiding her stepsister and her father.
Erica walked in further, a maid greeted her after approaching her politely
"Hey Darcy... am so glad to see you." speaking with a bit of enthusiasm. "Where's... everyone? "
"Your sister---", the maid paused as Erica shook her head.
"Step sister, Darcy. ", Erica corrected.
"Sorry Ma'am. She's planning on going out for some shopping. She wants to buy something for the tonight's party that she would be attending. "
She has so many cloths, yet there she is planning on purchasing something else... Erica sighed. "And my dad?"
"He's currently upstairs with Mrs Pristine. "
"Oh..."
"But ma'am...", Darcy called out a little bit, worried. "He seems to be ...angry, very angry i must say ."
Erica felt a bit concerned and looked up at the upper part of the mansion that housed different room. She looked back down at a worried Dacy.
"Do you happen to know why?"
"No ma'am, he has been flogging Mrs. Pristine for hours now..."
"You don't say.", Erica raised a brow and then it struck the two of them, a malevolent sound of a whipping belt and the cry of helpless.
Whip!
The sound resonated in every corner of the house. Instilling fear into the souls of everyone that heard it.
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Whip after whip, the sound of his belt grew louder by each passing second. The furious man kept whipping his mistress, I mean... his wife, like a beast tearing it prey apart.
Mr. Daniels was busy whipping Selene like an animal. Only God knew why the basta!rd was maltreating her.
Whip!
He stroke again. A loud cry followed.
Whip!!
He stroke harder against her bareback. Selene cried like she have never did in her life. Her back was sore from the all nonstop beating her ungrateful husband was feeding it with his weapon of pain. It was hot red! in colour now.
Mr. Daniels — Jerald. Had stopped his flogging her like an animal. Catching his breath as he felt exhausted from all the beating he was giving her.
Selene attempted to crawl away in agony but, she was to weak. She was so fragile that she could break into pieces.
Selene could hear the footsteps of the beast, approaching her. Who would save her now?
"I told you to give me an heir but no! you keep giving wretched girls... aren't you tired of abortion you wretch!!!.", he made a loud up roar before whipping her sore back again remorsefully.
Shooting her back to the ground with massive force.
"You shameless woman, I have had it with you.", He spat on her. Whipping her again and again and then, something pulls back his belt. He struggled but the force seemed stronger than him.
"...how about you go wrestlemania and show of your skill.", Erica beamed behind him with a glare strapped to her face. She snatched his belt and prepared to flog him back but she halted.
What was she trying to do? of course ...she would defend any woman that is being maltreated. But this was something she shouldn't get involved but she had to.
"Well well... look who decided to step in. The abominable Superwoman." , He scorned at her and booted his wife away. "Hand over my belt!.", he demanded. Marching up to the silent Erica has she obediently handed his belt over to him.
"Now leave!.", he barked loudly at her but Erica took a min to observe the agony her step Mon was in and shook her head, glaring back at her father.
"What are you glaring at? I said leave!.", for some reason. Erica didn't move. Instead, she just stood with a level of unknown confidence. Then, he raised his hand that was equipped with near steel belt.
"Or do you want a taste of malevolence written all over tour skin!?"
Erica didn't feel shaken for some reason, it was like she wanted to reply but she was holding it in. Footsteps approached, closing in on the room.
"Are you---"
Slam!
The door jammed closed with Helene leaning her back on it. She was busy feeding on a red apple.
Jerald gasped and lowered his belt. "Helene dear... I thought you went out." Dropping the belt abruptly, shaking Erica out of the state she was.
In a rush, Erica exited the room leaving Helene and Jerald who leaves the room as well.
It only remained Helene and her pained mother. She sighed and helped her mother up on the bed. Helene touched her back a little bit but Selene let's out low loud groan signifying the pain her back was embodying.
"It hurts...", Selene whimpered.
Helene smiled then gently caressed her moms exposed shoulder with her smooth palm. "It okay..."
She leaned forward and and held her mom's jaw and tilted her head toward hers. Helene planted a kiss on Selene's lips , slowly, Selene lost her sense. The two passionately kissed.
The pain that was in Selene's body was no more. Her sore red back became normal.
No single pain lived in her body anymore.
They still kept kissing, moaning lustfully. Their tongues twisting around one another, Helene didn't have it mind to stretch the moment, all she wanted was to achieve something else far more profiting.
Helene withdrew, smiling at her mom whose eyes became pure white. She was still in lust but her eyes weren't there anymore. Helene smiled planting another deep kiss before getting of the bed.
She majestically walked towards the door with her round top of flower gown tagging her from behind. Her hands were illuminated with black and red lining that were stretching up to her face.
Her irises flickered crimson with her white circle turning black. The bright linings dimmed and was permanently gone. Helene unraveled a deep breath of pleasure and exited the room. Leaving her mom to collapse on the bed...
TBC: