Moana
I stood there, my dress clinging to me, soaked from the rain. Suddenly, he swept me off my feet, carrying me bridal-style to his room. I gasped, taken aback by the sudden movement.
He placed me gently on the bed, and I sat up, watching as he walked away to unbutton his shirt. His back was turned to me, and my heart began to race.
"Finish unbuttoning my shirt," He ordered, making me gulped my saliva hard. My legs trembled as I got up and walked towards him. My fingers fumbled with the buttons, and my mind racing with worst-case scenarios.
When I finished, he turned, his eyes gleaming with an intensity that made my blood run cold.
I tried to step back, but he was too quick. He pushed me gently against the wall, his hands on either side of my head, trapping me. I swallowed hard, my breath catching in my throat.
"What you did back there was reckless. You disobeyed me," He whispered, the feeling of his breath was hot against my ear.
I tried to speak, but my voice caught in my throat. I managed a barely audible whisper, "I was trying to help," I stammered.
Jericho's expression didn't change, but his eyes seemed to bore deeper into mine, "I don't need your help. And for your disobedience, you'll need to learn discipline," He declared, menacingly.
With that, he leaned over to my breasts and cupped them hard, I didn't realize when a moan escaped from my lips, he wasn't stopping anytime soon. He pushed one of my breasts into his mouth, sucking it crazily.
"Master…," I screamed insanely, feeling something I had never felt before flowed into my head, and I kept on biting my lower lip at his evil act.
His other hand was massaging my second breast. He stopped for some seconds, then his hand slipped into my pants.
"So wet," Jericho mumbled, darkly, and pulled a finger inside my pussy, making me screamed in pain.
"Scream again, and I'll cut off your lips," He threatened, however, I felt my body surrendering to his deadly threat.
Whatever he was doing to me, I wanted it to stop. After some seconds of playing inside me, he pulled me up on his waist while sucking and fingering my pussy. I was losing my senses not until my back landed on his bed.
And I was completely naked, he stared at my body in desires before switching our positions making me on top and he was downwards.
"Suck on my cock," He ordered, and I gulped my saliva nervously, but after few seconds, I understood what he meant. And I quickly bring his cock into my mouth, I wanted to let it go, but he grabbed my hair, and fastened my pace.
The urge to vomit surge into me, before I could even think, he switched our positions, and plumped his cock deeply inside me. Suprisingly, it wasn't painful like it used to be, and somehow I loved the feeling it gives.
"Slow down a bit," I cautioned, breathing with difficulty as he kept shooting his thrust deeply. I feel something warm on my abdomen, and I knew it was his cock. He had left me on the bed, walking to the bathroom.
~•~~
I sat with Floria in the slave room, trying to avoid her curious gaze, "What happened with you and master?" She asked, eyes wide with excitement.
"Nothing," I replied, trying to sound nonchalant. Floria raised an eyebrow, "Don't lie to me, Moana. I saw the way he looked at you. You must have been punished,"
I shook my head, not wanting to reveal the truth. Just then, Lucas walked in and summoned me to follow him. I trailed behind him, my heart racing with anticipation.
We reached a quiet area, and Lucas ordered me to halt. I waited nervously, wondering what was happening. Suddenly, a figure emerged from the shadows. My eyes widened in horror as I realized it was my long-lost brother, Henry.
"Ana, please listen," Lucas begged, noticing my fear. Henry took a step forward, with a pleading look.
"Moana, I know I disappeared without a word, but I had to. I stole money from Jericho to pay for your medical treatment when you were sick," Henry dropped the bombshell.
I felt a surge of shock and confusion, "You could have allowed me to die, then?" I yelled, trying to process everything.
"I had no choice. And when I was wanted, I had to leave. But before I went, I left the remaining money with Richard to take care of you," He explained.
My eyes widened further as he continued, "But our parents only used it for Nini's needs. They never cared about you, Richard, or me. After mother died, everything changed,"
I felt a mix of emotions: shock, anger, and sadness, "Why did you become a worker for him?" I asked, still trying to understand.
"Because I had to take care of you and Richard. I promised Mom on her dying bed that I would always protect you both," Henry explained.
Tears pricked at the corners of my eyes as I realized the sacrifices Henry had made for me.
I threw my arms around Henry, tears of joy streaming down my face, "I'm so sorry, Henry. I had no idea. I hated you for nothing," I mumbled, bitterly.
Henry hugged me tightly, "It's good to have you back. I've missed you so much," He said, smiling warmly.
After we pulled back, Henry looked at me affectionately, "I've come to pay back half of the money I owe him, and I want to free you from your contract with him,"
I shook my head, alarm rising within me, "No, Henry, please don't. You can't," I warned, strenly, making his expression turned determined, "I have to. I need to get you out of here. I'll get a job and pay back the rest of the money soon," He said, calmly.
But I knew it wasn't that simple. I took a deep breath, steeling myself for the truth, "It's not just about the money, Henry. I'm his slave. Our parents sold me to him for fifth times the amount you owe him," I mumbled, my eyes welling up in tears.
His eyes widened in horror, and he turned to Lucas, then back to me, "What? No, that can't be," Henry screamed insanely, before I could console him, tears rolled down his cheeks freely.