Her father’s crime

****CHAPTER 6

She wore the clothes Ria had given her. A cloth that exposed her breast so much, just covering her nipples and exposing her thighs. She hated the clothes she was wearing so much.

They were only servant clothes in her room, ugly plain short skirts and half-cut tight tops that barely covered the breast. The one Ria brought was even worse.

Taking a light breath of submission she put on the ones Ria brought. No way she'd want another pain or punishment. She will avoid it if she can.

The punishment she had received today from ria was enough and she wouldn't want another punishment from her master because her body was already hurting like hell. When she was in the kitchen trying to clean the dishes, she had mistakenly broken one of the dishes and in return, Ria slapped her.

She stood in front of the mirror staring at the mirror. Just then her eyes moved towards the wall clock and she saw she was 3 minutes late. Ria told her master wanted her in his room in the next 3 minutes, and now she had spent 6 minutes in her room.

"Oh, God!! I'm dead" she muttered and walked out of her room to Alfred's room and in a split of seconds, she saw herself standing in front of Alfred's room. She was feeling so scared. He had told her to come to his room for 3 minutes and she came late.

Just then she planted a soft knock on the door and she heard a faint voice "Come in". At the sound of the voice, she felt a cold shiver run down her legs.

She walked in and there she met Alfred sitting on a couch at the corner of his room holding what she guessed to be an office file in his hands. She had seen her father with this kind of file so many times when he was alive and she would ask him what they contained and he would tell her it contains important information about She misses her father a lot and wished he was still alive.

Alfred dropped the file which was in his hands and stood up from the couch striding towards Lisa who was now shivering in fear. "I.said.3minutes.Lisa.3 minutes" he groaned angrily.

"I....i."

"Kneel" He spoke in a commanding tone. She hesitated and the hesitation cost her.

His hands went to her neck and he pinned her to the wall choking her, She cried out from the pain. Tears burned her eyes and her kneels sank to the ground, his hands still on her neck. She stared into his eyes fiercely.

"I see how much you love being punished, Lisa" Voice low, more like a whisper but yet, deadly, he continued "What you demand is what you get in return" He leaned down still holding her neck. He pierced his sharp long nails into her neck making her bleed.

She froze as she felt blood dripping slowly from her neck "P...please m..master I'm sorry, I'm sorry, please" She cried out as pain seared through her. She just couldn't bear the pain anymore, it was too much.

He didn't blink an eye "When I tell you to kneel, you kneel immediately. You must follow my command Lisa and must do anything I say. Am I making myself clear?"

"Yes master"

Still piercing her neck with his nails, he stared at her with pure hate.

"The next time you disobey me, I'll punish you till you beg for death"

"Yes master" she muttered as pain seared through her. He removed his hands from her neck and turned away from her. Lisa, who was feeling so much pain, placed her hands on her neck, still kneeling. The pain was just too much, her neck and knee hurting so much.

She made to stand up from the ground but swiftly Alfred turned and slapped her hard on her cheek. She spat out blood and placed her left hands on her left cheeks which were hurting like hell.

"You'll only stand up when I say so!" He groaned.

The tears Lisa had been holding for long, she finally let go. Staring at Alfred with hate in her eyes wondering the crime she's committed makes him hate her so much and treat her like an animal. What did her father do? What was his crime that she's suffering now? Is it a crime to be her father's daughter? She just needed to know the truth already. It's was frustrating and when she couldn't hold herself back she spoke out in anguish

"What was my father's crime? Why don't you just spell it out" she cried out and then Alfred gave her those killing looks. She realized what she had done. She just spoke to her master rudely. Oh, she felt like disappearing at that moment. Suddenly, she closed her eyes waiting for the next punishment he's going to give her for speaking to him that way but out of surprise, smirked devilishly.

He just loves seeing Lisa in so much pain, it gives him great pleasure.

"You dare not speak to me that way. I'll spare you this time but not next time" he spoke in his calm but yet deadly voice. Lisa felt calm instantly, she could feel the hatred in his voice. She quickly opened her eyes and bowed her head "Yes master" she muttered.

Alfred moved away from her and sat back on the couch "stand and strip" Two words one command. Without hesitating, Lisa stood up and removed her clothes waiting for his next command.

"Now, to the table over there, do not lie on it, just give me your back" he commanded in a low voice, his expression darkened and Lisa quickly did what he said.

Shaking with adrenaline with what happened in the room just now she held the table, trembling, and closed her eyes.

He came up behind her and worked his finger into her experimentally making her wet.

He never removed his clothes and she was facing away from him. She couldn't see his erection or any part of him.

He started pushing into her, stretching her, gritting her teeth, and tightening her hands on the table. Then he pulled back and shoved into her, going very deep all at once, and bottoming out completely, Lisa cried out as her body hurt badly and she clawed on the table.

He covered her with his body and started plunging into her strenuously. The table shook and her body vibrated with the force of his thrust.

One hand pressing down on her hips, the other one curled into her hair and she closed her eyes mentally preparing for the pain she would feel when he yanked her hair.

But he didn't, he held her blonde hair tight without pulling, as his body plummeted hers, taking her in deep strokes. He left her hair and snake his hands into her breast. He clasped her nipple and held them in an almost painful way. Almost.

He angled his thrust, taking deeper strokes inside her. He didn't make a sound, only her cries were heard and the sound of skin slapping skin. He was restraining himself again, she can't see it but she can feel it. Suddenly he pulled out of her

"Get out" he barked and walked inside the bathroom before she could say a word.

TBC