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CHAPTER FOUR

18:25 '' Thompson's Mansion '' Bedroom '' New York '' USA.

Elizabeth.

I wake up a few hours later, feeling the urge to go to the bathroom. I try to sit up, and my body screams in pain. I whimper at this. How could he do this to me? I let out a sigh, moving all my strength to sit up.

Holy shit, that hurt a lot!

I put my feet on the floor and push upward, managing to balance myself.

I walk slowly to the huge closet and grab a shirt. I reach the bathroom with difficulty and when I close the door, I put the shirt on the sink and step into the shower, afraid to turn on the shower and the water will hurt my butt even more.

I inhale and exhale several times as I turn the faucet so the water makes contact with my ass, giving me a horrible burning sensation. I couldn't hold back the tears.

It hurts, it hurts a lot. The pain is much worse than a knife cut in the fingers.

I take the liquid soap and pour an amount on my hand, then wash myself very carefully, soaping my body, trying to resist what seems impossible.

"I never want to be beaten like that again. "I bite my lip and decide to get out of the shower soon.

I turn off the shower and, stepping out of the shower, grab a towel hanging from the hanger. I dry myself carefully and, when I'm done, I wear the gray shirt, absorbing the scent.

I walk determinedly towards that drawer, thirsty to find the ointment. When applying that pasty white cream to the places where my skin is redder, I almost felt my soul leave my body, with so much burning and discomfort.

Shit, this man is too dangerous!

When I finish applying the ointment to my buttocks, I put the cream back in the drawer and lie back on Dylan's bed, surrendering to a deep sleep.


I wake up very sore still at dawn. I can't even move properly, but I have nowhere else to go but do my duties, I don't want to be the butt of those miserable snakes' jokes because it's entirely their fault that I'm in this situation.

I don't want to be beaten again. I never felt like that at the orphanage, and now I'm being beaten by my bosses.

I want peace from all of them. The only thing I wanted now was to be in bed, still sleeping. My body is begging too much...

08:30 '' Mr. Thompson Mansion '' Kitchen'' New York '' USA.

At this very moment, I'm washing the dishes out of hate, those whores always dirty the dishes for me to suffer here.

"Eliza?" "I feel my whole body shiver when I hear Mr. Thomas behind me.

"Yes, sir? "I feel his breath on the back of my neck and his hand sliding down my left arm.

"Dylan told us what you did. You broke the most important house rule. Why did you do it, dear?"

I almost growl at that.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Thomas. I had become irritated about something, and at that moment, Mr. Dylan called out to me, inadvertently causing me to look into his face. I'm sorry, sir."

"But that doesn't justify it. You still did something wrong, my beauty." Dylan was right to punish her.

The only thing he did was make my body ache.

He turns me around, making me look at his chest. I don't feel like being punished again, and I shudder to hear the noise of his tongue clicking.

"Look at me, love. "I swallow hard and lift my eyes, staring into the handsome face."

He's beautiful. He is tall, slightly tanned, clean-shaven and well-muscled, like Mr. Dylan, his hair is black and the color of his eyes is light green, making him irresistible.

"Please, sir, don't punish me." I say, shaking in his arms.

"Oh love, I asked you to look at me, you haven't done anything wrong yet."

I'm surprised when he leans forward. I try to pull away, but it's impossible as he holds me in place, his breath hitting my lips.

"Don't pull away again, love. "He speaks and starts to rub his lips on mine, teasing me.

"Sir..."

He smiles and surprises me by biting my lip hard. This makes me let out a small moan, not from pain but pleasure.

Holy shit!

"Oh, I see you like pain."

"What? "I ask without understanding because I never had these sensations.

"Oh honey, you're still going to try new things and I'm sure you'll love it." He speaks with a big smile, his hands go around my waist, squeezing me very possessively.

"You are ours. " He goes up his hands to my breasts inside my shirt.

"Your body is ours. "He sticks his right hand in my bra, squeezing my chest tightly.

"Sir..."

"Shh. "He puts a finger on my lips and massages my chest.

"Do you like it? Do you like it when I'm touching you here?" He runs his thumb over the peak of my breast, leaning down and nibbling my neck.

"Answer." He squeezes me tighter.

"Yes… I like it." I try to contain the moans by biting my lips hard.

"You belong with us. Tell me, who do you belong to?" He goes back to nibbling my neck, making me shiver.

"Ah… Thomas." I squint and then look at the entrance to the kitchen, startled to find Victoria watching us. I try to get rid of Mr. Thomas, but he doesn't even move.

"Victoria… she's looking at us," I say, worried.

"Let her watch, I like it when they are watching." He let out a low laugh in my ear, making me shiver even more.

His hand sneaks into my pants, reaching my clit over my panties, and I moan at the sensation.

"Ahh! "I squeezed his shoulder hard.

"Yes, you can moan, I like your moans."

I'm startled when his finger invades my panties, touching my pussy, which is all wet.

"Ahhh… sir!"

He quickly stimulates my clitoris, and without stopping, I press my lips back to staring at the kitchen. Victoria didn't even move from her spot.

“S''s''sir!” Ohhh!

I'm so shocked when he kisses me, a raw and ferocious kiss, sucking my lips and tongue so hard my legs almost make me fall to the floor, my legs are so wobbly.

He pulls away and lifts my shirt, exposing my bra. He pulls my bra down, leaving my breasts exposed, grabbing my left breast.

"Ahhh! "I throw my head back at the excellent feel of his mouth on my chest."

He runs his tongue over me and then sucks again, to finally nibble me harder, causing me an intense and delicious orgasm. I would have fallen to the ground if he hadn't been holding me.

Thomas takes his hand away from me and brings his fingers to his mouth, sucking in a very sexy way.

"You taste wonderful, my dear." He says, still holding me in his strong arms.

"Do you like?" He asks, kissing my neck.

I don't know how to explain that feeling, but I'm sure that snake will spread it to her little friends, and I'll be a joke.

"I can't tell, sir."

He smiles.

"You will still experience many things, my little angel, because we want to show you the world of pleasures."

“B''but, sir… I have no experience in anything."

He has such a beautiful laugh.

"Oh, love, we're going to teach you so many things… but all in good time, now go take a shower and you can rest today and tomorrow because you're barely able to walk."

I appreciate it, nodding.

"Yes, sir"

"Don't call me sir, honey. You can call me by name. Now go rest because the maids will do the work."

I nod, and he lets me go. I quickly leave the kitchen, my legs are still very wobbly and his kiss still impacts me. What a wonderful kiss! Soon, I see the snakes talking, and Vitoria has already told them everything.

"Didn't I say he was a bitch? "Vitoria teases when she sees me.

It's about to start…

"Fuck, leave me alone!" I ended up exploding with anger.

"What's going on here? " A voice comes out of nowhere, startling us. We all bow our heads.

"I won't ask again!"

"Nothing, sir." Valeria replies, stuttering with fear.

"Fucking nothing, now answer the fuck!"

I can see that something happened at work, he always gets irritated when stressed out there.

"Sir Lorenzo, you should get some rest. You are very upset, which means you are tired." I say without fear, and I hear him sigh.

"You're going to sleep with me, Eliza. Let's go!" He orders, heading up the stairs.

Holy shit!

The girls shoot furtive glances at me, but I follow with my head down, trying not to give a shit about them because orders are orders and…

God help me!

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