Chapter 3: Chapter 3

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Status: In Progress  |  Genre: Adult Romance  |  House: Booksiesilk Classic Group

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Does your dad know Im here?" I asked, finally speaking to him after we ate in silence. I wanted to know, I couldn't imagine him being okay with this. But then again, I didn't really know him. "Yes, he knows. " He said casually and took a sip of his drink. "Does he know what you're doing to me? I asked while I looked at him. "To a certain extent." He said with a smug smile on his face. "He can't be okay with this." I said, visibly upset by his answer. He laughed as if I told a joke. "Trust me when I say he's done worse." I looked away from him and bit my lip, I felt so hurt. "If it makes you feel any better I promised him I would take good care of you." He said playfully. I looked at him, anger was boiling up inside me again. This was all a joke to him. His facial expression changed. "Watch it." He growled, knowing I was about to go off at him. I suppressed the urge to call him several nasty names but kept silent, knowing he would probably hurt me again if I did. He seemed to be pleased with my reaction. 

 

When we were done eating he led me through a side of the house I hadn't been before. "A hairstylist is coming over to do your hair." He said.  "Why? What is wrong with my hair?" I asked in fear he was going to shave it off or something cruel like that. "Nothing. You"ll be meeting some of my friends so I want you to look your best." He said with a grin.  To show me off like some kind of hunting trophy or a new car right. "What makes you think I wont ask any of them for help?" I asked. "Im not concerned about that." He laughed. 

 

He led me to a door and opened it. Inside of it was some kind of dressing room. He walked me to a chair and a mirror table.  "Sit down." He ordered. "They will be right here." They? I sat down in the chair and looked at myself in the mirror. I looked like a ghost, I had dark bags under my eyes and I was pale. James placed his hand on my shoulder. "Don't try anything stupid. They are like the others, they will only speak to you when necessary." He looked at me through the mirror. I slowly nodded. "Good." He said and smiled. "And besides, I will be here the whole time." He began to stroke my shoulder softly making me cringe. I felt very uncomfortable while his hand slowly traveled to my chest. I was about to grab it but suddenly there was a knock on the door. A big bald guy came in probably around forty years old. He was very buff and a bit scary to be honest. A pretty girl in her early twenties followed him, she had her head down so it was hard to see her face. She was carrying a bag of styling supplies. 

 

James removed his hand from my breast to greet the man. "Marcus. Good to see you." He said. He ignored the girl that was with him. They talked to each other for a while. They seemed to know each other well. The girl stood next to him, still looking at the floor. Marcus completely ignored my existence, just like James did to the girl. He asked James what he wanted done with me. "Only cut off what is necessary, some styling and makeup." James said as he took place behind us. Marcus roughly pushed the girl towards me. She whimpered. "You heard the man." He told to her. It made me quite uncomfortable. When she came closer I saw she had bruises all over. It suddenly made sense to me why they were acting this way. She was just like me, she wasn't here out of her free will. What kind of disgusting world did I end up in? I felt sorry for her. With trembling fingers she started. James spend the whole time talking to his friend. They actually had normal conversations like sports and music. James looked so normal chatting like that. He didn't look like a crazy person who abused women at all. Meanwhile the girl was doing my hair and makeup, she was very good at it and she did a great job. I could tell she had a talent for it. 

 

After some time James his phone went off and he walked out of the room. Marcus also got up and walked over to us. I could see the girl tense up as he stopped next to her. "Are you almost done?" He asked in a low voice. "Y-yes Im almost d-done." She stuttered. He suddenly grabbed her in her face and made her look at him. I tensed up from how he was treating her. "Look at me when I speak to you! Even though you're working. You still look at me!" He yelled at her like she was a child that did something very bad while he was crushing her face with his hand. "Yes sir, I apologize." She softly said while whimpering. "Stop that!" I yelled at him and turned around my chair to glare at him. He let go of her so he could face me. He left red marks on her face. "What?" He asked while he gave me a funny look. "You’re hurting her!" I snapped at him. He laughed out loud.  "You have a lot to learn." He said with a dark grin, he seemed to be very amused. I gritted my teeth and looked at him angrily. Being here myself was horrible but seeing an innocent young girl being abused made me furious. The fact that he was laughing about it made it even worse. I could tell the girl didn't dare to look at either of us. "You are disgusting, just like James. You both belong in prison." I hissed at him. "You are lucky you aren't mine. I'd make you wish you were never born." He growled and he gestured to the girl to continue doing my makeup. “I hope you rot in hell.” I angrily said to him. 

 

"Enough.” I suddenly heard James say. He was standing in the doorway with his arms folded. My heart skipped a beat, he must have heard the conversation. I looked at him, he seemed to be amused. "She’s stubborn but I knew that before I got her. "He said with a grin. "In a few weeks you won't recognize her." Marcus laughed, obviously entertained. James walked over to us. "Thank you. She looks gorgeous, no need for more makeup. She can stop now." He put his hand on my shoulder. "Besides we need to have a little chat." He said. The girl gave me a sympathetic look. I didn't dare say anything else. The guy was laughing again. "Not so tough now are we?" He said. I hated them both so much. 

James handed him an envelope. "You can count it if you want its all there." He said. "Thank you I trust that. " The man shook his hand and they left after they said goodbye. 

 

James turned around and looked at me trough the mirror, his eyes terrified me. A lump rose in my throat. "It seems you still haven't learned." He said, his voice even more frightening then I heard before. "Im sorry.. I.. I tried to speak but he interrupted me. "Don't lie to me. I heard everything!" He yelled, as he slammed his fist on the table right in front of me causing me to I jump out of fear. "How dare you." He hissed. "He was hurting her I couldn't just watch!" I said before he roughly pulled me at my arm out of the chair. He bent me over the mirror table, pinning my arms behind my back. "No James!" I yelled while he yanked off my underwear. He groped my still sensitive bottom roughly. "Please. "I whined, knowing what he was going to do. I could see his eyes trough the mirror, they were dark and cold. I kicked my legs and squirmed as I tried to get away. "Stay still." He growled angrily as he held me even tighter. Tears formed in my eyes. I tried to get up but he grabbed me again and slammed my body on the table. Without a warning he gave my ass a hard smack. I cried out from pain and tried to squirm myself out of his grip. He spanked me again a few times. It wasn't as painful as last night but I was still very sore so it felt quite uncomfortable very quickly. S-sorry.., I won't do it again." I said hoarsely, whimpering from pain. "Good." He simply said but continued. He kept on spanking me until I was crying. 

 

When he was done he groped my red bottom roughly. I whimpered like a sad puppy. His hand felt cold compared to my burning ass. He turned me around so I sat down on the table and faced him. I groaned in pain as it felt like my bottom was on fire. I looked up at him still teary eyed and saw he was looking at me like he was going to devour me. He grabbed my chin in his hand and he kissed me. I froze as his lips were pressed against mine. "Kiss me back." He growled. I still didn't respond. I was confused from the sudden change. He squeezed my injured arm softly making me whimper.  I opened my mouth to give him access and he roughly kissed me. For a brief moment I forgot I was being kissed by a maniac, he was a great kisser and he smelled absolutely amazing. I hated him for it. 

 

I snapped back into reality when his hands moved all over my breasts. Feeling guilty and disgusted, I pushed him away slowly not wanting to anger him again. It only made him push against me harder. Fear grew inside me as I felt a bulge in his pants again. "James.." I said but he didn't listen. He started kissing my neck. "You look beautiful." He growled in between kisses. I pushed him harder. "Stop struggling." He said and pulled down my dress. Suddenly his phone rang. I prayed to myself that he would stop and pick it up but he ignored it. He took off his shirt revealing his muscled body. "Please James, I really don't want to do this." I said as I was still squirming around. "Shh." He whispered and went back to roughly groping my naked breasts. His phone went off again but he kept ignoring it. He was about to take his jeans off but his phone kept ringing continuously. "Goddamnit." He said as he seemed to be very irritated. He let go of me went to grab his phone from the other table. He answered it. "What?" He asked annoyed. "She what?!" He barked at the phone. "I'll be right over." He hung up the phone and put his shirt back on. Relieve washed over me. "Im sending someone to help you get dressed." He said. I was going to say something but he seemed to be in a hurry. He turned around and left the room, locking it behind him.

 

I sighed I felt so relieved he had to go. Saved by the bell. I wondered what happened though. I sat down on the soft sofa because it seemed the most comfortable place for my sore bottom. After 10 minutes the door unlocked and a girl came in holding a set of clothes and accessories. She looked very young. She was beautiful though, she had long blonde hair and big blue eyes. She looked around nervously at first but smiles at me when she saw me. "Hey." She said and walked up to me. "I have your clothes." I smiled back at her. "Thanks I guess. Who are you?" I asked somewhat surprised someone was being nice to me. "Im Lauren. Im also here to look at your injury." She said. I showed her my arm and she took the bandage off. She gave me an apologetic look. "Did he do this?” She asked. I nodded. "Im so sorry." She said while she cleaned my arm gently. "It gets easier after some time and if you do what he says he won’t hurt you." She sighed. "What?" I asked somewhat confused. "Sooner or later he gets tired of you and he will make you work here in the house, just like us. Only calling you to him if he needs something done. Or when he feels like.. you know.." She said with a shudder.
 

"How many of you are there? Did he kidnap all of you?" I asked, shocked from the things she was telling me. "Most of us yes. The kitchen staff is hired because he is afraid that we would poison him." She answered. “Why aren’t they calling the police?“ I asked shaking my head. “They get payed a large amount of money and some of them are also into this sick stuff.” She said sounding angry now. "Haven't you tried to escape?" I asked. "Yes we all have tried it but the house is very secured. Even if  you get the opportunity to escape he will find you. All the land surrounding this place is his and we are in the middle of nowhere." She said and she sighed. "You have a key?" I asked. "It only works on a few doors and they would lead us nowhere im afraid." She said. “Im going to make sure he goes to jail." I said. "Please be careful, he is dangerous, even more when he gets angry." She said before she smiled at me weakly.

 

"We can leave the bandage off now the wound has closed nicely." She handed me the clothes she brought with her. I looked at them, it was mostly lingerie. The price tag was still on there, it was very expensive. "Im sorry this is what I was given." She said as she gave me an apologetic look. "Thanks but Im not wearing this." I said. She swallowed. "Please. We will both get punished if you don't.” She said looking at me pleadingly. I looked at the clothes again and I sighed. “Alright.” I said and changed into them.


Submitted: June 22, 2022

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