EmmaShe was in a pitch-black chamber with nothing but blackness surrounding her. She couldn't even see a single ray of light! She attempted to stand up on her injured legs but failed miserably. Her surroundings were familiar to her, with a similar scent of something rotten and something metallic.After a few moments, the door swung wide, revealing a tall man standing there with a long leather belt in his hand. Her eyes were wide with terror, and she stared at him pleadingly."You fucking whore!" He yelled. She immediately backed away only to find a wall behind her."Please, don't," her cries and pleas fell on deaf ears. "Shut up bitch," he growled and whipped her. The rugged leather belt connected with her body making a swooshing sound. He kept hitting her until she started to bleed. She was whimpering lowly every time the belt would touch her body. The young girl was done crying out loud, her throat was dry and it ached every time a scream erupted from her mouth.Her entire body w
EmmaThe day had finally come to a stop, and she was waking up in her bed after a lengthy period of sleep. Emma had been ordered to rest severely by Martha since it was an instruction from their master. She sprang out of bed and dashed into the bathroom, slamming the door behind her. She quickly showered, brushed her teeth, and put on her dress and matching heels. Ugh! These heels bother me to no end!She exited her bedroom and walked downstairs, entered the kitchen, and noticed a man standing in front of the kitchen counter. She gasped and glanced down, surprised. That piqued his interest."Well, hello there," he said in his deep tone. She only looked down. She didn't know else what to do."H-hi sir, c-can I help y-you with so-something?" He chuckled and replied."You know you can look at me, princess," her jaw almost dropped. What did he just call me? A princess? She did not reply and bit her lip in nervousness. That made him chuckle more."I just wanted a glass of water, if you do
He'd finally done what he'd been trying to avoid: he'd touched her beautiful soft flesh, which instantly melted beneath his touch. He couldn't fight the sensation any longer. He wished to touch her, to feel her. He tried to ignore it, to forget about it, but he couldn't. The notion of not feeling her touch, of not seeing her filled him with fury; his jaw twitched, and he became enraged at the prospect of not seeing her. What was causing him to become enraged? He was unable to provide a response to his own inquiries.He stroked his hair with his fingertips. What was going on with him was driving him insane with questions. Why couldn't he say no to that petite young girl? He still couldn't get rid of the boner that the tiny minx had given him. He walked into his bathroom, grabbed a towel, and turned on the shower. He let the cold water run down his body, but he was certain that even a cold shower would be ineffective. He couldn't help but think of her frail body at his mercy. Her whimp
EmmaNext Morning... She woke up with stinging sensations on her hands and an agonizing headache. She started massaging her head in the hopes that the pain would go away soon, and it did. Emma sprang out of bed, changed her clothing, and washed her herself. It was a new day, and she prayed she wouldn't have to see him again. Her thoughts of him gave her the chills in all the wrong places. Especially after the previous day's events. She was terrified he'd try it again. The worst part was she couldn't give up her job. She didn't have a choice. All she had to do was stay away from him. Entering the kitchen, she greeted the other maids and Martha and Venessa who were waiting for her. Emma and Vanessa had grown quite close since Vanessa was the nicest girl there. "Good morning Emma," said Vanessa with a big smile on her face. Emma greeted her back. The she started to do her chores, which was making breakfast for the King's.Martha instructed Emma to serve the meal after the servants had
EmmaEmma had arrived in her room. She exhaled hard and closed the door behind her. She was bowled over. She could not believe it had happened again, and she was at a loss for what to do.Should I leave the job? But if I do how would aunt Caroline bear my expenses? Those thoughts had been racing through her mind, forcing her to close her eyes. She failed to realize what to do, but she knew Alexander was not a sane being. He was insane! What kind of person would try this on his personal maid? She had no intention to depart her room considering she knew she could eventually run into him. In any case, it was his house as well. Shaking her head, she twisted the doorknob and opened it wide enough to move outside. Her heart was beating rapidly, she was shaking badly and silently prayed for not to see him for the rest of the day. She slowly moved closer to the kitchen, which was vacant. She sighed in relief because Martha wasn't there considering the fact that Martha might question her abo
Alexander He drank the entire glass of vodka in a few gulps, savoring the burning sensation as it passed down his throat, bringing serenity to his body and mind. He closed his eyes for a few seconds before opening them to see the brunette beside him, her fingers roving around his chest and her tongue flirtatiously licking her lips. Her face was smeared with want. At the sight of her, he gritted his teeth. Her breasts were clearly visible through the thin silk cloth and her face was fully covered with makeup. Disgusting.In that club, there were a lot of beautiful and hot women. He could have all of them on their knees begging him to take them if he so desired. But in his mind, there was only one girl.Emma.He closed his eyes and her face appeared. He couldn't help but shudder at the sight of her. Her beautiful eyes...her silky hair, and fuck, those lips. He could immediately feel himself get hard at just the thought of her."Emma," he muttered under his breath. Her name sounded so
EmmaEveryone was busy. She had to agree that it was a busy day for them. Everyone was running from here and there. Emma was cleaning the living room. They were informed that Mr. King would have some important business clients in their house and he wanted the whole house cleaned before they got home. So, everyone was working so that they wouldn't get scolded by Mr. King. "Hurry up girls, we have to make dinner too and it's already 4 pm! What are you all doing!" Martha yelled and hurried towards them."Girls please we need to hurry, okay? And Leida I want you to help me cut the vegetables and Sarah take out all the new plates and glasses from the storeroom, ma'am told me to use those," both Sarah and Leida nodded their heads and left the living room."Uh...Martha, what do I have to do?" She asked her."Oh, honey you just work in the garden for now as we only need to prepare the dinner. If I need help, I'll call you," she said and left. Emma sighed in relief. At least she didn't have
Emma had been working at the king's for about two months. She was missing Caroline terribly and was considering meeting her. She wasn't sure if Martha would let her take the day off to visit her.She was having lunch along with all the other maids and Martha. All were gossiping and Martha was talking to one of the maids. "So that's why I'm here working for this rich family!" She heard someone say. Emma was snapped out of her thought and looked at Venessa beside her who was telling her something but she was so lost in her thoughts that she didn't hear a single thing."Uh...I'm sorry but what did you say? D-do you mind r-repeating?" Venessa chuckled."Of course hun. Well, I was saying that my mom is sick and my dad is a drunkard, so I have to pay for my little sister's school fees and the other expenses that's why I'm working here," she stated, sadness was clear in her voice. Emma's heart clenched. She has parents but not the ones that a child would ask for."I'm sorry Venessa.""Oh, s