Reluctantly, Eleonora followed behind the tall, armed man who was leading her once again to the monster's abode. Her body was already screaming in horror of what was to come, her legs were shaking and her palms sweaty.
She wanted to turn around and run, as fast as she could but there were guards at every turn, she wouldn't make it out of the mansion before she would be shot dead.
They arrived at the door and the guard left the way for her to enter. She gulped down hard before pushing the open and walking in, her entire body shivering from fear.
Unlike before, there was a lot of light in the room, revealing most of the things she did not see on her first visit. But Leonardo was nowhere to be seen, and she couldn't hear the shower either.
She stood by the door like a lost puppy, staring at all the components that made up the room. A sign above the bed caught her attention, it was more of a symbol. A horse with a sword driven through its head, that was the sign.
Her eyebrows furrowed as she tried to recall where she had seen that symbol before. She bit her lip when the memory refused to surface, but she could swear that she had seen that symbol somewhere before.
She was jolted out of her thoughts when she heard a door creak open behind her. She turned quickly only to find Leonardo walking out of an inner room with another man. They were chattering until they saw her, then they both went silent.
“Is she the one?” The nerdy looking man asked Leonardo who gave a short nod.
“She's gorgeous. Instead of a slave, she should be your concubine.” He teased, letting out a light chuckle but Leo glared at him and he stopped laughing.
His name was Nicholas DeLuna, Leo's cousin and right hand man. He was the only person that Leo trusts, the only person he ever let in on all his secrets. Nicholas loved to call them best friends, but Leo was never the touchy feely type.
“You may leave now Nicholas, I'll call you back when I need you.” Leo said and Nicholas obeyed, winking at Eleonora on his way out.
His presence made Eleonora feel relieved, but as soon as he left, the fear of what was about to happen settled on her again.
She watched as Leo walked over to his bed and opened the drawer beside it. He pulled out a small container which contained some pills and swallowed two.
Eleonora wondered what sickness he had that made him take drugs. She also noticed how hyper he was until he took those drugs, he quickly calmed down, his intimidating aura returning.
“Don't just stand there, you know what to do.” His voice came, a bit cracked this time around. She swallowed the lump in her throat as her hands shakily went up to unbutton her dress.
Before long, her dress had dropped down to her ankles, leaving her bare in front of her torturer yet again. She wore nothing underneath, because she couldn't find any undergarments in her closet.
She stepped out of the clothes and slowly made her way over to the bed, her legs almost failing her as she stumbled a few times. She was quick to regain composure and finally stood in front of the hungry looking man.
“Nicholas isn't wrong about you being gorgeous.. I guess the poor lighting a few hours ago deprived me of seeing how truly beautiful you are.” He grinned and her cheeks flushed.
She scolded herself internally for actually blushing at his compliments. It was no news that she found him attractive, but his words shouldn't have any effect on her, especially when she knew how he was about to treat her.
“Don't get ahead of yourself, I have absolutely no interest in you. All I find beautiful are those.” He pointed to her boobs, completely destroying the confidence she gathered a few seconds ago.
“I am not a loyal man Eleonora, but for these, I'm willing to be stuck on you.” He gently held her boobs in his hands, soft groans escaping his lips.
There he goes again! Messing with her head with his mixed signals. She couldn't help but get shy, her heart still thumping in her chest. Her eyes darted to the drawer where he keeps the torture tools, a flash of the last time making her jerk.
“So fucking perfect.” He groaned in a low tone, massaging her mounds carefully, concentrating on each one. As his thumb and index finger pinched the right nipple, his lips engulfed the other, pressing down on it. He released her nipple with a loud smack, letting it bounce out if his mouth.
“Look how red..” he continued, salivating over her boobs.
Watching him do that turned her on in ways that she could have never imagined. She fought against her own body but lost, her feet curled up as she struggled not to moan.
“I could suck them all day.” He sighed and took the nipple in his mouth again, allowing his tongue to graze the hardened nipple. His other hand caressed her right breast, causing goosebumps to cover her skin.
He released her again with another loud smack, and dug in again, harder than the last time. As he swirled his tongue around her areola and nipple, low, throaty grunts escaped from him, forcing her to snap her head back in pure pleasure.
This was part of his torture and she knew it. He would turn her on so badly and then break her apart later.
“Come on Eleonora, I want to hear you moan.” He started to suck her like a child would suck its mother's nipple, biting her in-between. He took his hand off her breast and moved further down to her entrance, feeling the heat emanating from there.
With the tip of his finger, he explored her entrance, feeling and savouring her wetness, enjoying her shaky but desperate legs.
“Moan for me..” he demanded, his tone commanding but seductive. She bit her lip, ashamed of herself for wanting to submit to this man. She crazily wanted to feel his hand up her wet kitty, exploring her walls and massaging her needy clit.
“Fuck..” she groaned as soon as his fingers went up her pussy. Her walls tightened around his two fingers as he began to thrust in and out of her, ever so gentle.
“Come on..”
“Oh..” a soft moan escaped her lips.
“That's it.” He grinned and returned his mouth to her nipple, sucking her out with pure passion, his grunts matching the rhythm of hid thrusts.
“Oh.. oooh!” She started to moan louder, her eyes clapping shut as her back arched. How was he doing this to her? How did he make all her fears disappear in the blink of an eye?
“Music to my ears.. don't stop.” He ordered, increasing his pace as he bit her nipple softly. Her moans filled the room and his ears, making him release a sly grin.
“Tell me, what do you want? What do you want right now?” He whispered, rolling his tongue from her nipple, all the way up to her neck. Her knees shivered.
Without shame, she opened her mouth to speak;
“I want you Leonardo, I want all of you in me.”
“Now, I'm going to make this easy for us, just do as you're told, and I won't have to punish you.” Leo whispered softly into her ear, sending shivers down her spine. She gave a slow nod, briefly meeting his gaze.“Good girl,” he grinned, letting go of her. “Get on the bed.” ***The sun had just risen, and Eleonora woke up to the sound of other maids running around downstairs. The clanking of stainless plates and clicking of ceramic ornaments irritated her sleep, forcing her to get out of bed.She wondered what was going on, but the pain she was feeling dominated her thoughts. She could vividly remember what happened last night, she could still remember the satisfaction on Leo's face as he allowed his cum to pour all over her, decorating her boobs and face. Eleonora couldn't help but shudder, as if trying to shake the feeling off, but the embarrassment lingered above her head, refusing to be wiped off. She still couldn't believe that she gave him the permission to fuck her again aft
Eleonora was assigned to serve Pablo DeLuna, Leo's oldest uncle. He lived in the other mansion that was opposite the maid's quarters. His breakfast was placed in a tray and handed to her, but before she could make it out of the kitchen, madam Gigi entered, looking worried.“Drop that and follow me.” She ordered. “What? But I'm supposed to serve..”“Are you deaf!? Just do as I say!” Madam Gigi fired. Eleonora had no other choice but to leave the food behind and follow her. They walked into the main mansion and met Anna-Marie sitting in the living room and sipping wine. Eleonora gulped when she was made to stand before the mistress, Anna-Marie's aura was that powerful.“Is she the one?” Anna-Marie asked madam Gigi who simply gave a nod. Eleonora was not able to keep her eyes on the mistress, but Anna-Marie could not take her eyes off her. She seemed to be in disbelief, her tongue failing her at that moment. She stared at Eleonora, unable to wrap her head around the fact that she was
Eleonora sat quietly on the bed, her eyes glued on Leonardo who was helping her apply ointment to her bruised skin. She knew what would come as soon as he was done treating her and she dreaded it. Despite that, she found herself taking in how truly handsome he was.“All done,” Leonardo grinned, putting the box away. Eleonora gulped but remained in her position, knowing that there was no way she could get out of it. She mentally prepared herself for the pain she was about to feel.Leonardo did not waste a second before grabbing her waist and pulling her closer to himself. She let out a gasp but quickly shut her mouth, trying not to get on his nerves. After all, if Anna-Marie was able to punish her so severely, how much more, him?“Don't be so flustered, I'm not a beast.” He chuckled, taking in her scent as he had his face buried in her neck. Eleonora slightly cocked her head to the side, giving him the space to explore her neck and shoulders, covering them with kisses.“You smell like
The truck finally screeched to a halt, the forced stop causing Eleonora to tumble over in the back of the truck. Her head slammed against the cold, aluminum floor, forcing a wince out of her. She struggled to get up, the chains that were binding her legs and hands not allowing for a lot of movement.She heard the door the truck slam shut and her heart sunk. It only meant that she had to face the mean man again. Not only was he rough, he manhandled her and treated her like a piece of rag instead of a human being. She heard his heavy footsteps, which finally stopped and was followed by the loud cranky noise of the trunk opening.Eleonora started to shake from fear as the doors finally creaked open, revealing the huge, bald man. Not once had she seen any expression on his face, his big, flat nose was always scrunched up and he always had a toothpick sticking out the corner of his lips. He stared at her, letting out a low grunt. The stench of his white tank top which had almost become br
Eleonora's face turned pale after hearing those words. She stood still, her feet seemingly planted to the ground as she tried to make sense of the entire situation. She was supposed to be working as a maid, so why was this unnaturally hot man asking her to take off her clothes? She doesn't recognize him, she thought she would be meeting the man who bought her from the organization.“I don't understand sir.” She spoke up, still clueless about what was happening.The shirtless man said nothing. Instead, he got up from where he was, taking slow strides towards the scared girl. He stopped right in front of her, towering above her as she was forced to lift her chin to look at him. The expression on his face was blank, making it difficult to read. His hazel brown eyes stared down at her, holding a firm iciness that made shivers run down her spine. His demeanor was cold and unwelcoming, his lips twitching in underlying anger. She could immediately read that he was not happy, causing her to
Laying in a pool of her own sweat, Eleonora wondered what her life had become. Had she been brought only to satisfy the awkward cravings of this heartless man? She knew that life was tough on her before, but this is a whole new level of pain which she wasn't sure she could bear.The door opened slightly, a little light sipping into the dark room. She was naked and wet, a very embarassing situation which she didn't want to be found in. She watched as a familiar figure entered the room, walking towards the bed. Her eyes softened when she saw that it was madam Gigi, then, all the tears she had been holding back started to trickle down her red cheeks.“It's alright my dear, come on.” Madam Gigi said softly as she carefully took off the bindings and handcuffs. Once freed, Eleonora hugged herself, trying to cover her shame, but nothing could wipe away the mark that has been left on her. “Let's leave. We have to go before he gets back.” Madam Gigi said, helping her down from the bed. She s