I thought about Jacques’ words to me as I spent the next three days in seclusion at the safe house. Lenard frequently sent people to visit me and ensure I was fine, and knowing he wasn’t coming, I just felt gladder. The discomfort in my body from sharing a bed with the person who hurt me in the past, plus how I was being used by Kaiser for his needs and then, slept with my ex, tended to make me dizzy.I had to strike eventually. Lenard and Lee Jung were why I was in this sorry state. If not for what happened to me, I would be living a happy blissful life with Syl now as his woman. Thinking of Syl, I recalled his dismayed face after we had intercourse. He wasn’t in love. I was just a fragment of his past affection for the easygoing and spirited Piper who was the best buddy of Sherry Summers.Not to forget that I now wished she was dead.
Whenever I close my eyes, the same scene plays in my mind over and over. But this nightmare never ends. Waking up is the true nightmare. I am stuck in a series of harrowing encounters. One that will never end. - PIPER ~~~~~ Lenard’s Den My name was Piper. As far as I remember, I was a happy-go-lucky twenty-three-year-old working at Lin Corporation, a corporation that does everything from production to sales and deliveries. But one day, because of defending my best friend Sherry from her attacker, I fell into his trap. Then they abducted, abused, and broke me in cold blood.
Feeling the man pull out from me intensely, I knew it was over. But knowing that I would meet with the same ordeal repeatedly, hopelessness overcame me. It would never be over. Not until I found a way out of it all. They secured the den with plentiful guardsmen. Bulky chains covered my hands and feet, leaving me with no way to break free easily. I lay motionless like a log all this while, allowing them to do whatever they wanted to me. The men chattered, laughing among themselves outside the door to my cell. “The Master is very kind, letting us enjoy his toy while he is away.” “Maybe he was tired of her, lying like a corpse while he did all the hard work.” “Anyway, he will have a new bride soon. Then he’ll ha
Milanda’s room As I knew, it was a dream. I woke up again with puffy eyes. I had to be crying in my sleep. Milanda was sitting on the far end of the bed, watching me like a hawk. “Hmm, hmm. So very interesting.” I cowered, pulling the soft duvet closer around me. “What are you talking about?” “I meant your little love story. Thought you are an innocent victim that Lenard Lee just brought back to satisfy his cravings. It turns out you aren’t too pure yourself, being the other woman in a relationship.” She uttered her words so confidently as if she had just bore her X-ray vision of me and seen the memories I kept in my heart.
I forced myself up, and ignoring the pain in my knees, clambered up the nearby bed. In my mind, it concerned me he was going to tear me apart again. Ever since I stopped seeing Jacques come for me, he had likely departed on his trip as well. I heard from the guards’ chattering that he had left to conquer some territories and only today I had known that he had left for his impending marriage. Not that it would help me. The only way I could stay alive was to not die. After waking up from the dream with my injuries somewhat healed, I felt calmer and thought more rationally. Even though I had no explanation for it, I suspected it was the childish version of Milanda- the witch. What she had done to me had helped me. After I successfully left this place, I would plot my revenge, I swore silently. Closing my eyes, I wis
I was so mistaken when I thought he would have allowed me to spend the night in his bed. Instead, he had kicked me off his bed in the middle of the night. He ordered me to sleep on the icy floor. It was even worse than being in prison. Humiliated and used me to satisfy his desires for Milanda. I persevered, all for the bigger picture. Three days later, Milanda summoned me. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Milanda’s first question was how the Master had been. It was a hard question for me to answer. Thinking of how he was careful with me while I was the ‘Milanda substitute’ but going all cruel with me when he grumbled about how Jacques was taking a long time made me weak with pain.
It was a cold rainy morning when a scruffy guard awoke me. Knowing everything in my enslaved life had been laid out for me, I wasn’t interested in paying much attention to what he was talking about. The torment by the Master had gone on for over a week, and I wasn’t keen to think about what games would wait for me today, or his volatile attitude. All I just wanted to do was survive. Where was Jacques, and when would I finally be free from my cage? “Hurry. The Master is waiting,” the guard muttered impatiently, throwing the dress they expected me to wear on the ground. I took a quick glimpse, barely making out a purple silk-like dress with bows on one side in the dimly lit room. Had I been the Piper I was before, it would have been beautiful to me. But all these material things didn’t matter to me anymore. I was as used and broken as they made me to be.
I awoke to find myself in total darkness, with no remembrance of where I was. My first impression upon feeling my surroundings was that I was in a jungle. How did I even arrive to be here? I didn’t know the answer. But then, I heard him. “I will break you,” his words echoed in my mind. Immediately, I didn’t think of where I was or how he got there. My instinct was to run. And I ran as fast as I could, but the next thing was that the Master was right before me. I saw his face as clear as day. His venomous laughter instilled fear in me. I was like the little pig running from the Big Bad Wolf in the stories I heard as a child. Scared out of my wits, but unable to run from him. “What do you want from me?” I trembled so hard that my teeth chattered and took a few steps backwards. I sought the courage