pain

The morning sunlight filtered through the thin curtains, casting a warm glow on Allison's features. Her eyes fluttered open, a disoriented haze clouding her mind as she struggled to make sense of her surroundings. The heavy weight of her master's body pressed against her, a stark reminder of last night's brutal events.

Her body throbbed with pain, each movement sending a fresh wave of agony coursing through her veins. Biting her lip, she fought against the tears that threatened to spill forth, refusing to give into the despair that threatened to overwhelm her.

With each passing moment, Allison's fury and humiliation mounted. She squirmed against his hold, her muscles straining against his grip as she desperately sought to escape his clutches. But Romario held fast, his arms like steel bands that refused to relent.

Finally, he stirred, his eyes flickering open to meet her glare. Without a word, he pressed his lips to her forehead, the gesture a mockery of affection. Allison recoiled,