Juliette’s trying to fight back, but her mind and body aren’t in line. I don’t know what drugs that guy gave Juliette were aroused by the touch, even just from that guy’s breath. Juliette complained, and without preventing her from muttering, “Master…”
Anxiety is heard near her ear, and Juliette feels a kiss on her cheek and temples. “Good girl. Call me one more time.”
“Master…”
“Feeling good, huh? This was supposed to be your punishment for fighting me and trying to threaten me.” The man’s voice sounded so seductive, but Juliette couldn’t recognize the voice because of the drugs. Even trying to focus is so hard.
Juliette gasps when she feels a faint caress in her still-closed area of womanhood. Juliette’s whole body trembled with joy. “Just by my touch, you’ve become like this, kitten. Did you consider this a gift and not a punishment?” Juliette took a breath when the whip came back on her body. Several times, she felt the lash until Juliette became disheveled, and lust and passion overtook her body.
Juliette can only moan and doesn’t try to fight back when the man pulls Juliette until she wakes up, and she doesn’t raise a protest when the man puts her on a bed and puts her in a position to task.
Her face turned a little pale when there was a camera lit right near the foot of the bed. Juliette was directed to face the camera. She sizzled as his jaw was gripped, forcing her face to point straight at the camera. “Now, let’s record your pretty face while you’re at it.” The man buried her face in Juliette’s neck niche, inhaling the scent coming out of Juliette’s body.
“Now is the time to have fun,” the man grumbled sensually. Juliette heard the sound of a buckle and a zipper being opened, and then she gasped as her underwear was pulled out to shreds. “We’ll play it back that night. To celebrate your stepfather’s death, how?”
“N-no…” Juliette opens her mouth to form an “O” when the man’s manhood enters her body with a single rough snap.
“You’re a disobedient child, doing dirty things while your family and mother are grieving.”
“Le… Leo… Help me…” Juliette sizzled as the grip on her jaw grew before one of her asses was struck.
“Don’t mention another man’s name!” the man growled in a terrible tone. Then, he quickened his hip movement, entering Juliette with a fast and deep tempo. Juliette was grouchy, and her hands gripped the sheets firmly. “Who owns you?” he asked in a warning tone.
“You.” The man came back, asking the same question. “You.” That question kept repeating until what was in Juliette’s head was just the fact that she belonged to that guy.
“Good. Remember, kitten. You are mine.”
“Yes, master…”
Juliette guessed the grin engraved on the man’s face and heard Juliette’s answer. “Since you’ve become a good girl, I’ll make sure tonight you feel satisfied with my touch and keep remembering it.”
Juliette doesn’t understand what that guy means. Still, whatever it is, it’s going to end badly with her because that guy is a sex maniac who’s going to play her body all the way that the psychopath wants.
…
The following day, Juliette woke up with anger, disappointment, and deep regret. Her body felt heavy as if the weight of her emotions was pressing down on her from every direction. She lowered her gaze to look at her bare body, covered in red marks and bruises-undeniable evidence of what had happened the night before. Even the thick blanket couldn’t hide the traces of the previous night’s events. The pain she felt wasn’t just physical; it was emotional as well. Juliette buried her face in her hands, trying to hold back the tears pooling in the corners of her eyes.
She felt dirty, utterly filthy, for allowing the man to do what he had. Not a word of protest had escaped her lips, and at some point, her body had responded in ways that pained her heart. She had accepted it, even asked for more. The thought made her nauseous, self-loathing spreading through every part of her being. Juliette felt like a disgraceful woman who had betrayed Leo, the man who loved her with all his heart, so sincerely. What would Leo think if he found out about this? Juliette couldn’t help but wonder why Leo hadn’t come to check on her to make sure she was okay. If only Leo had come, she might have been saved from the hands of that monster.
Juliette lifted her head when she suddenly heard familiar sounds-her own voice. Her heart raced. She turned toward the source of the sound, and her face turned pale when she saw her new phone lying on the bedside table. The screen lit up. The phone was playing a video from the horrifying night before, recorded with chilling clarity. Next to the phone was a black envelope containing a letter from the man.
With trembling hands, Juliette reached for her phone. Her eyes welled with tears as she stared at the video playing on the screen, showing things that should never have existed. After a few seconds that felt like a nightmare, she hurriedly turned off the video, her breathing short and rapid. Tears slowly began to fall from her eyes. After shutting off the video, Juliette grabbed the black envelope and read the letter inside.
-I want you to surrender to me, give me absolute control over you. Just like you did at the party five years ago, and of course, like last night. I want it every day, kitten. I want it forever. You belong to me entirely. We will meet again, but until then, enjoy the show.-
Juliette crushed the letter and threw the crumpled paper across the room with a scream. She climbed out of bed and stormed into the bathroom, determined to erase every trace of the man from her body.
She couldn’t let this man continue to threaten and use her. This had to stop. After cleaning herself and completing her morning routine, Juliette decided to do what she should have done long ago.
“I’m going to report you to the police,” she mutters, staring at the video the man had sent.”You won’t get away with this.”
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“Juliette? Where are you going?” That was the first thing Robbin asked as they crossed paths on the stairs.
Juliette smiled and replied, “Why are you asking, Robby? But right, to answer your question, I’m heading back to my apartment. This place is suffocating me.”
Robbin frowned at Juliette’s words. “What’s wrong, Julli? Did something happen? Tell me, do you have a problem?”
Juliette wanted so badly to tell Robbin everything she had been going through, thinking maybe Robbin could help her find out who was behind it. She wanted to share her burden with him, but she stopped herself, remembering one sentence the man had written in the letter he sent.
‘Don’t ever tell anyone, or there will be consequences.’
Juliette was willing to defy the man’s orders, but she would never involve Robbin in it.
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