Ava’s POV
(Flashback)
Sunlight glinted in the room. I groaned as my eyes met the gleam of the sun. I felt intense pain in my head when I remembered being tortured by my new master. I vividly recall him whacking me and dragging me by my hair.
The pain could never be described in words. My body trembled as I remembered every detail of the cruel treatment I’d received. I sobbed quietly, staring at my bruised body. The tears in my eyes rolled down my cheeks, making me dizzy.
Oh, Lord! Have pity on me.
I was going through too much suffering. This jerk of a son was not going to spare me. He forcefully took my virtue away from me and whacked me whenever I was stubborn or defied him. Everything was becoming too much. I was sick of this sludge.
I vowed to avenge myself. I would exact my vengeance on everyone who had hurt me. My thirst for vengeance would never be quenched. None of them deserved to live among the human race because they were nothing but beasts, pure evil. I was full of wrath towards them.
Why should I die before hanging my enemies? I must cut off their heads and hang them without showing them any mercy.
I crept out of trancing when I heard the door open and shut, revealing one of my enemies and my new master, Mr. David.
Mr. David was an old man in his 60s, but he had a small figure. He had children and grandchildren, as well as a spouse. His wife was perfectly fine. I wasn’t chained up like an animal when I was with Mr. Drake, my old master.
They were both happy. He was happy with his family, and he treated me like a varmint here. His family never lived with him. I saw them for the first time when they came to visit.
I tried to yell for help, but there was a guard with me, and I couldn’t risk it because he had been instructed by him to whack me if I tried to play smarter with the guard. The door slammed shut, showing him. My heartbeat quickened as he took a step toward me.
“Hey, beauty, did you miss me?” he asked, but I stayed mute. “Are you deaf? Or are you trying to play me?!” This time, he couldn’t control his rage.
“Yes, master. I missed you,” I lied, painfully smiling.
“Good girl. Now come to daddy’s arms. Let daddy make you feel good,” he said, trying to flirt with me. No, he was indeed flirting with me.
I wanted to throw up. He was disgusting. I didn’t make any effort to move, but a terrifying scream emitted from my lips when he clasped my hair, hauling me by my hair down the cold floor. I could not stop my scream as everywhere hurt. He was going to murder me. My screams echoed all over the room.
“If you don’t shut your mouth, I’m going to permanently shut it and whack you to your early grave!” he threatened, his rage visible in his eyes.
I immediately stopped screaming. I’d only beg now.
“I told you to shut up! If I hear your voice again, I’ll cut off your tongue!” he roared more angrily than before.
I kept my lips sealed and went silent because I knew him too well. He was different from my old master, who kept threatening to kill me but never did. Mr. David was a cold-blooded animal who enjoyed fucking me and seeing me in pain. I would never mess with this monster disguised as a human.
I shivered as he continued to whack my already replenished body with various cuts and bruises. I could only pray in my mind not to be killed because I was determined to exact my vengeance on them. He finally let go of me when he was done tormenting me.
“Will you come to daddy now, darling?” he asked, licking the bloodstain on his hand. He wiped my blood away with his tongue.
What a real monster he was.
I crawled over to him. My body had already adapted to the punishment and beating, and I couldn’t feel any more pain than I had the first time. I clung to his feet, unable to stand.
“What is wrong with you? Darling, I told you to come to daddy, not hold daddy’s feet,” he said as he kicked me in the face.
I couldn’t stand on my own for several minutes as I struggled and struggled. Minutes turned into hours before I was able to stand on my own feet. He made fun of me after seeing how much I was struggling.
“I always feel so good when I see you like this. I always enjoy seeing your face and body like this, darling. I find pleasure in your pain and misery, and you know what? My doctor advised me to do whatever makes me happy, and that is making you suffer. It’s the best thing I’ve ever wanted,” he said into my ear. “I like it more when you struggle hard as I fuck you, penetrating deep inside your tight cunt.”
My blood began to boil, and resentment and anger welled up within me. I wanted to fight him and break his neck, but that would be an easy death for him.
I wanted to struggle and break his neck, but it would be an easy death for him. I wanted to give him a slow and painful one. I wanted him to beg for a quick death, but he wasn’t going to get one.
“Master, as long as you’re happy, it doesn’t matter if I’m in pain,” I said bitterly.
“Good. You make me happy and satisfied, darling. Seems like my beating works magic on your brain,” he mocked. “But before we get to my pleasure, I want you to go in there and take your bath,” he said, motioning to the bathroom.
“Yes, master.”
I made my way to the bathroom. I quickly finished my bath and exited the bathroom before he shouted at me. I walked out of the shower room and saw him sitting on the bed.
“Master, I’m done bathing,” I said.
His sinful eyes scanned my entire body from head to toe. I wanted to pull his eyes out of their sockets. I averted my gaze, attempting to conceal my rage from his stare.
“What are you trying to do? Are you trying to cover up your body away from my eyes, darling?” he asked, sneering at me. “Tell me, baby girl, which part of your body I haven’t seen or touched yet. I’ve even fucked your cunt and your asshole.”
He was mocking me. He was right. After all, he had seen everything, and he had taken my virtue away from me with force. I already bore the pain when he forcefully snatched it from me.
“What are you thinking about, and why are you standing there? Should I be the one to teach you how to pleasure me again?!” he hissed, pushing me onto the bed.
“Master, could you please not do this today? My body is weak, and I might pass out without giving you all the pleasure you want and need,” I told him, hoping he would let go of me, but he proved me wrong by giving me a lethal glare.
“I don’t care if you pass out or not. All I know is that I need to get my pleasure from your body today,” he said as he tossed the towel off my body and roamed all over my body with his hands.
My tears streamed uncontrollably down my cheeks. My emotions overtook me, and I felt the urge to kill him while he was on top of me. I squeezed my eyes shut as he grabbed my legs. He let out a moan and raised my legs higher, thrusting in and out of my chest.
I was exhausted by the time he let go of my leg. He groaned as he thrust deeper into me, his hand gripped tightly around my waist.
“Oh, yeah!” he moaned. “Do you like it, darling? Do you share my pleasure?”
I could only nod my head in response. I didn’t want to be beaten any longer.
“I guess the drugs that my friends gave me work well. I’m enjoying every inch of your body right now, and it feels great. Get on your fours,” he commanded and pulled out of my cunt. “I want to taste and feel your ass gas.”
I never disobeyed him. I immediately obeyed and did as he instructed.
“Fuck!” he grunted as he slammed into me, stretching me all over again and making me tremble. “Goodness! It feels so good.”
I couldn’t bring myself to scream. I just held on to the bed sheet for support as he pounded harder on me. He was on drugs again. His thrust was becoming more violent.
“Master, please! I’m about to pass out,” I begged him, trying to pull his hand away from my body, but I could not. His grip was tight on me, very tight, and I was becoming weaker.
I could never like or forgive my father. The horrible memories he instilled in me would remind me for the rest of my life that he was a monster, and I despised him to the core.
“P-Please, stop…” My voice was vulnerable, but he ignored me and continued with his violent thrust.
I couldn’t beg anymore. I was tired and sick. The only thing that came to mind was my vengeance. He pounded on me until I fainted.
***
“Are you awake, my baby girl?” I heard him ask as soon as I opened my eyes.
I looked around, trying to recall what had happened. My entire body ached. I remembered how he nearly fucked me to death. My eyes glowed with fear as I saw his shaft poised to strike and slam my cunt.
“W-What are you trying to do to me again?” I asked, my voice breaking. My entire body shuddered as he approached me on the bed. “Please don’t do this anymore!”
“What did I do wrong, darling? Why are you begging me? You’re mine, my slave. Have you forgotten about it?” he said. “Don’t tell me you don’t enjoy it. I’m sure you do. You’re only pretending.”
“Please don’t come near me! Don’t touch me!” I fought back, weeping aloud.
“What? I’m not finished with you or your body yet. I need another round of pleasure from you. The drugs are still working on me, so try to be a good girl and offer me your body now before I get mad at you, darling,” he threatened with a devilish grin on his face.
My eyes were getting heavier. My body could no longer withstand it and I passed out again. He slammed hard into my chest.