THE CRYING BIRD

Chains, belts, ropes...

As he turned to me, he smirked with looks that were so predatory.

"Like I said I love inflicting pain on others particularly you." He said and my eyes widened by his words.

What in the world is he going to do to me? is this what Madam Sabrina meant?

I questioned with no one to reply...

There was no glimmer of emotions in his day, it went cold as if my existence had ceased in his perception. I was only a s*x slave, and he my master. But I have never been touched by anyone, I don't know how it works.

"Come closer!" it was quick and demanding, the weight of his voice exudes authority and power. Madam Sabrina has told me not to resist him, she said I should give myself willingly... And, then I thought if I should resist him, was he going to use those on me?

Is that what the old woman meant when she said I will be able to save my neck? I thought as I gulped hard on my throat, sweat, and anxiety washing over me. But, he just stood there, arms to his sides with those things in his hands.

His eyes were piercing and it's then I knew I had been standing for long, prolonging matters and he might not have liked that.

I took my steps slowly, my feet too cold and heavy to walk me, maybe Vetta was right... we should have escaped.

No! I can't have those thoughts now, if I was right if at all the Lord has found me to his liking I might survive, he might not be as others thought of him.

Finally, I was so close to him as I remain frozen on the spot as he lean his hands forward and it fell on my hair.

"Now, strip!" There it comes again, his words keep getting familiar as if I had experienced this before as if I had known him for a lifetime.

As I raised my gaze high and locked eyes with him, I need not be told, I let my dress loose and it fell on the floor.

This was my first!

*

She was dressed in a red burgundy gown, the beating of her heart seemed to keep pace with her heavy steps as she walked around the room Adia had left her in.

Hands folded, eyes closed, she prayed in a whisper and hoped it reaches the heavens to grant her wish tonight. Excluding the part of Adia's plan, she knows very well how dangerous the night might be for her...

She's a v*in and if the others were right about the Lord, she might not be herself anymore...

As she was gallivanting around, the door silently opens and madam Sabrina walks in with a mug in her hand.

"You seem worried." The old woman said.

"Yes madam."

"Why? Is it about your friend?"

"Yes, what if..."

"Shush!" she stopped abruptly. "Whatever happens to your friend tonight, trust me she deserves every bit of it." She replied with a wide smile.

Vetta got vented, she knows nothing about Adia, how dare she speak ill of her? She thought with a frown on her face and then she ignored the madam.

"I know I sounded rude, it's just the truth. You will get to understand when the time comes." That would be her last statement but Vetta never responded.

*******

His visage was dark, shadowy with no expression, he pats the back of her head twice and continues towards her cheek, he felt the beautiful soft skin and slowly he placed a kiss there. Adia was surprised, she shivered by his actions.

Was she right? she quickly calculated and then she was hopeful again. Nazarack then scoffed, he touches her hair again as he let her blonde curly mass falls wildly over her shoulder.

He was contented with her smell and her body, as he bends towards her b****t area, slowly and teasingly he grabbed her right b*ast, he kissed it and suckled on her n**plus, Adia's heart thuds, the feeling was pleasing, sweet.

"You taste nice...." Nazarack stopped and walked towards the bed, majestically, he sat and pulled off his robe and his underlings. A blush pecked Adia's cheek, the Lord is naked right in front of her, he wasn't like the others thought him to be, he wasn't like she had thought as well.

He kissed her and even suckled on her b***t, surely, she was right the Lord must be in love with...

"You are obliged to fulfill all my requests..." Nazarack began which halted her from thinking any further.

He continues "..... wishes, along with satisfying my needs, you can't say no, you must be submissive, subject to me alone! you shall not stain yourself with other men, you are not permitted to fall in love with me and with another too, I don't need your love, all I want is your body, you are mine alone to have, my puppet, my slave as I am your Lord, your Master, from today onward you are nothing but my personal slave, you are worthless because s*x is your only duty, you will not deprive me, you shall not!" Her breathes hitches when those swirls of blue eyes turn a shade darker, but then she did not hesitate to reply.

"Yes my Lord." There came her reply.

"Now, come and please me, turn me on... suck my p*nis"

"S..s...uck your what?" She asked with shaky breaths.

"You heard me right." Disgusting! Dirty! Never! she thought but couldn't bring the words alive.

Why would she do that? how is this allowed? She said inwardly but quickly get the thoughts off her mind.

She can't say no to her lord. Her knees slowly found the cold floor, he was sitting on the bed with his thighs lightly spread apart.

Jerking her weary eyelids, she grabbed his little man and slowly without pleasure, caressed him. Sliding his p*nis in her hands as it grew hard.

"Hmm." Nazarack moaned with his eyes almost closed, she lacks experience of this so the thought alone makes her feel less than an animal. She took his p*nis which was already growing hard in her hands. Eyes closed she slides it into her mouths and began riding him with her lips, the Lord was contented, he felt his c*ck nudged at the tip, whirlwind of pleasure roaming at large as she slides in slowly.

"Faster." He commanded. Adia hesitated at first but soon increase her pace, it was her first-ever, but she did better for a novice.

Nazarack grabbed her hair and her head stuck in deeper, sucking him and her tongue dances around his shaft.

The feeling wasn't mutual, Nazarack was feeling a sweet sensation of pleasure but Adia was not. His rod was touching her throat which would almost make her choke. Saying no is impossible and continuing is difficult. Finally! she let out a hoarse guttural groan.

She stopped!

"My Lord, I can do anything else... but not this "

"Pooor!!!" Before she could finish her words, a thunderous slap was what ensured in the air. It almost landed her on the floor as she held her cheeks firmly.

"How... dare you?" That was all he said in response. He walked over to his desk and picked the belt.

"I told you not deny me, be submissive to me!" A wave of terror filled her. She kicked up to her knees, hands in the air, and pleaded... But, it was all in vain as he raised his belt high.

"Turn around!" The expressions on his face shows he wasn't going to repeat that, trembling she turned to him and in a second she felt as if her skin was almost burning up with one lash.

"Am your master!" He said with his husky voice then came another beating.

"Ahh!!" She groaned.

"Repeat after me, You shall always do as I say." Another stroke came on her buttocks and she cried aloud.

"I own you! I am your master, your lord, I will stumble on you if you deny me."

"You own me! you are my master, my Lord, and you shall stumble on me if I say no." She said in pain.

His body taut with tension, he dropped the belt and dragged her towards the bed and then he kicked her as her body landed on the large mass.

"You just have to answer with a yes or no. Are you a v*in?!" He asked and she squinted her eyes tightly in tears.

She replied... "Yes my Lord." In a very shaky tone that depicts fear.