The Secrets and Lies Must be Exposed

Edith's greatest fear was visiting Mr. Godwin, but it was one reality she couldn't escape no matter how hard she tried. Regretting ever accepting the Deaconess's deal the first day she approached them, she lamented to herself as she dressed up reluctantly for her night runs. Oh… how she wished she could return all the gifts and goodies the Deaconess had ever given to her, and just be free like every normal student, she thought to herself. Working for the Deaconess was a misery she couldn't go on living. Scrutinizing her scar-filled body, she wondered about the fresh pain she was yet to gain from her nightly affair with Mr. Godwin. She ran her hands over her scars, terrified of all the horrible things Mr. Godwin had done to her. Yet there she was again dolling herself up just for his pleasure… while she receives pain.

Looking around the quiet dorm room, she wondered what her life would have been like if she hadn't accepted the Deaconess' desirable request to work for her. Why was she here lamenting when she should have been leaving the hostel? She pondered as she zipped up her jacket to hide the kinky outfit she was wearing inside. She tip-toed out of the hostel, which was usually left open for her either by Goodness or someone else who was aware of their late-night runs.

"Shh… the Deaconess is already waiting for us. Let's go," Goodness whispered, and Edith jerked away in fear when she saw her heavily mascaraed eyes.

"Don't be scared. I and my man are role-playing today. And this is how he wants me to look." Goodness giggled.

Edith simply glared at her, wondering why Goodness was so fond of such a horrible lifestyle.

Once they got into the Deaconess's car, they kept quiet as they awaited her usual instructions.

"Good evening, my dears. I hope we are all ready for the night? Goodness… Edith… Are we all ready?" She asked in a cheerful tone, which was unlike who she was during the day.

"I can see Goodness is in a great mood. Edith… Are you ready?" The Deaconess asked, her cold eyes piercing into Edith's soul and Edith instantly forced a smile on her face. The Deaconess was truly not one to mess with. Through your eyes, she could see your deepest thoughts. And Edith was terrified of her. She may not have had a taste of her cruelty, but somehow she knew she was capable of so much evil.

"I must commend you Edith for improving so greatly. Mr. Godwin was so impressed with your performance last time, so much that he increased his payment. I hope you won't disappoint him this time. Good… I really wish we can continue this business even when you guys are done with Bishop Evangelical College. Trust me, it will take you places." The Deaconess stated, still watching Edith's every move from the car's rearview mirror.

"Of course, ma, I can't even think of stopping. I love working with you. You are so generous," Goodness praised the Deaconess.

"What about you, Edith?"

"Yes, ma. I look forward to it." Edith forced herself to nod.

The Deaconess finally tore her gaze from hers when the driver got into the car and drove off. And Edith was relieved to be free of the Deaconess's intense gaze. But as the car sped off into the lonely night, Edith's heart began to pound erratically as she dreaded the moment they would drop her off at Mr. Godwin's door step.

The moment came sooner than she expected and with heavy legs she stepped down from the car even as her beating heart threatened to burst out of her chest. She noticed the Deaconess' eyes still on her as she closed the door and walked away hesitantly.

As she stood in front of Mr. Godwin's door, she thought about running and never coming back to his house or to Bishop Evangelical College. But where would she run to? Back home? The first thing her mum would do was bundle her back to school and the Deaconess wouldn't hesitate to punish her. Even if she told her mum what she was facing in the hands of the Deaconess, she wouldn't believe her. She was all alone!

Breathing in and out, she summoned the courage to ring the bell while she waited for the handsome but evil face of Mr. Godwin.

"My dear, you are here!" Mr. Godwin said in a soft tone which he often used while he meted unbearable punishment on her poor innocent body in the name of pleasure.

"Yes, Mr. Godwin… I mean Master…" Edith shook in fear.

"Come in, my dear" His cheerful voice rang into his lonely mansion.

Edith stepped her foot into the lofty carpet, and something told her to turn back and run. But she didn't. Mustering courage, she continued into the fancy sitting room, which felt like a haunted house to her.

"Let me see what you are putting on." Mr. Godwin's eyes lit up in anticipation as soon as she stepped into the house.

With shaky hands, Edith unzipped her jacket to reveal her very short flare skirt and top that exposed her body. Mr. Godwin gasped in pleasure at her enticing youthful body.

"There's something amazing and captivating about fresh, youthful bodies like yours. Edith, I can't have enough of you. I can give my entire mansion just to have you." He confessed to Edith like he was in love with her.

Edith looked beyond his face at the framed pictures of his wife and kids, wondering how Mr. Godwin had managed to keep this deception hidden away from his wife. Looking beyond the pictures into the room where he often took her to, she shook visibly in fear.

"Are you cold, my dear? Come, let's have something light to eat before we proceed" Mr. Godwin directed her to the dining room with assorted fruits and meat laid on it. But all of that held no appeal to Edith because she knew what the worst was about to happen. Mr. Godwin could start his madness anytime, even while they were still eating or even walking. He could command her to take off her clothes there and if she disobeyed him, he would punish her… severely.

"Do you like it?" He asked. She nodded.

"Use your words, young lady," He said with a smile on his face while his voice carried a harsh tone.

"I love it, Master." She said as she mistakenly swallowed a lump of water melon.

"Good… you have been a good girl. I know you enjoy our role-playing as much as I do. Do you?"

"Yes!" Edith answered quickly, even though she meant the opposite.

There's a long stretch of silence as Mr.Godwin watches her eat. Edith trembles as she forces herself to eat because she knew at any moment, he would command her to get into that awful dark room.

"Now, let's get to business!" Mr. Godwin announced as his greedy eyes ogled Edith's beautiful body. She hesitated in dropping the watermelon and Mr. Godwin bellowed in anger.

"You are being disobedient… Get in there and await your punishment."

"But I…" Edith muttered

"Another strike! One more word and it will be whips all night!" He threatened. His kind eyes suddenly turned cold. 

Terrified, Edith dashed into the dark room, her short skirt flapping as she ran to Mr. Godwin's delight. The dim red light illuminated the dark room as Edith knelt down in her usual position, awaiting her punishment. The dim light giving her enough light to see her pitiful reflection in the gigantic mirror at the center of the room. Wiping away her tears, she studied herself in the mirror Mr. Godwin often forced her to stare into while he punished and abused her body, and she felt so sorry for herself. Another look in the mirror, and she saw Mr. Godwin approaching with a gigantic whip and she began to cry even before the first stroke landed.

The next morning, Gloria saw Edith sleeping peacefully while others got ready for morning devotion and she knew that was her chance to get her revenge. She had a purge pill in her bag, which she melted into a bottle of juice, which she placed beside Edith's bed. Moments later, she watched from her corner as Edith drank the content of the bottle of juice with sleepy eyes.

Edith had no idea who had left a bottle of juice for her. But she had a feeling it was the Deaconess rewarding her for a job well done. She sighed as she gulped more of the delectable liquid. "This could never compare to what she suffered last night"

"Edith, why are you still asleep by this time? Do you want the matron to start asking what you were doing all night?" Goodness scolded her.

Edith ignored her, as she tried to sit up on sore buttocks, but she couldn't. She could still remember the sting of the whip as it landed on her bare buttocks and how Mr. Godwin's face shone with pleasure while she wailed. She winced as she tried to stand on her feet, but her knees were also aching from kneeling too long.

"What did she do to deserve any of this?" She cried out in her head.

But she managed to carry her broken body to the assembly ground. But within seconds of standing there, her stomach began to rumble and pinch her. It was almost as if a war was raging in her stomach. She held her stomach as she cried silently, wondering what pill Mr. Godwin gave her last night to keep her active.

Unable to hold the discomfort, she rushed off into the toilet and emptied everything in her stomach. As she ran off, her fart thundered after her, making everyone on the assembly ground to laugh at her mishap. Gloria laughed harder than everyone else when she saw her running off. Yes, what she did to Edith was nothing compared to how bad she felt when the entire class had mocked her. And this wasn't the end.

Naomi saw Edith run off to the T-end, and she felt sorry for the poor girl. And she remembered seeing her sneak off last night, only to come back looking miserable this morning. She had to save her somehow from the Deaconess and her entrapment. She must do something.

Edith ended up in the Sick bay by the end of the day, still unsure of what was wrong with her poor body. But her mind told her it was the pill Mr. Godwin gave her last night to keep her energized. Weakly, she vowed then never to go back. She must find a way to save herself.