Chapter 6

Warning: Mature Content (18+), rape, violence, abuse etc.

If you think it may trigger you please don't read. I have already told that this story is a dark romance.

Maids came and helped me to stand up. I walked out of the room and sat down on a bed.

They filled tub of bathroom with warm water and called me. I got up and slowly entered the bathroom like a robot.

They helped me sit on the tub filled with hot water.

I was bare in front of two elderly maids. But surprisingly I didn't feel shy. All were playing in my mind about yesterday.

I sat there and one by one every memory of yesterday night coming in my mind. Dirty stares of a group of perverted people. I was drugged. How they touched, groped my body and toyed with my body. How Adam raped me, giving bruises all over my body. My breasts are sore and pain between my legs.

They all treated me like a whore. But I am not a whore. Whenever I remember about their touches my I feel disgusted with myself. I feel extreme repungence when I close my eyes and remember who their filthy hands roamed in my body with freedom.

My lips curled in distaste and eyes are squinted shut.

I still feel their dirty traces in my body. My whole body is red and purplish.

I let out a loud sob escape from my mouth.

Suddenly I felt a strong urge to clean my body to wash away their traces.

I stood up and took the body scrubber and began scrubbing my body vigorously like a mad and possessed person. I did, once, twice, thrice and then again and again, I didn't how many times. I felt pain from too much harsh scrubbing but I didn't care at all. I still felt like dirty. I continued scrubbing.

I didn't have any energy left in me. I looked at the maids. They had a pitiful look in their eyes.

"Can you please help me scrub my body clean?" I requested with teary eyes.

One of them came forward and hesitantly held the scrubber and scrubbed my body.

But I didn't know what was wrong with me. I still could feel their vile hands on my body. I felt like nauseating.

"Please again do it." I again requested in a broken tone.

"Miss you have already scrubbed your body many times and I have also done it one thoroughly. Your skin is really soft and delicate, it's starting to become red. If we scrub anymore, your skin will be scraped. It's already so red and after that you may feel burning sensation. You are clean enough now, Miss. Let me wash your body." She said in a very gentle tone.

"Noooo. Please help me clean myself." I cried out loudly. Fat tears rolling down my cheek.

The maid then again scrubbed my body two times. Then she made me sit. As soon as my scrubbed body came in contact with water, it began to burn. I hissed pain.

"Miss, you have over scrubbed your body. Now it's burning."

She gently helped me to dry up my body. I head to the room and sit on the bed.

"Miss, apply this lotion in your body, it will ease your scraches, and then put these on. Sir, ordered to stay in your previous room." The maid handed me a white skirt and a blue shirt.

"Mam have it, it's emergency contraceptive pill." She gave me a pill.

I gulped the pill with water.

Previous room means the dungeon cell. I didn't apply the lotion, just wore the dress and followed her to the dungeon.

I entered the dark, small, eery room and instantly laid my overly exhausted body on the hard bed. Soon I was taken over by sleep.

I woke up with a feeling of hunger. It only hit me then I haven't eaten since yesterday and three days before that I was only given a scanty amount food.

Suddenly I hear the sound of metal door opening. My head turned to this direction.

I saw the monster was standing with a smirk. He entered.

My body froze in fear. I couldn't even move a finger. My heartbeat fastened like anytime it will come out breaking my rib cage.

"Last night was wonderful. How are you?" He asked and sat on my bed.

I quickly moved away from him and curled my body in the corner. I was too scared to utter any sound.

I heard him chuckling.

"You are too scared. You should be." He grabbed my arm and yanked me towards his body.

A scream escaped my mouth.

"Shh. Shhh. Don't shout, it spoils my mood." He said and ran one of his fingers very slowly from my forehead to my chest. My body trembled in fear when he touched my collar bone.

His eyes darken when he traced his finger over a hickey near my collar bone.

Guessing his train of thought and looking at his lustfull stare, I understood what he was thinking. One of his hand was sliding inside my shirt.

"No. No. Not again, please not now." I pleaded him.

"Still you can't get it, nah? when will you get it that you are in no position to bergain? You are just a whore now. You are just an outlet for sexual satisfaction." He suddenly snapped angrily.

His words hit me inside hard and instantly I felt my anger fared up too.

"Stop calling me that, bastard. Just because you say so doesn't make me anything." I barked.

His eyes got wide and face hardened. Grabbing a fistfull of my hair, he brought my face close to him.

"Is that so? Do you really want a repeatation of yesterday? or really want to be fucked by a group of Horny men? Yesterday, I was generous enough to spare you, today won't be." He growled.

My trars were brimming over cheeks. I recalled yesterday night and those filthy hands on my body.

"No, no. Please don't do this." I cried holding him wrists.

He let go of my hair and jerked my hands away.

"Then let me have my way with you." He said.

I just nodded with my head, looking down.

He tore my shirt and roughly took of my skirt. Then tore my bra and panty.

He made me lie and straddled over my drained body.

He took off his shirt.

He placed some hickies in my neck and chest and suddenly bit my collar bone.

I couldn't understand at first, then he again bit the same area with equal strength. I cried out from the intensity of pain.

He smirked and let go.

I felt a bit strange. This man smirked at my scream. That means he enjoy giving me pain. Is he a sadist?

My thoughts were clouded with questions. I was starting to fear for the worsts.

He grabbed my breast in his hands and painfully kneaded them. He kissed my lips roughly and shoved his tongue inside. Then he bit my lower lips. I groaned in pain.

Again he smirked. It was certain that he seeked joy in my pain.

His one hand was painfully twisting my nipples. He moved his mouth to my breasts and roughly took one inside his mouth.

His another hand was squeezing another breast.

After assaulting my breasts and neck, he spread my legs.

He thrusted inside my already sore vagina with his long, thick member. I screamed in pain. I was not even a bit lubricated, it made extra his thrusts especially painful. I clutched the sheet to bear my pain closing my eyes shut, gritting my teeth.

His pace became wild and violently fast. While already inside me, he shifted position. He made me sit up and wrapped my legs around his hips. Then he began to thrust inside me harder and deeper. My breasts were shaking and bouncing upward. He suckled my breasts and gripping a fist of hair, pulled behind. I arched my back in pain.

He spread my legs farther and slammed deeper hitting my cervix. Tears were pouring freely from my eyes. How can somebody fuck anyone for that long?

"Please go slow. You are hurting me. I am still sore from yesterday." I tried to say. But all happened was, his pace rather fastened.

I was screaming and groaning in pain. I felt his member swell inside me and with a loud grunt he released.

Like this he had his way with my body for 4 more times.

After he is done, he pushed my starved, drained and pained body on the bed. I flatly fall on the bed.

He put on his clothes and leaned to me.

"The game has been started already. With each level, this pain will only increase. Let's see for how long you can survive because as long as you survive, your little brother is safe. One failure from you and next day, little soul of his will be gone forever." Wishpering this he kissed my lips.

Leaving my motionless body on the bed he sat on the bed and his eyes strained on me. He intensely stared at me, then at my eyes which were shedding tears to express the pain that my mouth was unable to utter at that time.

"W-w-wh-why a-are yo-" I tried but couldn't form words properly. My throat was dry and hurt. It felt like fiber inside my throat will tear if I try to form any word.

Suddenly I saw through my tear clouded eyes, his brows pulled together while looking at me.

Something glimmed inside his eyes.

Was it regret or sympathy.

To my utter shock, his hand suddenly wiped tears of my eyes. A low gasp escaped my mouth.

He instantly took back his hand like he regretted doing this.

"Fuck." He cursed loudly. Then he got up and strode out of the room.

After a minutes, with so much pain I got up and wore my dress and laid back.

I felt a terrible pain between my legs. Whenever my thighs were brushing together slightly a wincing pain was shooting up. So I tried to lie on a pose so that my inner thighs doesn't touch one another.

Again the metal get opened and the maid who helped to bathe, entered inside with a tray of food.

A sympathetic smile was plastered on her face.

She placed the tray on bed and asked, "How are you, Miss?" She asked sincerely.

Unknowingly a sad, humorless laugh escaped my mouth and at the same time tears were also flowing from eyes.

"I- I a-m f-fine." I replied laughing in a cracked voice.

She looked down probably regretting asking my condition, as it only sounded like a mockery. Because I was not at all okay.

"Miss, have something. You haven't eaten for two days." She sincerely said.

"I want to have a shower first. Please give me some clothes." I was too weak to even get up.

"Okay. I am helping you." She suggested.

I took her hands and went to bathroom. I took a quick shower and she handed me dress. I wore the dress and sat on the bed.

Then I began eating the food. It was something nutritious for the first time here. Chicken vegetables spaghetti. I could eat half of the amount. Then I couldn't eat anymore.

I gave the plate to her and drank water.

Then I fell asleep again.

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