My heart sunk, how the hell am I going to endure 15 whips!
He was waiting for an answer and I was afraid if I took too long to answer he was going to increase the number, so I answered quickly. “I understand yes”
WHIP!
As soon as the words left my mouth he whipped me on my back very hard that I screamed out in pain. It was a whole other level of pain than getting slapped in the face.
“Yes what?” shouted alpha Grey
“Yes alpha”
“Good servant, now start counting out loud”
WHIP!
“One”
WHIP!
“Two”
I shut my mind off from feeling anything, and was only concentrating on keeping up with the counting as I was absolutely sure that if I missed up, he would start all over again.
…
WHIP!
“Fifteen” I cried the last number in a shaky voice. My face was contorted in pain and my tears were all over my face. I could feel every single one of the fifteen whips all over my back at once. It was on freaking fire. I thanked god that it was over, it felt like hours before I reached fifteen.
Alpha Grey was breathing hard behind me. Of course he was out of breath, I thought. He was throwing all of his strength with each whip he directed at my back. All of this over a stupid spelled glass of wine!
“Are you a virgin servant?” asked alpha Grey from behind me.
No, no this is not happening to me, please god save me from this monster.
WHIP!
“When I ask you a question you will answer me right away servant, understand?” shouted alpha Grey
“Yes alpha I am still a virgin” I answer him immediately, panic filling my voice as I sensed where things were going.
“Well, we need to change that right away then” said alpha Grey in a manipulative tone.
That night was how I lost my virginity, I was raped by alpha Grey.
Ever since that night alpha Grey laid eyes on me, the beginning of my nightmare started, and I never thought it was going to end until I die, either by his hands or my own.
Ella’s POV
I spent every night for 10 months being whipped all over my body, then raped repeatedly by the alpha until he passed out. Some nights were rougher than others. Some nights; depending on the alpha’s mood and how much he was drinking that night, he would mark every inch of my body with his flogger whip to the point of passing out from the pain. I would lose consciousness before I was finished counting for him. At which point he would make me drink just a drop of his blood, not enough to heal me, but enough to bring me back, and then he would make me continue counting from where we left off.
Some nights, I brought his wrath upon myself by mouthing off at him. I just couldn’t always be the obedient little slave who always submits to that bastard. Sometimes I would fight him and refuse to be raped that easily. On those nights, he would make sure I regret every single thing I said to him and every ounce of defiance I was able to conjure.
Some nights, he would be drunk so much he would just have his way with me a couple of times and then tire down for the night, no whipping. Those nights were very very rare though, they were like a Christmas gift compared to what I usually have to endure.
There was one night, he was too drunk to even rape me, as soon as he opened the door for me he collapsed on the ground. I carried him to his bed and was about to leave when he grabbed my hand and made me sit next to him at the edge of the bed.
“Did I ever tell you how your father died Ella?” he said in a slurred voice. I could barely understand his words
“No you didn’t alpha”
“Well let me tell you, I killed him” he laughed out loud
“Well I made sure he did what I asked of him first, and after he succeeded I had him killed so he wouldn’t tell anyone that he was carrying my orders. You see there was this pack that I was always trying to take over but it had a very strong alpha, I was never able to defeat him. So I waited until he made his son alpha, and then I made my move. I sent your father undercover there, he was pretending to be a servant at their pack house. I ordered him to put a lethal concentrated dose of wolfs bane in the food that he was serving. My instructions were very clear to him, I wanted him to kill the new alpha’s mate and his father, that way he would be too weak, too broken to fight back when I try to take over his pack from under him”
Blood started boiling in my veins at what I just heard him say. I was utterly disgusted that my father agreed to do the alpha’s dirty work for him. Taking someone’s life meant nothing to the alpha or my father. It was just like taking a breath for these people, that’s how easy it was to kill anyone they wanted!
“Why didn’t you poison the new alpha too? that way you wouldn’t need to fight at all” I asked him without even trying to keep the disgust from my tone. He was too drunk to remember this conversation any ways.
“Where would be the fun in that? Let’s just say I live for the thrill of the chase”
“Did you manage to kill him and take over his pack? ” I asked
“No, not yet. I want him to stew a little bit more. Feel what it is like to lose everything little by little”
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