Page 8 of Vicious King

“Yes, Master. Please punish me.” Tears rolled down my face as the throbbing pain shook me, but I didn’t make any sound, and I held the toy inside me with gritted teeth. Elias was right. I deserved punishment for my terrible behavior. Awful, terrible, evil girl.

“Did you ever feel anything for me?” he asked a moment later.

“Yes. I… ow!” I screamed as he shocked me yet again. That one was unexpected. “Please, Master, I wasn’t lying!”

“Yes, you were. I know it. Tell the truth.”

Another wave of tiredness overcame me. I wanted to collapse, but I couldn’t. I had to tell him what he wanted to hear first.

“I lied,” I whispered, trying to keep my eyes from closing. “I told you I wanted you because I hoped you would help me get out of here.”

“That’s what I thought. But things are different now, aren’t they, Doll?”

I nodded brokenly. “Yes. I know the truth now, Master.”

“Tell me.” He moved back around to my front, fixing me with a questioning gaze.

I let out a long, juddering sigh. “I’ll never leave this place, not unless you want me to. I’m yours.”

He smiled wickedly. “Yes, you are. For how long?”

My mind returned to the previous day. I pictured the jagged cliff and the endless expanse of deep, dark ocean beyond. I thought of the hopelessness, the helplessness, the futility in dreaming of a world outside of Elias.

And just like that, the last rebellious, unbroken piece of me shattered all the way.

“Well?” he demanded. “How long will you belong to me?”

My whole body felt like it was sinking into the floor as I finally replied. “Forever….”

This time, I knew it was true.

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