Elaine raised her neck like a dying swan. Her body trembled slightly, scream was firmly gagged.
She looked miserable.But the more miserable she was, Jeff was more delighted, pulling out a chair and sitting on the edge of the bed, he waited patiently, with squinting and enjoying listening to Elaine's sobs and cries from low to high, while watching her smooth back arch and collapse, until the other side almost collapsed and fell into tears.
Only then did he raise her hand and flung out the second whip. The next hour was as long as a century, he landed a total of twenty-one lashes before the end.
Elaine was whipped until her back and buttocks were crisscrossed with red marks, wrists were skinned from the struggle, with tears and unswallowable saliva dripped down her face, wetting the sheets along her chin.
Jeff dropped the whip and once again, he pulled back the bedside table.
Tears swirled in eyes, blurred Elaine's vision.
Jeff unscrews a pink glass bottle and then passed it under her nose. A sweet, creamy smell entered her nose on Elaine's breath, while she didn't know what it was.
After several sniffs, Jeff withdrew his hand.
Elaine don't know if it's an illusion, but her head seems to have become even more dizzy and unclear, while the body was also limp and weak. Then she felt the cold mucus flowing down her pussy lips and into her vagina, shivered convulsively.
Before she knew it, two fingers were inside her cunt, stirring and stirring it up, reaching the spot that made her the most sensitive place.
"Are you comfortable?" The shackles were removed, Jeff leaned in and asked in her ear.
She gasped for breath and didn't have the strength to answer.
Jeff didn't care, but continued to run his fingers all over the place, inside and out, until Elaine's bottom was full of bodily fluids. Then his fingers came out without a second thought.
There was an emptiness in her body, suddenly, so Elaine subconsciously tried to tighten her body. While the next moment, the wooden dildo was pushed slowly between her legs by the man.
This big thing invaded her body regardless, a hard one. Elaine frowned, a whimper escaped her throat with breathlessness.
But even though it was clearly a rough treatment, for some reason, her body felt a surge of heat. When the thing reached the deepest part of the pussy, it swept away all clarity and sanity of Elaine. The only thing left in her head was the desire to be ashamed, even the painful tingling in her back became a source of excitement.
Elaine's whole body was confused.
This night. Jeff used almost every one of those unseemly props on her, forcing her to struggle in a cobweb of pain and pleasure.
She struggled, screamed, and came, finally, her body fluids spurted out of her vagina and all over the sheets.
"Disobedient little dog always takes punishment to learn the rules."
Jeff sat fully clothed on the edge of the bed and turned up the switch in his hand.
Elaine let out a breathless cry, as desperate as a fish out of water, her voice was hoarse: "I'll do as I'm told, I'll do as I'm told, you stop ..."
"Hmm? Just taught you forget again?"
"I'm a little bitch, am wrong. Please master ... well ..."
"Go on."
"Elaine will be ...be a good little bitch of Jeff..."
...
After this night.
Elaine could say that she was completely submissive and she never dared to do anything wrong again.
Every night when the men came to the cell, she was always trembling and careful to please.
Jeff asked her to kneel, she didn't dare sit down, as if she was really his dog.
It was as if she was really a dog he had raised, not the Elaine of the Ackerman family, who had been pampered since born. She doesn't even have the courage to remember the nightmare, let alone experience it a second time.
Gradually she realized that while Jeff was the rapist, he was also her only protector. When Jeff was in a good mood, he changed her regular meal to the same size as in the military cafeteria's food; Seeing that her knees hurt, he carpeted the hard concrete floor of the cell; Finally, even the rickety iron bed was replaced with a large, soft double bed.
But the hatred did not disappear, it was only covered with a cloth woven of fear and good manners, and hidden deep in the heart. In a dark corner where no one knows, it ferments and grows.
Whenever she kneels at Jeff's feet, she felt the grayness in front of him, could not see any hope.
Looking at the extra special treatment in the room. She thought she had sold dignity and her flesh for it, so cheap, so ridiculous.
And yet, she secretly reminded herself, she had to live.
The promises Jeff had forced her to make. Instead, made she began to think about a future she had never thought about before...She had to escape, to get back to her father and the servants.
She wants revenge, and she wants to make Jeff pay.
After her mother's death, her father has given her his undivided attention and love, since he found out he was in prison, he must be in a lot of pain.
Elaine is determined to protect herself. Maybe one day she can use Jeff as a springboard to escape from the darkness of her cell, to clear her name, back to the Ackerman family.
And when that happened, at least her father would see, Elaine was healthy and safe, as before.
*
It was a rare occasion that she dared to ask Orville for something, a first for her.
Orville glanced at Chad and caught a glimpse of her snow-drenched half-body.
It was a cold day, she was still wearing only a knight's uniform, not even strapped on armor. The shoulders and arms were thin, which made Orville could not help but recall the feel of her embrace.
He did not say anything, just stepped forward with his umbrella.
Just when Chad thought it was hopeless, Orville suddenly spoke up again: "You'll have to ask Janet for him yourself."
He said that, and that was a yes.
Edric, too, got up from the snow in a frenzy of joy, followed Chad's back.
When Chad followed Orville back to the door of the upper room, she was a little timid, reluctant to go back inside, while she was about to raise her hand and gesture, a low male voice came from inside.
The man's voice was like fireworks rolling in his voice, and he said angrily in a hushed voice: "The borders to the east and west have been invaded. How many soldiers have died on the border? In addition to the drought in Adlerberg and the pirates, all the territories have sent men to support them, but it is still not enough. I'm here to present my request to the King, for more soilders!"
"We are suffering day by day, but convinced that reinforcements and armaments will arrive. But what was the Ackerman party doing at that time? They held the entertainment Business of the Imperial City, both enjoyable and happy. Even Spencer's daughter took the young lives of my son and daughter-in-law."
"Not only that, but Spencer is actually fighting against Orville to take away his position in front of the king!"
"Up and down this royal city. Who has the people in their eyes? Who has the country in his eyes? Who has eyes for us?"
"The bones of the dead soldiers are still cold. You hold the military power, if can't approve the war reserve for the Imperial City Guard, how can I give an explanation to their loved ones?"
Another young man replied with a vague voice, obviously he had already drunk a little too much: "Calm down, don't worry, I am not the one who refuses to grant it. The former king's mourning period has not yet passed, and then there is such a vicious case, which made the people inside and outside the city are on edge. The king ordered that the city be guarded by enough men to reassure the people and the nobles."
"Both the eastern and western sectors are asking for men, but there are not enough men for the war effort! The nobles are fighting with each other and have already transferred some of their soldiers for various reasons, so even I am now guarding the Imperial City like ordinary soldiers."
"You are in a hurry, while general Denial in the west is also anxious, they've been pushing me hard lately, too. They've done a good job of pushing back the Su kingdom, have helped the young king to consolidate his kingdom and win the hearts and minds of his people. Now they are his favorite ministers, so I do not dare to offend them. Please don't press me any further, I will find a way. In fact, I'm already speeding up the draft."
There was no sound from the other side.
Chad froze for a moment, looked at Orville, who was half a step in front of him, and saw that his face was as normal as ever.
Obviously, he had expected this scene.
Hearing these words, Chad couldn't help but worry about Enoch.