Bab 51: Wedding Vows
RUTH WALKER:
The way Martin has used my body is beyond words for me to explain.
The five days I have spent in his red room was a pure sex and torture for me.
He fucked me in each and every way my brains could think of and imagine at times, beyond my imaginations too.
"This time of the year, I mostly go for a sexual vacation to get my mind off the kind of bloody work I do and trust me, especially for you belle, I took an extra week off!"
I remember him saying these words to me in the middle of the time he was practicing some fucked up bdsm with me, where he had me tied up into a star naked on a sex wheel and would turn the wheel so I was upside down with his cock ramming into my mouth while he played with his fingers torturing my pussy and after a while he would rotate the wheel again so he would shove his cock into my pussy and juggle with my boobs.
I lost the counts of how many positions he had me tied up suspending down from the ceiling, or the wall, or from a sex swing.
He even locked me up into a dog cage for an entire day and treated me like I was his pet dog.
I'm tired, but I can't run.
He says I'm not his, I belong to Eric and he has just borrowed his toy from him for a couple of days.
He would play with me for a while and then return me back to him.
A toy!
Yes, that's what I was.
Throughout my life, what has he even done with me except toying with me?!
I was nothing but toyed by him.
Toyed by them!
~~
It's a saturday morning.
I was only in my covers, waking up, staring out of the huge window to this gigantic bedroom.
It's the first time that I am waking up to a normal bedroom rather than Martin's bdsm torture chamber.
"Here, get dressed! We leave in an hour!"
Martin said throwing a beautiful blood-red cocktail dress over the bed beside my figure as I slowly turn my head to take in the view of that dress he gave me.
"I'll come back exactly at ten and take you away in whatever you are!"
He said and turned to leave when I asked him finally finding my voice with empty eyes.
"Where are we going?"
He scoffed and took steps closer to me.
I didn't flinch.
At this point, I'm used to of being touched, he has seen every fibre of me, visited and tormented my soul.
I don't care anymore.
"Oh you don't know? The man who own you is getting married tonight!"
He stood there, his eyes stripping the pain reflecting in my eyes.
The pain which just modified into drops of tears and rolled down my cheek.
He scoffed.
"Damn, the way you look, you deserve the kind of a man who would kill gods for you. It's a pity he didn't care about what he had. If you were mine, I would burn the world for you!"
I looked at him.
"Yeah, I'm the looser. I fell for him. Not once not twice but over and over. But he broke me beyond boundaries everytime!"
We stood in our respective positions silent for a few moments after he sucked in some deep breath and got away from me.
"We leave in fifty two minutes from now, tick tock!"
~~
Wearing the dress he gave me I looked like the goddess of seduction.
The face I hold, the woman who stared back at me in the mirror was perhaps the hottest, the prettiest girl to live through the centuries.
But it's not the same here.
The image at the other side of the mirror was completely opposite to this side.
The woman in the image looked, happy, bold, confident.
I'm not.
I'm not happy.
The two people who hurt me the most are getting married tonight and I'm going to be there, watching him taking the vows to live and die for her.
Call me stupid.
I am stupid to fall in love with a man like that.
I didn't want to.
But this fucking heart... It doesn't listen no matter what.
It's bleeding.
And I'm drowning in that blood.
"Are we ready?"
I heard Martin's voice and turned around managing to somehow pull up a broken smile across my lips.
"Looks like you've been trained enough?"
"This is not my first time. I've done this before, many a times before!"
I took a deep breath and turned around again hiding away my tears that were falling.
He stepped a little closer and stared at my reflection too standing behind me.
"I'm done with you, I hope you know that tonight is the night I return you back to him!" He said.
I look up at him.
I don't wanna go back.
I know this place with Martin is hell to me either but this hell is better than that hell I'll be burning in with the Roerig's.
"Is there any way I could maybe, stay with you a little longer... Maybe forever?" I asked.
He smiled and gave a small squeeze onto my shoulders.
"I don't love you, Ruth. You're beautiful, and I like beauty. But I don't love. You won't love me. Besides, I don't wanna screw things with Roerig's. They are fucking dangerous."
"Yeah, right!"
I scoff.
Going back to a place where everybody hated me.
Eric getting married to Leslie would only make me the shrimp in between the other monsters breathing inside the four walls of that beautiful castle.
"Shall we?"
Martin extend his hand out to me which I grabbed onto and started walking along.
~~
Walking inside the party together with Martin I saw Eric with Leslie doing the first dance of their wedding.
Tears threatened to fall as I blink vigorously to get them not to.
It was getting harder than I thought for me. I felt like I couldn't breath. I was shaking down to my very soul watching him like that with the woman I hate.
If it was any other girl, it won't hurt that much, but it was Leslie Aldrin. Once a best friend who back stabbed me, ruined me and my everything.
"Whoa, leaving a Snow White like you, he is marrying the Ugly Duckling. Oh no no, the Ugly Duckling has been deep fried either. Look at that burnt face!" I heard Martin.
"They deserve each other!"
I say, loud and clear, trying to be strong, trying to make him hear me talk.
And he did too. He spared me a look out of the romantic dance he was busy with and smiled at me and Martin. It was a chuckle, as if he was making fun of all the affection we shared amongst the two of us in the past, IN MALIBU.
I fucking fell in love with you Erickson Roerig!!
"Ruth?"
My thoughts were disrupted with a warm voice engulfing me and I turn around to face Mike.
"Hey? How are you?" He whispered and hugged me tight, closer.
"Mike!"
I whispered, hugging him back. Tight. So close, as if I wanted him to become the shoulder I wanted to cry on.
He has always been that shoulder.
"Damn, I missed you so much!" He said.
"I missed you too!" I cry.
I know I didn't.
But I missed the warmth.
This love.
This pure love that I get from only Mike here.
Eric's love is tainted, it has loopholes. Loopholes, I never see coming. But Mike, he is not like Eric.
"Hey, are you alright?" He asked cupping my crying face as I snuffle hard.
"Yeah, I'm just-"
I try saying when he suddenly just kissed my lips.
For once I was stunned, I couldn't move. I wanted to push Mike away. But then, after a few seconds, I didn't want to anymore.
I just engulf onto his body closer to mine and kissed him back.
And our lips kept sucking and mixing with one another for a few minutes just like that until I was suddenly pulled back from Mike's hold
I hoped for it to be Martin but surprisingly, it was Eric.
Marin stood right behind me watching all this with a twisted smirk across his lips.
"Eric?"
I puzzled to my core question him but before I could say anything any further he dragged me alongwith himself to a suite nearby and dumped closing the door to the room shut.
"WHAT ARE YOU TRYING TO DO?!"
I yell at him once I balanced myself from falling.
He didn't say a word, just grabbed me from my waist, dashed me against a wall and ripping my panties off of me started taking me hard.
"Ahh!"
I grunt, pressed under the monstrous him as soon as I felt the hard him thrusting inside me.
"Eric, What are you-"
I started but he shut me off by kissing me.
"Why are you doing this?"
I cry as soon as I felt myself getting weak with his thrusts inside me.
I'm stupid!
So fucking dumb to again become helpless.
He is marrying that bitch tonight and here I am, like a fucking dumb whore, getting fucked by him on his wedding night, with another woman.
"Do you love me?"
I ask, trying to find something in his eyes while he kept moving inside me.
"No!"
He replied coldly, biting hickeys all over my neck.
"Do you love Leslie?"
I ask again and he looked at me a little unexpected of me asking him that question.
"Why would you mention her in between this?"
He asked rolling his eyes and grabbed both my legs up to wrap them around his abdomen, taking me more stronger.
My arms went around his collar and interlocked there as we kept slamming back and forth with the sexual intensity in the intercourse.
"Because, this is important to me!" I say, desperately.
He pulled the hem of my dress downwards, for my boobs to bounce out of my dress and he started squishing it madly.
"I.. Ahh!"
I moan, trying hard not to but the sex with him, wasn't letting me to.
"I asked you a question Eric!" I said desperately.
He started hitting inside my pussy more strongly, almost turning brutal and said in a very annoyed voice.
"No, I don't. Ruth! I'm getting married to her in less than an hour, but here I am inside you. What do you think?"
I stood silent at that.
Tears rolled down my cheeks as I kept going back and forth with his hits over and over again.
"Then why not me? Why her?"
Tears rolled my cheeks, multiple this time, thicker this time.
"Because there is a clause in the book that I can't marry a married woman and you're married, Mrs. Brian Louis!"
He said and filled my insides with his cum, leaving me away from himself.
I shudder and stumble, the whole of me in a mess.
"A king cannot marry a divorced/widow girl. You were never meant to be my wife! You are not worth it, Mrs. Louis!"
He said using his thumb to wipe his saliva off my lips.
"It's so easy for you to forgive and forget, fall in love, isn't it, Mrs. Louis?" He smirked, leaning into my ear as tears gush down my cheeks.
"You're my toy. I am the owner. I control your every fucking breath Ruth. And it's fun to toy with you! I'll keep you, as my toy, until the day you take your last breath. You're nothing but a whore now, no fertility, nothing!"
I look up at him.
"Wh-what?"
My voice shaking.
I couldn't recollect what he just said.
He creeps closer to my other ear, bit on my earlobe and nuzzle into the crook of my neck chuckling.
"When I killed junior Louis, they had to remove your ovaries. You cannot produce babies anymore. You're nothing but a sex doll now. No use to a king like me! You cannot produce heirs to the throne... Ever!"
He was heartless.
Even heartless people don't stand a chance before him.
He was telling this to me like it was a joke to him.
So what am I now?
Who am I to this man?
Just someone he would vent out his sexual frustration on?!
A FUCK DOLL?!
I cried some more covering my face, my heart breaking into million pieces.
He just casually straighten up his suit, groomed his hairs and took a deep relaxing breath,
"Well, now if you excuse me, I have to go get married!"
He said and walked away slamming the door shut.
As soon as he left I slouch down on floor crying my lungs out.
Why Me?!
WHY ONLY ME?!
I tried everything I could.
From ignoring to refusing to accepting to submitting, EVERYTHING!
But nothing affects him at all.
JUST WHAT DOES HE WANT FROM ME?!
~~
"Do you Miss Leslie Aldrin, take thee, Mr. Erickson Roerig, as your lawfully wedded husband, to have and to hold, from this day forwards, for better, for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health until the death do you both part?"
I heard father Thomson say the vows and somehow collected myself from the ground wiping away my tears and adjusting my dress.
"Yes, I do. Gladly!"
I could hear the happiness in her voice.
"Do you Mr. Erickson Roerig, take thee, Miss. Leslie Aldrin, as your lawfully wedded wife, to have and to hold, from this day forwards, for better, for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health until the death do you both part?"
I walked slowly into the scene and stood besides Martin controlling all of my tears, trying to smile.
Eric turned and looked at me.
He didn't need to scan through the crowd.
He knew me all the more, all the better, he could spot me from miles apart.
He smiled his best smile looking at me and said,
"Yes, I do!"
I sucked in a deep breath, clutching onto Martin's coat tight.
I love him. Deep down, I know, I do, no matter what!
"You have declared your consent before the Church. May the Lord in his goodness strengthen your consent and fill you both with his blessings. What God has joined, men must not divide. Amen."
The both of them exchanged the rings as Mike stood by closer to me.
I don't know, I just...
That man, and that woman...
"You wanna come with me while I congratulate them, belle?" Martin asked me with a smile
I looked at the two of them on the stage.
I can't do this!
"Sure!"
I say, unsure and took shaky steps towards the stage.
"Congratulations on your wedding man!" Martin said, chuckling and hugged him close, patting his back.
"Thanks!" Eric said, eyeing me.
"Oh well, here's your wedding gift, your toy, back to you!" Martin chuckle grabbing my hand and handing my hand into Eric's.
I said nothing, just closed my eyes at the haunting of this objectification just now ringing into my ears.
"I bet I now know why do you like her, and I completely understand your reasons, but I don't understand one thing, why does Ruth like you?" Martin asked.
Eric looked at me as I avoided the eye contact in the moment, he clutched onto my hand as I whimper in pain.
With a sly smirk pasted across his lips he answered him back,
"Maybe you can't understand because you have not had sex with me?"
He winked as I look up at Eric's face turning all red.
"Her body, her soul, her every single fibre cannot defy me, it's just how good I am!"
Enough!
Enough of his bullshit!!
I can't take him talking anymore!!
I started to twist my hand out of his hold when his grip got tighter almost breaking my bones.
"Ahhmhh!"
I squeak as he whispered.
"Where are your manners amor? Your man just got married, don't you have anything to say to him?"
I look up at him.
The way he was laughing, he was enjoying every tiny little details of this moment, breaking my heart over and over again.
"You were never supposed to mean this much to me. I was never supposed to fall so hard for you. But you know what? I did and that's the truth, that's what keeps me holding on, because it hurts like hell to let you go!"
I cried, he rolled his eyes ignorantly.
"I am sorry, I gave you everything I had without making sure you wanted it! It takes real strength to forgive someone who isn't sorry at all!"
I cried some more and he just scoffed.
"One day, you're going to wake up and notice that you should have tried, I WAS WORTH THE FIGHT!"
And this time he looked into my eyes. He knew that I know that he is scared.
Scared of falling in love with me, scared that he won't be able to protect me and would end up killing me like his father killed his mother
I know him that much now.
I guess?
"Hey, are you done?"
Finally Leslie said and I scoffed, wiping my tears away sparing her a glance.
"Boohoo bitch! Stay away a thousand meters from my man, he is my husband now!" Leslie said clutching onto Eric's suit
I scoffed, looking at her trying to hold onto him as hard as possible.
"I don't need you to tell me to stay away from him, Les. It's your husband who can't! He is the one clutching onto my hand unlike you!"
I answer her back showing my hand which Eric had clutched onto ever since Martin handed me over to him.
"You fucking whore-"
She was about to slap me when Eric held her hand and broke it in a stroke.
"Ahhh!!"
She cried in tears as Eric grit his jaw,
"Dare touch her and I'll break you without bothering about this marriage or you or the kid inside you!"
"Hmph!" She crossed her arms and dropped that idea.
I scoff at Leslie.
"I don't need words to answer you, Les. These hickeys alone tells it all!"
I say and she looked at Eric surprised.
"You- you cheated on me? That too on our wedding night?"
Eric just shrugged his shoulders.
"So? You can break the marriage right away? Do it?" He said.
"Fuck!"
Leslie took a deep sigh and looked forwards gritting her jaw.
"I'm done with you Erickson Roerig!" I say, jerking my hand out of his clutch.
"May you have the most horrible married life!"
I say and walked away with Mike standing next to me.
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