Chapter 5 Leilani's tears

King Tarzan sat on a chair, facing a huge table inside his study. He had a satisfying look on his face, as he wrote wott ease with the feather on the bamboo book.

He couldn't have been more happier, knowing he could turn around and get his very own enemy treated as he liked.

"King Pavlova, you Russian b*stard," he wrote. "It is my great pleasure and excitement to tell you that I have your daughter in my Kingdom as my slave. It still baffles me to see her here without lifting a finger and without having to go to war with you to bring her over. It's a priceless gift as my Revenge Mission has fully taken place. Do not bother to look for her because you shall never be able to get her out of my dungeon. This is King Tarzan Mackenzie, your once loyal slave." Tarzan dropped the feather, gently wrap up the letter and walked out into the bedroom.

He stood by the window side overlooking the farm and stared up. He almost smiled with satisfaction when he saw Leilani bent there, doing the work he assigned her. He frowned deeply again, shook his head. "This isn't enough pain. Yes, I'm just getting started but then, I want it to be hot even from the very beginning. You shall cry, crawl in my presence and beg for your life. Just like you did me." Tarzan said coldly.

"Roman." He called out in equally cold voice as he turned towards the door.

Roman came in and walked to him immediately, then bowed. "Yes my king."

"Take that to the deliverer. He must deliver the letter to The Pavlovas kingdom. Tonight."

"Yes my king." Roman bowed. He took the letter and left immediately to carry out the orders.

King Tarzan turned back to look at Leilani and shook his head. He needed to inflict more pain on her at once and that will be by making her his s*x slave.

Yes. S*x slave.

Leilani panted under the sun as she filled up the ninth basket. The sun was very high in the sky, making things very hard for her.

She couldn't even sit as Max, the assistant guardian was waiting to whip her if she did so.

She struggled on and hours later, filled up the tenth basket. Hugo walked up to her and nodded. "You are done here. Come with me."

Leilani looked at him, her eyes red and swollen. "Can I have a cup of water? I've been working for eight hours."

"Let's go you b*tch!" Hugo thundered and slapped her across the face.

Leilani gasped and fell to the ground with streak of blood rolling towards her ear from mouth. She gasped with breath and glanced up at Hugo, as if surprised.

"Pick her up! She has more work to do!" Hugo yelled. Some boys came forward, bundled Leilani off the ground and took her away.

Hugo glanced briefly towards King Tarzan's window and hurried after them.

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Still spitting out blood from her broken lips, Leilani groaned in pure pain as she turned here and there on the floor. She couldn't sit still. The pain was just too unbearable.

Hugo arrived few minutes after they dropped her in her cage, with a cup of water in his hand. He stared down at Leilani and sighed. "I'm sorry I hit you but you shouldn't have talked to me that way. The king's window is overlooking the farm which means he might be watching. I will lose my head if I'm not careful. Don't do that again, please. Here's your water."

"Did he ask you to starve me? If he did, take the water away." Leilani said, fighting for breath.

"Please..."

"Please!! Take it away! I don't want you suffering or losing your life because of a slave like me. Oh please, I beg you. Take it away." Leilani wept, staring up at Hugo.

Hugo was bear tears. He didn't know what happened to a stonehearted person like him or why he was feeling this much pity. Was it because this lady right here was not supposed to be here? Was it because his own conscience was judging him for collecting double money just to use her as a replacement for the real slave?

"Okay then. I will get you something to treat yourself with. You are bleeding."

Leilani shook her head, laid flat on the cold bare floor. "I will be fine. Like I said before, I deserve what's happening to me right now. Don't feel pity for me." She mumbled with her eyes closed.

Hugo heard someone approaching and quickly hide the cup of water. He turned and saw it was Max, his assistant.

"The king says to bring her out." Max announced and Hugo looked unbelievably at him. "What?bshe just finished doing all that work."

Max stared dumbly at him and Hugo quickly nodded.

"I will bring her out. Go."

Max turned and left.

Hugo slowly turned to look at Leilani, knocked slightly on the door. "Are you sleeping? You are needed again."

Leilani dragged her eyes open, sat up slowly and wiped the blood off her mouth. "Let's go. I don't want to get whipped for delaying."

Hugo got in and helped her on her feet. They both walked to the entrance and met Nikita standing outside with three other slaves behind her.

"Is she the one?" Nikita asked with a scoff.

"Yes she is, teacher." One of the slave behind her replied.

"You are the new slave who's gonna be the newest sex slave. Hmm." Nikita mumbled. It was very obvious she was jealous.

Leilani's eyes seemed to expand. "S*x...s*x slave?"

"Take her to the dress room Hugo. The maids there will work on her body and get her ready for the king's use." Nikita said before walking away, as if angry. The three slaves followed immediately.

Leilani stared blankly at Hugo with questions in her eyes. She's going to become the king's s*x slave? That was worst than every other pains she has gone through.

Standing right there, tears rushed down her face. Oh, if only she'd known.

"Let's go." Hugo said with a sigh.

Leilani followed him like a zombie; someone who has lost her direction in life and like someone who was lost forever.