Chapter 7 Hell and pains

Leilani cried and knelt on the floor. Slowly, she pulled down her skimpy dress and was naked the next second.

The Alpha rolled the long whip in his hand and brought it down heavily on her naked back.

Leilani gasped in sharply as she tried to maintain her position. Her hands clutched tightly on her laps as she panted, staring down. Her tears dropped in front of her.

"Ten strokes for disobeying my command. Count out loud, slave." Tarzan's powerful voice ordered and he brought down the second stroke without warning.

Leilani cried out this time around, called out the number as she got back to the kneeling position.

Another stroke landed on her back, making her fall flat on the ground.

She couldn't call the third number. She was wiggling on the floor with pain as she breathed heavily. She couldn't cry no more, didn't have the strength to and didn't have any more tears left in her eyes.

"Get back on the kneeling position or your strokes will be doubled." Tarzan ordered, glaring hard at her.

Leilani's eyes were closed with pain. She slowly sat up and almost slipped on her own blood. Her back was bruised, tore and bleeding.

King Tarzan stood up, bent his head and saw the bruises with blood. His eyes sparkled with excitement as a small wicked grin touched the corner of his lips. He whipped her again and again until the ten strokes were complete.

Leilani laid on the ground, now bleeding badly as she fought for breath. Her eyes opened but they were lifeless. The pain was unbearable and she couldn't even cry. She only struggled for breath.

The whip dropped from Tarzan's hand and he slowly walked to the window. He stared down at his hand with satisfaction at the blood stains there.

"You remember that night, don't you? That night you threw in the snakes." Tarzan said, staring into the dark. His eyes were livid with anger. He just couldn't get enough of making the girl in there with him suffer. He just couldn't get enough of it.

Leilani laid still, her face down as she slowly moved on the floor, fighting to stay alive. She never wanted to die, no matter what she faced. She'd always wanted to stay alive, having this feeling that life had something beautiful for her.

She was now a slave; slave to someone she knew from the past.

The Alpha slowly turned to stare down at her and shook his head. "I killed the snakes thst day before they could get their venom into me.

"You remember the night of the fire? The very day I shall never forget. I'm still alive though, alive and giving you the torment you deserve." Tarzan said, walking back towards her.

"Get up on your feet." He breathed out the words as he watched her with all the hatred he could gather.

Leilani pushed herself on her knees, slowly stood up on her feet. She staggered badly but forced herself to remain standing.

"Do I pull my garment off so you can see something entertaining? Something to laugh at?" The Alpha asked, teasing the rope holding his robe.

Layla began to shake her head, tears falling out effortlessly.

"Off to the bed. Lay flat with your face down. Not a single blood stain on the bed else you will pay for it."

Leilani staggered to the bed and gently laid on it with her back up and her face facing down. She winced in pain at the excruciating pain roaming all over her back but she dared not move.

King Tarzan moved closer, stared at her back with satisfaction. "It doesn't look half as bad as someone's back that we know but I love that you are in great pain. Nothing more I desire more than this." He said abd paused. "Spread your legs. Wide." Tarzan said after a brief silence.

Leilani closed her eyes tightly and forced herself to spread her legs.

When she had done that, Tarzan stood in between her legs, spread them even more wide, making Leilani gasped sharply in pain.

He bent over her, pulled her head up with her hair, then whispered into her ear from behind,"I will keep this first memory as a trophy, dear slave." Without warning, he drove into Leilani's almost tight p*ssy and plunged so deep into her.

Leilani covered her mouth with her hands as she fougt the pain. She screamed at some point when she couldn't take in all his size.

When she had stretched and had taken in the perfect size, Tarzan started thrusting in and out, moving with more force than necessary.

Leilani held the bedspread tightly, trying so hard not to make a sound but it was difficult to be silent, when Tarzan's legs where pressing so hard against the back of her knees. He put in more force, more pressure and pain.

Leilani shook wort tears as in between her legs was practically on fire. When she felt something hot sip into her, she sighed and hoped it was over for the night because she knew she wouldn't be able to take it anymore. She might just collapse with the pain.

Tarzan straighted up and moved away from her. He put on his briefs and organized his clothing before glancing at Leilani.

"Get your self off my bed and get out." He said with command and hatred.

Leilani closed her eyes as she slowly stood up, enduring the pain. When she stood on her feet, she gasped and dropped on the floor. She couldn't stand, let alone walk.

Tarzan's eyes blazed with fury as he stared at her. "Get out of my room. I'm going in right now. I don't want to come out and meet you here. If I should, we shall go over this routine again." He walked briskly to a door, opened it and entered.

Leilani cried. She turned to the sitting position on the floor and dragged herself slowly, towards the door.

She knocked tiredly on the door when she got there. It opened, revealing the young men by the door.

She stared up at them, begged them to help her back to the dungeon.

Pavo and Roman stared down at her as if surprised by the ugly state she was appeared. Their king was a stonehearted, dangerous and cruel being but they've never seen him get that worst. They've never seen him treat someone like he was a total beast.

Leilani could see the looks on their faces but she only pleaded some more. It wasn't the time to start feeling embarrassed or broke ashamed of herself, it was time to fight for her life.

Roman looked at Pavo and nodded, indicating he should help Leilani up.

He dropped his sword, bent and picked Leilani from the ground. He carried her and just then, Hugo appeared.

"What in the holy's....what happened here?" He asked, staring at Leilani - who was almost unconscious in Pavo's arms - with horror.

"Just take her back to the dungeon." Pavo said, passing Leilani to him.

Hugo put Leilani on his shoulder, turned and rushed away.

Roman and Pavo stood back at their positions, closed the door and stared at each other.

Both of them knew something was off. Really off.

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