Chapter 4 4

Micaela

"Of course sir", the man responds, walking over to me, finally injecting the liquid inside my right arm. I winced in pain as I felt him pull out the syringe. I still don't understand what he means by that-, to stop me from getting pregnant.

The doctor explained some few things to her, packing up his things to leave. "The next time I arrive here before you, you would all ten of your fingers- now get out". "A-am so sorry sir-". The terrified man scrambled out of the room, grabbing his bag. It was only I and the strange man left in the room.

I pressed firmly on the wool the doctor had given me even though the blood had stopped coming out, I bite my lips in fear so hard that I could taste blood, my fear knowing no bounds I have never been in such a situation as this before if only there were some kind of magical powers I have then I would command a black hole to suck him all up.

But just like the famous word, wishes can't be horses so my best shot now is to wait and upon God for a freaking powerful miracle.

He walks over to me, and with each step he take, my breathing gets louder.

" Stand up and turn around", he orders, his tone cold and sharp as he undresses me with his eyes. Feeling so uncomfortable and annoyed, I glare angrily at him. Suddenly, he grabs my face forcing me to meet his eyes. "If you keep glaring at me like that pet I would pluck out your eyes with these forceps". He smiles as he displays the forceps before my eyes, his hot breathe slowly fanning my ears making me shiver the more. His smile is like that of a psychopath, a very crazy one. "now be a good pet and fucking turn around for me". His voice giving me goosebumps.

I stand up on shaky legs and turn around, my back facing him. I feel him reach up and unzip my dress. "Stay still". His cold voice keeps me in place.

My breathing is erratic, my heart frantic and heavy with fear as I felt the room go hotter than usual. My mind in a frenzy as different thoughts run through my mind. "Wh-what are you doing t-to me-". My shaky voice betrayed my confidence.

" Don't be scared little one,I don't plan on hurting you yet-". He drags the last part before slowly licking my earlobe, I yelp as I felt the coldness of his tongue on my ears. Disgust and anger filled my whole being. Is he a dog, why would he lick my ear.

"Just be bend over", he whispers roughly in my ears.

Beads of sweat decorate my face as I do as am told.

Then I felt something sharp jab my butt. "Ouch", I winced softly, alarmed. What is he doing to me.

" There, all done". He says as he rubs the raw area of my butt, grinning like a child who won a lottery. I could still feel the stab of whatever he was using to poke me, it hurt like hell.

Then he hands me a mirror, folding his arms across his chest, watching me with that psychotic smile on his face.

" What should I do with this sir". I ask as I looked at him confused.

" I want you to see my name on your fucking butt and know who you belong to, am I clear". This man is truly a psychopath, why would he tattoo his name on my butt.

I look into the mirror and notice the name Rodrigo written boldly in a cursive writing.

" You are to address me as master from now on, understood-". He says straightening his shirt.

" Y-yes si-sir, I stammered addressing him wrongly, receiving a slap on my butt for my punishment. Electric shock jolts up my body as his hand landed on my butt, I suked in air to keep the muffled sounds from coming out of my mouth. The area he drew the tattoo on throbed from his spank. I sniffed in tears as I held back my sob. My life is truly ruined.

Rodrigo

" Am gonna turn you into my fucking whore to serve me and me alone Micaela". "Wh-what". She stutters in shock as she looks up at me through her lashes covered in tears. "Poor thing you must have never been scared all your life, I would make your darkest nightmares come through".He says as he cups my bare breasts in his hands, kissing me forcefully. I struggle against his grip as he holds me steady, devouring my already swollen lip. I felt strange as he uttered my name.

Suddenly, he pulls away, his eyes darkening as he hungry gaze sweeps over me. I noticed the colour of his eyes for the first time, his amber coloured eyes like fire, his long lashes and thick eyebrows.

He looked like the type of man that descended from the sea or more like those fictional men in stories told online.

His perfectly chiseled jaw added more to his beauty, I brought my hands to touch his face, he held my hands before whispering into my ears.

"I haven't given you the permission to touch me doll, and don't devour me with your eyes". Shame filled me as he said those words. " Oh God please give me grace to overcome this temptation". I prayed inwardly.

" Get dressed and meet me outside".

I looked up at him, thinking quickly, could this be my chance to escape I thought as hope filled me. "Don't even think of escaping cause I would find you wherever you run to and make those legs immobile". He said the last part with a warning as he strodded out.

My luck really just got better. I stared at myself in the mirror as fresh tears poured down my face.