SLAVE RULES

"Wait are you trying to say I am your sex slave?" He inquired with his mouth slightly open.

"Shh." She shushed him and continued.

"Rule number two: As an able-bodied former police officer, you are required to go on missions for me, even if it means putting your life on the line. You should be ready to die for me." She said with her eyes still glued to the book. He swallowed saliva.

"Lastly, you are not allowed to have feelings." She concluded closing the book. His face flushed.

"B-But I am a human!" He protested.

"There is an extra rule: no going against me or asking stupid questions." She declared and rose from the chair, walking over to him confidently with her head held high. She stood in front of Xander, who was boiling with rage inside of him. She trailed her fingers from his chest down to his pants and grabbed his dick. He opened his mouth wide in surprise, and she closed it for him with her slender fingers.

"I said you are not allowed to have feelings; that means you are not allowed to have reactions or moan when you are giving me pleasure; you are literally an object for pleasure now." She said, squeezing his dick hard; his face turned purple. He imagined grabbing her and pressing her against her desk and spanking her ass, but he couldn’t do that. She let go of his dick and walked to the door of the office.

"Go bathe; you smell like shit." She stated.

"I already bath…" He couldn’t finish his speech as she left the room.

"Ugh! I hate her! I hate her gut; how can she be treating me this way? Who does she think she is? I can’t bear this anymore," Xander said, slamming his fist against her desk in anger. "I just need to calm down and get evidence against her; she belongs behind bars. Maybe when I put her in jail, I will get my old job back." He thought to himself.

"Noah! Noah! Noah!" Jake shouted as he saw that Noah was no longer moving in the water. He dove into the water and wrapped his hand around Noah’s waist, trying to swim out of the water with him, but the dumbbells were pulling him into the water. He let go of him and started untying all the dumbbells from Noah’s body. He finished untying it and carried Noah out of the water, placing him on the edge of the pool. Noah just laid there with his eyes closed. Jake panicked and started pressing continuously on Noah’s chest.

"You have to wake up," Jake said, pressing his chest continuously, but Noah wasn’t responding. Jake sucked in a deep breath and held Noah’s face, breathing into his mouth.

Ashley walked into the pool area in a stylish black outfit, wearing gothic girl makeup. She froze in shock as she saw Jake breathing into Noah’s mouth.

"Did you leave him in the pool for a long time?" she inquired, running around the big pool to where they were.

Jake frowned, letting go of Noah’s face. "Yeah, we wanted to teach him a lesson, right?" He inquired. Ashley caught up to them; she smacked him on the head and kneeled next to Noah, pressing his chest while Jake continued blowing air into his mouth.

"I think he is dead." Jake concluded.

"He can’t be dead; I don’t want him to die now, not when I haven’t taken my revenge." She remarked.

"Go get a doctor or something." She added. Jake stood up to leave when Noah coughed out water; that nearly touched Ashley, but she moved away from him a little. Noah sat up, with water dripping off his clothes and his eyes extremely red. His eyes landed on Ashley, and he flinched in fear for a second. Jake heaved a sigh of relief. “I will go get a towel.” He said and ran out of there.

"I can’t believe you tried to kill me," he commented.

"I wasn’t trying to kill you; I just wanted to teach you a lesson, or else why would I save you?" She asked bluntly.

"I don’t know because you still need me," he replied.

"No, I wasn’t trying to kill you. If I wanted to kill you, you would be dead by now, and I won’t hesitate to do it again." she commented. He gnashed his teeth, burning with rage, and grabbed her neck tightly, pressing the necklace against her neck.

"What are you doing? Let go of me!" She spoke through clenched teeth.

"I won’t let you go; I can’t believe you are ready to be a widow; then I might as well become a widower." He stated trying to choke her to death; her pale face was starting to turn red. She punched him twice in the stomach, but he still refused to let go of her neck, trying to drag her into the pool, but she overpowered him and hit his head with hers; he fell into the pool, splashing water on her. Ashley frowned and stood up on her feet, bracing her painful neck. Noah swam to the edge of the pool where she was and looked up at her with a lot of hatred in his eyes.

"I got married to you, which means you belong to me. I am going to chop off all your wings." He remarked.

"I will like to see you try bastard!" She snapped, walking out on him, and paused halfway. "You should be getting ready to leave my house; you are not welcomed here." She added and walked away. Noah angrily swam out of the pool and started stroking his sore wrists.

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Ashley held a large bouquet of roses while standing in front of her father’s golden grave. She was in her father’s garden with a lot of her father’s goons and business partners. They were all seated, waiting for her to give her speech. She was just staring at the grave, trying her best not to cry.

A group of gangsters came forward carrying a lot of large guns and aimed at the sky, firing shots into the sky continuously; it sounded like fireworks, and it gave her the confidence she needed. She turned to face the crowd backing her father’s grave when a microphone was given to her by Chris, who was also present at the funeral. She took a deep breath and started speaking, making the gangsters stop shooting.

"Um, I know it’s really, really hard to say goodbye to a loved one, but…I am trying my best." She spoke and paused, pursing her lips.