Part 8: Whipping wounds
“The Cruel Prince”
Author by Natalie Ernison
Behind the gold-colored curtains, a girl's face was seen standing with a blank stare. It was as if there was no more life from that blank stare. A pretty face, with a young master in a white lace dress, which showed off her chest.
“Who am I, why am I here? can I still survive .. “ thought the woman with empty eyes.
Natahsya, well she was the woman who was standing from behind the gold-colored curtain. She was in a mansion that was quite luxurious, but it seemed that the mansion was quite quiet like uninhabited.
Standing up, sitting down again looking at the ceiling of the room filled with dark decorations. Seen a photo of a pair of men and women embracing in a green park.
Nathasya continued to stare at the photo, and began to remember the figure in the photo who was hanging beside the king size bed.
Nathasya walked closer, and closer until she was right in front of the photo.
Her eyes began to stare at the photo containing the two men and women. Her hands began to touch the glass from the photo frame, a shiny brown frame with a size of 20R.
A woman is seen wrapping her arms around the man's neck, while the man is wrapping her arms around the woman's hips and chest area. The man has a black shirt, and the woman has a white blouse with a yellow and gold striped vest.
“This photo..—” Before he could mention someone in the photo, her tears fell again down her smooth cheeks. It was as if her heart ached when she looked at the photo, which was probably full of memories.
Check the sound of the bedroom door opening, and a man with a cold gaze appeared.
“Eat, you've been eating only through your IV bottle for days.” Said the man, which was Zakra the cruel man.
“Hey are you listening to me!” Zakra took Nathasya's hand, and he realized that the woman was remembering the person in the photo.
“Do you miss this photo...” said Zakra with a sad smile.
“This is a photo of us at the park a few years ago. You were in the second year of high school at that time.”
Nathasya was just silent, and it seemed she was starting to remember the beautiful memories in the photo. She is in a romantic relationship with her first lover, namely Zakra Crossadio.
“Why is this photo still there?” asked Nathasya while touching the photo.
“Sure, because this photo is very precious to me. You will never understand how valuable this photo is..” Zakra's voice suddenly turned heavy and his eyes filled with anger that had been buried for a long time.
Argghhh... Nathasya groaned in pain, due to the grip of the hands on her shoulders.
“Even every time I remember these memories I'm very happy, even though I know that at that time you left and won't come back to me ..” Zakra let go of hand, then sat down on a sofa near his king size bed.
“Nathasya, do you still have that love for you ..?” said Zakra giving a question to Nathasya, but with a call like when they first met a few years ago.
Nathasya was silent, the feeling of wanting to speak but was restrained on her lips.
“Why honey, do you need my help to talk hmm ..” Zakra approached Nathasya who was sitting on the edge of her bed.
Erm... Nathasya held back her moans when Zakra started to treat her quite harshly.
“Honey, try to tell me, how do you feel now hmm..” Zakra grabbed Nathasya's long hair and kissed her lips which looked dry, because of her unfit body condition.
“Stop this..” Nathasya's moaning voice, which was mixed with sighs, now filled the room.
“Honey, I've been missing all of this for a long time..” Zakra was still in a position to caress Nathasya's face and neck area, and don't forget that she still doesn't let go of Nathasya's hair.
“Promise me one thing...” Zakra said right in Nathasya's ear while biting her earlobe.
“What are you wants, Master .. “ said Nathasya with a body that was shaking violently, she was so afraid of the figure of a man who was fond of her.
“I want you to be my warmer dear, and do everything with love. And one more thing! From today onwards, stop calling me Master, but call me “Master.” Zakra said with a cold smile, and a look that seemed to want to devour his woman immediately.
Zakra released his grip, this time he removed the belt from his pants with a laugh that was quite depressing.
“Masters? What.. what will Master do..” said Nathasya as she backed away to the side of the king size bed.
“Honey, quickly promise that you will not leave me, even until death do us part ..” Zakra chuckled, but with eyes filled with an aura of cruelty.
Arghhh...
“It hurts...” Nathasya's moaning voice sounded beautiful again in Zakra's ears.
Splash... Splash... Splash...
The sound of the lashes hit the calf area to Nathasya's smooth thighs. Zakra whipped her with his belt buckle Young Master.
Arghhh.. “it hurts...” argh... the moaning sound is getting louder.
“Hahaha.. doesn't it hurt dear? that's how my life hurts when you're gone!!” Zakra said with his evil laugh and wide eyes.
Arghh ..... the sound of sobs, screams of pain are now mixed into one.
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While on the other hand…
“Is Mr. Zakra is torturing our future mistress again...” said the servants who worked as caretakers of the Zakra residence.
“Too bad our mistress, why is Mr. Zakra so cruel? even though the master loves Madam Nathasya very much, even he is almost crazy because of the lady..”
“Shhhhhhh never mind... we can't do anything.” said is a male servant.
Arghhh... Nathasya just lay weak, on her side. She tried not to cry, because Zakra forbade her to cry. She just bit the thick blanket that was in the mattress area. Her body was shaking violently, the pain from Zakra's lash was excruciating.
“I will be away for a few days, take good care of your mistresses. Don't let anyone see her except the people in this mansion!” Zakra ordered.
“Okay Mr. Zakra. Sir, may we treat and care for Madam Nathasya?” asked one of the waiters.
“Well damn it.” Zakra rushed to grab a black coat, then immediately left his residence that looked so big and luxurious.
Ehmm... emmm.. the moaning sound that Nathasya had been trying to hold back all this time.
Knock... Knock... Knock......
“Madam, please allow us to come in..” said several servants, then entered the room belonging to their master, Zakra.
“Madam what happened!” some of the servants were so surprised when they saw that Nathasya's whole body was red and bruised from Zakra's whipping. The former kissmark from Zakra was emblazoned on the neck and chest area.
Slowly the female servants smeared the skin ointment, although it was quite painful but Nathasya still tried to hold it in.
“Madam is done, please eat and say if there is anything madam needs.” The servants left their master's room.
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“I really can't bear to see Madam Nathasya's condition, it hurts when I see the expression on the Madam's face that doesn't seem to want to shed tears...” said one of the female servants while wiping her tears.
“Right, I am very sad to see the state of the madam. However, we are just a servant..” said another waiter.
“What are you doing? are you gossiping?” said a man who had just arrived before them.
“No, young master, we are only concerned about Madam Nathasya's condition.”
“Madam ? have any more new women been brought here?” said a young man, with a confused expression.
“That's right, young master, but this time the madam, Mr. Zakra, loves her very much.”
“Loving? but why does the woman seem to be in such a state of concern?” said the man named Abed narrowing his eyes, wanting to be informed immediately.
“We often clean Mr. Zakra's room, and we see that there is a 20R photo frame, which is a photo of you and a woman. The photo is old, and that woman is Madam Nathasya.”
“Nathasya?” The man was trying to remember something.
“Oh yes I remember! it was the innocent girl that Zakra loved very much, but they were separated.
“That's right young master.”
Abed is Zakra's cousin who lives next door, but often visits Zakra to his mansion..
“Auntie, may I meet the madam you mean?” asked Abed hopefully.
“Alright young master, but please don't make master Zakra angry.”
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Abed climbed the stairs to Zakra's room. But before he arrived, his steps stopped at the last step. At that time Abed was silent for a while, and saw a woman who was so graceful and beautiful sitting playing the piano. But her gaze was so hollow and empty.
The tone that the woman played was so beautiful to her ears, and quite immersive.
“Hey, are you alone ..” Abed patted the shoulder of the woman who was playing the piano, and suddenly made the woman so shocked that she almost fell. But Abed swiftly held their position.
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