Dog Biscuits (Undertaker x Reader)

Never-ending Pain

*The pic is of your Master*

Y/N was dreaming a pleasant dream early that night, remembering how the weird man had spoken to her and took her home safely when she was younger even though he didn't even know her.

*Play music and Flash-Back*

Y/N walks quickly down the dark London streets, hoping not to see any drunks milling about the street in search for pleasurable acts on their behalf. Walking a little further and  yelling and fighting echo in the nearby alley, making Y/N speed up. "No way I'm getting in the middle of that" mumbling to no one particular, sounds of breaking walls reach her ears.

"What the bloody hell?!" Now going at a jog. Bits of debris pelt her back, Y/N is now sprinting "What the hell, What the hell, What the hell!" Panting as she runs, a wall in front of her falls, blocking her path. "Oh Bassy, you make me blush!" A red gender confused person jumps down and onto the wall. "If you want me, you have to come and get me" saying as he leaps to another building. A another man in a pristine tail coat butler uniform follows after red head. Y/N just falls to the ground in shock, not believing herself what she had just saw.

"Who where those and how can they be able to jump so high" Y/N says as she sits in shock on the cold cobblestone street. A door opens and closes beside her, but Y/N doesn't hear it because how deep she was thinking. "Guhehe, the red head was a Reaper while the butler was a Demon hehe" a silver haired man giggling as he lifts Y/N to her feet. "Now what is a (Ya'll are young, currently story age is 17-18 years old.) doing out here all alone I wonder?" Y/N was to shocked to say anything to this mysterious man. "Hehe I'll take you home deary hehe" grabbing her hand and starts to walk where her house is.

*Stop music and End of Flash-Back*

The stinging pain of a whip's tip wakes Y/N from the rare dream. "Mother please stop!" Y/N crys out in pain, "I wouldn't have to do this if you weren't such a slut" Y/N's  Mother says coldly. She gives Y/N another five lashes until she leaves the room, leaving Y/N crying in pain.

Gritting through the pain Y/N stands up and shuffles to the washrrom to clean the blood and sweat off of her. Feeling a little better Y/N slips on her maid uniform, lacing up the ribbons in the back loosely,  not wanting to open up the scabs just forming on her back. Glancing at the clock in her little room, she can tell she is behind schedule. Y/N rushes out of the house, in hopes to make it to her Master's on time.

The slap echoes the office, "You're late as usual Y/N, you insolent wrench" Sir Thomas spits. "How many times do I have to tell you to come here at 7:00 and not 7:01" he says coldly while reaching over to where he keeps the whip. He throws Y/N on the desk with the silver tipped whip in his hand "This will teach you a lesson" and starts whipping her back and anything else that the whip could touch. "P-P-Please Master don't hurt me anymore" Y/N cried out as the whip comes crashing once again down on her skin. Tearing the scarred skin once more, wounds of previous lashes reopen to the breezy cold air of the office room.

"I beg of you Master, Please stop!" Y/N pleads as the pain spreads through her body causing her to tremble and shake uncontrollably. Sir Thomas drops the whip and walks over to where Y/N is slouched over on the desk in pain. Her bare skin showing through the dress along with some of her undergarments.

"You're fired, I want you out of this house in 5 minutes or I will personally be your first" saying as he reaches for Y/N backside. "You disgusting monster! How could you do this?" Y/N says as she starts to back away toward the oak office doors. "Because you're a worthless piece of shit that was thrown to me, I had let you work for me yet you kept messing up everything you touch, and kept on blabbing on and on about Demons and Reapers also you never clean properly there is always a speck of dust here" saying as he walks even closer to Y/N. "Maybe you should not go outside at all and stay inside with me instead?" Sir Thomas say with a smirk forming on his face "You speak for a impossible task!" Y/N shrieks in pure anger and fear. "Then let me make help you decide" with a perverted smile plastered on his wrinkled face. "Never!" Y/N screams as she runs out of the office, bumping into servants along the way, not caring to try to hold the ripped shreds of the once maid outfit together, just caring about getting away from Sir Thomas.
The pain in her back increases even further, blood trickles down her back and her legs. "I'll always find you Y/N" Sir Thomas shouts as Y/N opens the doors and sprints through the busy streets of London.

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~Bissilia