Coming from an abusive household, Meredith Hill makes up her mind to finally escape. She runs till she meets a family friend who decides to take her in as one of her own. When high school is added to the mix, she must learn how to cope with her past...
A skimpy maids uniform hides parts of my body, with no panties might I add, waltzing around a big office that looks like it's come straight off the show Hoarders. Blackmore is sitting on his desk, phone in one hand, a gun in the other.
"Hands and knees," He says dominantly. I cower, but obey, fearing the consequences if I refuse. I slowly move down. "Now scrub," He kicks over a pail of soapy water that smells repulsive. The metal slides across the hardwood floor, sloshing around its contents when it makes contact with my hand.
I grab the dirty yellow sponge from the bucket, squeezing out the extra water. I finch when a hand is slammed on a desk. I look up to Blackmore, his eyebrows raised regarding me shrewdly. He sets down his phone and brings his hand up to his ear cupping it.
"Yes . . . master," The words leave a vile aftertaste on my tongue. I start scrubbing off the dirt that consumes his floor. Never in my life had I been so upset with myself. I shouldn't have a reason to be, but my whole life has been fucked up.
A broken family with a broken childhood. I find it sweet that Reid is trying so hard to be tender and fix me. But that's the thing . . . how can he fix something that is constantly being broken?
"You missed a spot," he points his index finger to a corner behind me. I mentally roll my eyes and start crawling backwards. "Turn. Around." He growls impatiently.
I know damn well why he wants me to turn. The lack of privacy goes straight down south as well, and this uniform happens to end right above my thighs, completely bare. I would basically be flashing him.
I slowly shake my head. He doesn't seem to like this because his expression goes from irritated to wrathful in a matter of seconds. Blackmore stands to his feet and stalks towards me. His sleek black shoes with scrapes on them stop just in front of my nose. I dare not to look up to him.
I jerk and yelp when a gun shot rings through the air. The sound so loud I almost have to cover my precious ears. Thankfully, he didn't aim for me. "TURN AROUND," he yells in a much more impatient tone.
I want to break down; sob into my arms and wallow away in my tears. But I can't. I can't show him my fear, no matter how much I'm terrified of him. I audibly gulp, and turn around. The cold air goes straight to my core making me shiver.
"Fuck," I hear him curse from behind me, in addition to a zipper and belt buckle being undone. I let one tear fall down my pale cheek. This man is finding pleasure in watching me submit to him. It's exactly what he told me, ". . . it can either be pleasurable or not for you, but I can assure you it will be immense pleasure for me."
I can tell this man lives up to his words.
He groans a chain of curses through gritted teeth. I hear him grunt a few more times before letting out a gratifying sigh. The belt buckle once again fumbles a bit followed by a zipper.
"Clean this up," he breaths out. He sounds as if he's ran a fucking marathon. I turn around, still on my hands and knees, and my eyes widen at this sight. I want to vomit and cry, and at the moment I'm coming so close to doing both.
The sound of knees cracking pulls me back to reality. I turn my head to the right and come face to face with him. He takes his grimy fingers and runs them along my cheek.
"Oh, the fun I'm going to have with you. And then he's gone. Leaving me to clean up his seed that's decorates the mahogany floor.
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Eh...not that much of an interesting chapter. I'm sorry! I've been so busy with school and family that I have had no time to write. Figured I'd still update for you guys!
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