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**** this is the reason why I chose M rating

it contains assault


Chapter Twelve(M)

Mals POV
I felt as King Ben laid me down in my bed. I wanted him to come back when I heard the door close. I didn't want him to leave I was scared but I felt my eyes drop before I could do anything about it.

I was back on the cottage his father owned, I could hear his laughter ringing in my ears. I was back in the corner with my leg chained. The chain itself was long enough where I could go to the front door but never actually step outside.

I heard his heavy footsteps walking closer and closer. I flinched with every step.

Thump!

Thump!

Thump!

"Mal...oh, Mal" I heard him say. I leaned further into the wall, hoping it would swallow me in but it never did. I continued to shake and flinch as he got closer down the stairs... And then suddenly I heard nothing, no footsteps..no taunting...nothing. I hugged myself tighter before slowly looking up. I breathed in, in relief and even loosened my tense position and uncrossed my arms, setting my legs down. I took a breath out again, I'm safe.

"There you are!"

I jumped.

I tried to get away.

But it was too late.

I hissed in pain while being unable to speak. His hand was clenched around my hair, fisting it as he pulled it to make me stand up.

"Now I think it's time to teach you a lesson" he growled why caressing my cheek with his rough hand. He tugged my hair harder as he pulled me to his bedroom.

I felt my breath shorten was...was he.

No..no.

No, he said that it will happen the day I left the Isle…

Today isn't the day….. It can't be the day.

I held back tears, he said they were annoyed that unless I wanted to get hit I shouldn't cry.

I almost let out a sigh of relief when I saw a bucket of water.

It as the bucket used to take baths. Usually, he made me clean him while he was inside, he said he liked having my hands on him, that it reminded him what would happen in a couple of months..when I would finally be his. It was the tub he would sit next to and watch me as I cleaned myself on every first of the month, those were the worst days because he would touch me more try and do more until he remembered why he was waiting. He always said that when he does screw me on his birthday, he was going to do it twice as many years I've been gone, he always said 'three years, Mal..three years'. But he said I needed to be ready first and know how to please him, which is why he sometimes made me watch as he screwed his toys as he liked to call them.

He threw me near the bucket almost tripping inside of it. He came around before bending one of his knees and tugging on my hair again. He pulled onto my hair until my back was arched. He leaned his nose close to my jaw and ran his nose along my face until he reached my ear, he licked it before leaning closer. "Let's find out how long you can last underwater?"

He pulled me by my hair higher and pushed my head down. I thrashed around trying to get free. I tried holding my breath not letting any air leave until I felt his hands move. One hand moved its way around my neck squeezing it. While the other moved around my chest as he groped and squeezed.

And I panicked.

And I screamed

I started to breathe in the water, choking and coughing. I tried to stop but once I let the air out the water just kept trying and trying to get into my body. I moved my hands around trying to push myself up but all it did was get him to tighten his hold on my neck. After a while he pulled me up, I gasped for air, coughing up water trying to calm down. He placed kisses on my neck as he tugged on my hair harder, "Just imagine my temptress, instead soon, you'll be choking on my cock" before thrusting his hips forward so I could feel him.

I panicked, I tried to pull to lean away but before I could he shoved me down the water.

He did the whole thing again.

And again.

And again.

And again.
Taunting me...groping me...choking me.

Until he thought I learned my lesson.

When he was done he left me there, next to the bucket coughing up water, and blacked out. Once I woke up, I noticed I was still next to the bucket. This time though, Gaston was inside with one of his toys. I backed away trying to get away. I didn't want to be apart of this.

I didn't.

I tried to move quietly but the chain kept railing moving with every step. I still moved, I moved until he noticed me. I was trembling I didn't want this to happen again.

"Turn around," he said.

And I did slowly with my head down, he continued to groan and grunt as if what was going on wasn't happening.

"Come here" he continued.

I took careful steps.

I heard as the water moved back and forth and how he made disgusting sounds in pleasure. I walked until I could feel the water next to the bucked.

"Look at me" he groaned out, I closed my eyes tight before moving my head and opening my eyes. There he was naked, with one hand tugging and pulling her blonde hair while the other laid on the edge of the tub.

"Kneel" he breathed out and I did carefully to not look at his eyes. I was right in front of his face with his arm was just below my chest.

He ran his hand along my face, "Are you jealous, my temptress.." he let out another groan before digging is nail into my chin, making me look at him and pulling me closer, "don't worry, soon you'll be the only one pleasing me" he looked down at my cleavage before groaning on my neck "but for now..you'll learn how to please me by watching her"

I closed my eyes.

I won't…

I won't….

"Look at her" he whispered licking my ear.

He grew impatient with me and moved his hand to squeeze my throat "LOOK AT HER!"

He squeezed harder.

I opened my eyes.

I woke up gasping for air. I struggled to breathe. I continued to wasp for air I began to panic. I couldn't breath...it was like I had forgotten. I closed my eyes as tears streamed down and but a hand on my throat...It felt like his hand was still around my neck. I dug my injured hand into the mattress clawing the sheets with my nails.

I moved around trying to let air into my lungs but I felt like my throat was close….I couldn't...I couldn't fucking breath.

I tried to focus on my breath but all I kept doing was having a small panic attack trying to breathe. Finally, I took a deep breath before swallow the air feeling the fear rolling out of me like waves.

I continued to gasp for air but in much smaller amounts. I felt my heart aching, my legs were shaking and my heartbeat ringing in my ears. From the corner of my eyes, I saw something move, fear running through my veins, I jumped tightening my hold on the sheets with my injured arm. My vision blurred before I quickly looked over and saw a bird flying by letting out small chirps. I let out a sigh in relief, I continued to choke out small breaths before turning on the night lamp and grabbing a book before curling myself into a ball leaning as far back as I could against the headboard.

Click.

Click.

My eyes darted around the room looking for any danger I till they landed on a jacket. I quickly lunged to grab it before going back to my previous position. I hugged it to my chest smelling his jacket. I put my arms through the sleeves having the jacket backward I dug my nose into his jacket as I tried to read. But I couldn't even read the title, only two words registered in my head. Over and over.

I'm safe…

I'm safe…

I'm safe…


every chapter where it contains stuff like this will be having an M so you know

I have been getting questions on my updating schedule...I update SATURDAYS once (unless I miss a week then it's two)

this was my first time writing anything like that (not going to lie I honestly felt disgusted writing that)

ALSO, THE CHAPTERS AFTER THIS ARE TWICE AS LONG

QUESTIONS

what did you think?

whos ready for more about our villains?

the royal council?

Will Ben find out about this nightmare?

do you think Ben will prevent her from knowing the truth?

how much do you think Ben will react when he finds out?

how much would he kill Gaston Jr. ?

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