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Chapter three: A sudden light in the dark
Alice cowered against the doors, clutching the towel tightly to herself as the man she "met" earlier, stalked towards her.
"Now that you're all clean..." he drawled, towering over her while running his hands up and down her forearms very slowly, "we can finish where we started."
Alice shuddered in disgust when his mouth latched onto the creamy skin of her bare shoulder. He moaned, smiling against her skin as his thin lips smothered her fair shoulder with sloppy wet kisses.
"You'll be a very good lay." he whispered to her, and she gasped when she felt his arousal probing her stomach.
Alice closed her eyes and shivered as he kept showering indecorous kisses down her neck. James smirked through his unholy ministration at the reaction he was getting from her. The immense desire to finally bury himself inside this tiny woman, drove him insane with lust and he sunk his teeth on the soft flesh of the crook of her neck.
The girl whimpered in pain and tried to push him away from her, but he was so relentless. He swiftly gathered her in his arms and practically threw her on his bed which was built for a king to sleep in.
"Don't do this!" she cried, tears streaming down her face when he began to tug at her towel. "Please don't!"
James growled in frustration and slapped her twice across her face. Alice screamed in agony and her hands rushed to her face to soothe the pain he'd caused her.
"Obey me, little one." he snarled at her as he yanked the towel from her. "You should know I'm a very impatient man."
His beady eyes greedily feasted on the young girl's exposed body. He salivated at the sight of her small lush breasts, heaving erratically from her rapid breathing. He chuckled darkly as his hands grab them and groaned when the small rosy buds hardened beneath his palms.
"I could just nibble on these all day long..." he said, his voice husky with unattainable lust as he twirled her tiny nipples with both his index fingers and thumbs. He gave them a not-so-gentle squeeze and Alice screamed even louder, earning her another slap. This time, his hand did not collide with her tinged cheeks.
"You might want to tone down that unnecessary noise of yours if you know what's good for you." he warned her, assaulting her sore nipples.
Alice cried silently to herself as her little nose throbbed painfully. She felt something warm and sticky trickling down her chin and her mouth immediately closed when it landed on her tongue.
She felt her legs part and squealed in fright when he began to knead the sliver of pink between her legs. He groaned as he rubbed hard on her little bundle of nerves, hoping it will have her wet and ready for him.
Alice felt sick bubbling in the pit of her tummy as her whole body began to heat up. She thought she was going to vomit.
"Come on, little one..." he urged, his brow furrowing in frustration as he continued swirling his thumb on her sensible bundle. "Be ready for me..."
Hoping that she'll finally come undone, he brutishly thrust two fingers deep inside her, completely tearing the fragile barrier at her entrance.
Hot tears blinded her sight at the intrusive pain of his rough fingers plunging in and out of her. James grinned with pride as he watched the tiny woman arch her back as a couple of gasps escaped her sweet red lips.
He had her where he wanted, and now it's time to make her his.
Taking his fingers out her tight wet warmth, James went to undo his trousers, his beady eyes never leaving the breathtaking young woman, who was whimpering lightly on his master bed.
Alice would have never thought anything like this could happen to her. Seriously, what had she done? Did she do something horrible in her past life for her to endure pain such as this?
Her legs were shaking slightly as they began to close, and her breath hitched when she felt the unmistakable throb between her legs. It's like she'd been split into two. A single tear slid down her bloodied face, when she sensed something warm and wet seeping from her assaulted womanhood.
"And now you will be mine." he sneered, stroking his growing member with one hand as the other pulled her lower body towards him. "You'll please me so good, little one..."
Alice cried to herself when she felt the tip of his member rubbing against her feminine sex. Not wanting to see any more of what will be done to her, she closed her eyes and prayed to her lord for it to be over as soon as possible.
The promise to her grandmother of saving herself until marriage were now shattered.
With her eyes shut tightly, Alice waited for the worst to happen but it never came. Her eyes fluttered open to find the horrible man no longer hovering over her but speaking to two of his maids by the half open doors.
"Who the hell is there?" he barked, obviously angry about being disrupted in the middle of a sexual activity.
One of the maids, standing closely outside his doors, answered him in a very timid voice and flinched when James grabbed her arm to order her to speak up. While James manhandled the nameless maid, Sally stood behind, her concerned eyes staring at the young girl on James' bed.
"H-he looked hurt and had no where to g-go." the maid stammered, her eyes shut as if James were about to strike a hand at her.
"I don't care who the hell he is! Throw him out!" he demanded, shoving the maid so he could close his doors.
"But, Master Hunter, it's pouring out there..." she reasoned, stopping the doors from closing all the way, "and Lord Whitlock would catch death if we just throw him out..."
James stopped struggling with the doors at the mention of the unknown gentleman's rank and looked at maid with a cunning smile playing on his thin lips.
"He's a lord?" he asked, impressed. "He's wealthy I presume."
The maid nodded and took a step back when James took a took a step forward.
"Where is he now?" he asked her, and Alice could hear a devious smile forming on his unremarkable face. As much as James loved satisfying his sexual needs, he truly enjoyed business.
"Lord Whitlock is speaking is speaking with Sir Demetri, Master Hunter." answered the girl, tucking a brown strand of her curls behind her ear.
"I didn't ask who he's speaking to," he snarled and the girl gulped, "I asked where he was."
"H-he-he's in the lounge." she replied.
James scoffed and turned away from the maid to look at Alice, who was still writhing on his bed.
"I'll be back for you later, my sweet." he told her, his eyes lusting after her perfect small body before leaving her alone in his room.
Both maids stood outside the doors, watching the naked girl stumble off the large bed, and they automatically rushed to her side when she fell on the carpet covered floors. Sally wrapped her arms around Alice's trembling frame, crushing her to an endearing hug.
"He's gone now." she whispered, not caring that Alice was stark naked against her clothed body. "The bad man won't hurt ya n'more."
"He-he-" stuttered Alice, her doe eyes wide with fright as she tilted her head up to look at Sally, who gasped in horror at the sight of her tiny bloody nose, "to-touched me..."
She didn't say anymore and buried her face into the maid's bosom. The thought of saying what had just happened to her terrified her so much. It's unbearable.
Sally and the other girl glanced at each other and then back at the elfin girl. Both their hearts broke for her. She was so tiny and so fragile. There's no way in hell she'll overcome more of what Sally and the others have gone through.
"There, there." whispered the nameless maid, patting the girl's bare back. "You're safe for now. Come on, lets get you cleaned up, miss."
Alice could barely stand due to the stinging pain between her legs. She spotted tiny specks of red fluid on her thighs and choked back a sob when she realized it was her maiden blood.
"You girls need any help?"
The three girls looked up to see Charlotte standing in the doorway, her eyes deeply concerned for Alice.
The nameless maid nodded at her and explained to Charlotte that Alice was in a very fragile condition.
"She could see that, Angie." muttered Sally, grabbing Alice's legs while the other two held her by her upper arms. "We've all been there."
"We're going to put her in the bath again?" Charlotte asked and Angie nodded in response. Not to let any of her blood drop, the maids rushed Alice back to the bathroom, and gently placed her in the porcelain tub. Alice winced slightly as the warm water brushed against her bleeding womanhood.
"I warmed it for ya again, Miss Alice." said Sally, wetting a cloth and started on wiping the blood off Alice's nose.
"Are you in a lot of pain, miss?" asked Angie, kneeling next to Sally with a small wet cloth of her own. Her hand gingerly swept over Alice's legs, as though afraid to hurt her even more.
Alice didn't say anything; she was still in shock.
The maid named Angie sighed at the zero response and simply carried on with the cleaning. Charlotte, on the other hand, helped wash Alice's hair.
Throughout the cleaning, the girls remained silent. Their feelings of despair was the only thing that remained loud. The maids finally got to their feet and examined their fine work. Alice was clean of blood and James' stench but a light purplish bruise tainted her fair cheeks.
"Miss Alice, can you stand up?" asked Sally, smiling kindly at the dazed girl as she held a soft white towel in her hands.
Alice shrugged at first and carefully hoisted herself up, wincing the whole time as she finally got to her feet. Suddenly, the mansion almost shook when an unknown male voice roared outside the bathroom door, startling the maids and Alice, who almost slipped.
"Oh dear. We better hurry and see what he wants." said Charlotte, her eyes wide.
The other two maids nodded in agreement and turned for the door.
"Stay here for a while, Miss Alice." Sally told her, before leaving. "We'll be right back, 'kay?"
She didn't wait for an answer and hurried out the bathroom with the other girls, leaving Alice standing completely wet and naked in the fine porcelain tub.
With shaky hands, she slowly began to wipe away any remnants of water with the thin white towel.
She couldn't believe what she had just gone through. How could these girls live like this? Why are they still here?
"If I were them..." she muttered to herself as a few tears dropped to the warm water below her, "I would try to get myself out of here as soon as possible-"
The door swung open and a gasp escaped her lips when she saw that it wasn't any of the maids returning for her. Instead, a very handsome man stood there, his large hand gripping the knob as his striking emerald eyes ogled the young beauty before him.
"I'm dreadfully sorry, ma'am..." he said, his deep voice sincere. "I thought this was the guest room..."
Alice stayed quiet and held the thin white towel to her small naked body. She could feel her bruised cheeks burning uncontrollably as his gorgeous green eyes surveyed her.
The nameless stranger was utterly in awe at the sight of this enchantress, and he took a step forward, his hand letting go of the doorknob. He stopped in his tracks when he noticed her flinch at his movement.
"I'm not goin' to hurt ya, darlin'." he told her softly, carefully reaching a hand out to her as he took another step forward. "I just wanna..."
Alice stared at the large white hand extending out to touch her bare shoulder, and a new set of fear washed over her as she thought about what had happened earlier.
A soft whimper surpassed her full pouty lips when his hand came in contact with her cheek.
The man's eyes narrowed as his thick fingers lightly stroked the bluish bruise. In the back of his mind, he knew something terrible had happened to her.
"What happened there, darlin'?" he asked her, his eloquent drawl making her shudder as she opened her eyes.
He felt something warm tug inside his chest just as her large brown eyes looked up at him. Those have gotta be the most beautifulest eyes he had ever seen; They were gleaming with such innocence, almost close to a child's.
He caressed her cheek once more, earning him another mewl of a whimper. That adorable little sound caused a light stir beneath his black trousers, and he scolded himself for reacting in such a way. His momma raised him to be a gentleman not a beast.
"What's your name, darlin'?" he asked her sweetly, his other hand stroking the back of her neck. He reveled at how fragile this young beauty felt under his touch.
A light pink blush colored the bluish bruises on her delicate cheeks, traveling down to the tops of her lush breasts.
"Alice." she answered, her voice soft and timid as her long dark lashes fanned across her tinged cheeks.
Alice wanted to be scared of him, especially after the horrible event with the other man. This man, however, was not bringing her any harm. As she gazed into his bright green eyes, she could feel a heavenly warmth fluttering in the pit of her stomach.
"Such a perfect name for such a lovely woman." he told her, flashing her a dazzling lopsided smile that practically made her go weak in the knees.
The man was simply captivated by her and had the sudden desire to taste her rosebud lips. The hand behind her neck, slid up to stroke the other side of her face as he began to lower his down to hers.
Her eyes widened when his lips almost reached hers until...
"Lord Whitlock!"
The handsome young man tore his eyes away from Alice to the shocked maid by the bathroom door.
"I must've given ya the wrong directions." Sally said, running a hand through her black curls as she eyed both Alice and the Whitlock fellow with either shock or fascination. "Come with me. I'll show ya to your room."
Lord Whitlock turned back to look at Alice and gave her another dazzling smile.
"I'll be seeing ya later, I guess." he told her, caressing her bruised cheek one last time before following Sally into the halls.
All Alice could do now was stare at the closed door, her heart racing as her mind tried to register what had just happened.
Sorry this took long. The next chapter will be okay :/