Chapter 3! As said in the previous chapter, this one will be dark. I think you can already guess why given the name of it. Nonetheless, I do not own HOA nor do I condone anything done to Nina by Jerome. This is simply just fiction.
This chapter will include things such as physical abuse, verbal abuse, and graphic sexual content. You have been warned.
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Nina's P.O.V
I've heard lots of chatter and laughter from upstairs for the past few hours… I'm dreading for the moment it ends. My master's words to me keep repeating in my head over and over.
"Stupid, Stupid girl"
"The moment they leave, there will be consequences"
"You've been a bad girl"
My thoughts are cut off by the very sound I was dreading. "Well, it was a pleasure Jerome, truly" I heard Fabian's voice say from upstairs muffled sounding. My heart sank.
"Please. The pleasure is all mine. I love spending time with you and Joy, catching up, we must do something sometime. Possibly visit the new aquarium that was just opened a few blocks away?" said Jerome, I heard Fabian's girlfriend squeal. "I'd love to, Fabes that sounds like so much fun! Just text me to make official plans, Jerome!" I heard her say happily.
Please don't go just yet. Please don't go.
"I'll be in touch with you both. Safe drive!" said the muffled voice of Jerome from upstairs, right afterwards I heard the sound of a door shutting upstairs.
Fuck. It feels as if my heart is beating out of it's chest. Before I know it, I hear another door open and shut. Closer though, perhaps the sound of the basement door.
No. No No No No No.
Then, I heard the ever so familiar sound of the number-pad being used. I curled up into a ball again, my ankle was feeling a bit better after being off of it for so long. It feels like I could walk on it if I tried, but I'd have a slight limp maybe. Suddenly, the door to my bedroom swings open before Jerome enters the room, slamming it shut behind him. I cower backwards, hiding myself under one of the tables again the wall. I saw nothing but anger on his face and in his eyes.
"Ohhhh no. Not that easy, you little bitch" He sneered, right before grabbing the remote to my collar out of his pocket and turning it up to 55, sending a shock to it, holding down the "shock" button for 5 whole seconds, causing me to let out a loud, raspy groan until the shocking stopped.
"Out. Now whore." He demanded. I shakily crawl out from under the table, kneeling once I'm out, looking up at him.
"Take off your top and your shorts… all of your clothing…now" He ordered again, voice sounding slightly calmer with an undertone of anger. I knew better than to disobey him after this many years.
"Yes master" I say quietly, reaching for the bottom of my top and lifting it over my head, setting it down beside me. My breasts on full display, I see him let out a smirk. I continue stripping, taking off my tight black shorts, my underwear being pulled down with them. I set my bottoms on the floor with my shirt. My entire body was at his disposal. I saw him looking at my body up and down, "Good…" he trailed. He walked over to one of the trunks in my bedroom, it's where he kept his toys and things… for me. He unlocked it with his key, and he started rummaging through it. I saw the few things he set on the ground next to the trunk.
A whip.
A ballgag.
Handcuffs.
Rope.
A vibrator.
My heart began racing more and more with each object until he shut the trunk and locked it again. "Up. And bend over the table you were hiding under." He instructed; I did as I was told. I got up on my feet, lightly wincing at my ankle, and made my way to the table bending over it. He came up behind me and gave my ass a good slap before groping it, I lightly jumped when he did as much. He roughly grabbed my hands and handcuffed them behind me, I tried to make it as easy for him as possible.
Be a good girl
Good girls get rewarded
His conditioning playing in my head over and over. I could hear him undressing himself, the sound of his clothes hitting the floor. Was he going to… start off by fucking me? I slowly began to turn my head to see what was going on but was abruptly stopped by Jerome grabbing my hair tightly and tilting my head back.
"I'm going to start off by whipping you, after each time you are to count, and then thank me properly after each one. If you fail to follow my very simple instructions, we start over. Is that understood whore?" He growled at me, "Yes Master" I responded. He let go of my hair.
Almost as if he was trying to scare me, he waited a long few seconds before the first strike. After those few seconds the whip cracked down onto my ass and lower back, which was still sensitive from earlier. I flinched and let out a loud whimper, "One, thank you master" I said with little to no emotion, trying to prepare myself for the next blow.
Wha-kush
"Two, thank you master"
Wha-kush
"Three, thank you master"
Wha-kush
"F-Four…" I stutter out followed by a whimper, I was starting to feel terrible stinging even after the lashes. "Thank you master"
Wha-kush
"Five" I responded with tears filling my eyes that I quickly try to blink away, "Thank you master"
I heard a pleased, sadistic chuckle from behind me. "Good girl."
Good Girl
I was back in his good graces, slightly at least. Either way, my obedience pleased him. That's all I wanted to do. I never wanted to upset him.
I thought he was getting less angry with me… that was until he began whispering in my ear.
"So…" he began, "How long have you wanted to fuck him, hm?" Confused, I ask "What are you talking about master?" "None other than my best friend, too… man I know you're a whore but have some LOYALTY you useless fucking girl" He says, getting louder with each word, following it up by throwing me on the ground and slapping me across the face. My wrists are still handcuffed behind my back. I'm helpless.
"B-best friend…" I start, holding back tears, "I never did anything with Fabian, I don't want to, please Master" I beg.
"Stop. LYING TO ME SLAVE." He screams while slapping me again, leaving a bright red mark on my left cheek this time.
"You were touching him. I saw you. Pathetic. Acting like a poor, helpless girl huh? I ought to throw you down the basement stairs myself…" he says before slapping me again, "That'll show him a real helpless girl, huh?" Slapping me again.
"Please master… I'm sorry" I respond with tears falling down my red, stinging cheeks.
"You're not sorry… you fucking will be though…" He says with a sort of darkness in his voice.
He crouches down in front of me, I avoid eye contact with him out of shame. Mistake.
He reaches his hands out and pinches my nipples roughly, twisting them.
"Repeat after me, can you do that?" he says to me calmly while continuing to have the hold on my nipples, I nod my head 'yes' rapidly.
"I'm a worthless whore, I'll never amount to anything else"
"I'm a worthless whore, I'll never amount to anything else"
"I was a useless slut who lived in poverty before being taken in, because of my master I live a life with food every day, a very nice roof over my head, and a master who cares for me"
"I was a useless slut who lived in poverty before being taken in, because of my master I live a life with food every day, a very nice roof over my head, and a master who cares for me"
He lets go of my nipples and slaps my breasts. "Open" he says calmly, signaling for me to open my mouth. When I do, he plunges his index and middle finger inside of my mouth; "Suck." I immediately start sucking on his fingers while looking up at him, noticing his cock starting to get hard while he lightly strokes it with his free hand. "Look at you, good little bitch" he said to me, flashing me a smile. "I love you, you know I do…" he started off, "I have to punish you when you're bad, though. There are rules for a reason. I own you."
I lightly nod my head while continue sucking on his fingers, softly moaning against them.
He caresses my face with his other hand, gently. Eventually taking his fingers out of my mouth.
"I love you Master" I say to him softly.
I know, it's conflicting… why love someone who treats me so horribly?
It's all I've known for 4 whole years and then some. My life wasn't exactly great before being sold. My parents passed away in a car accident when I was young, and the only family member I had to live with was my Gran, who had moved to the UK. She was extremely poor, and very abusive verbally and kind of physically sometimes because of it.
Master smiles at my words.
"Back to bending over the table, slave…"
"Yes Master" I respond before slowly getting myself up, with the help of my master. He helps lead me over to the table, bending me over it again, my wrists writhing behind my back.
I feel him rub his now rock-hard cock against my pussy, letting out a deep, soft moan in response.
"You like that, don't you slave?"
All I can do is nod my head in response. He slowly rams into me, thrusting in and out at a slower pace at first. I let out soft moans and whimpers after every thrust, moaning even louder in a raspier tone once I feel you pick up the pace while clenching my teeth together. Jerome grabs my hair, pulling my head up.
"Who do you belong to?" Jerome growls in my ear
"You, Master. Only you" I moan out while he continues using my pussy, fucking me at a faster pace.
After every thrust you can hear the table being pushed onto the wall it's against. His free hand is gripping my waist, pulling me onto him each time he thrusts into me. Leaving nail marks in the process it feels like.
While feeling complete and utter pleasure from my master using me, I then feel a large shock coming from my collar causing me to grunt loudly.
"Can't have you feeling too good, can we?" My master chuckles, "You were still a bad girl earlier, you don't deserve to finish like this…"
Before I know it, he pulls himself out of me. I feel… frustrated. Like I'm about to burst. My legs are beginning to tremble, something my master chuckles at when he notices.
He helps me sit down on the ground, more towards the corner of the room. Grabbing the ballgag, he motions for me to open my mouth again and I obide.
I bite down onto the ballgag while he clips it behind my head. After he gags me, he caresses my face again while looking down to me. In this moment, I almost feel good enough. I almost felt… beautiful. Something I haven't felt in a very, long time.
It was short lived though, when Jerome took that moment and slapped me again. I let out a muffled whimper.
"Now… listen to me… you are going to stay here, exactly how I leave you" he says while he grabs hold of the rope and the vibrator, beginning to tie it to my clitoris. "It'll be for… quite a while. I'm not coming down for longer than usual, which means you also won't be getting any food during that time…" He looks me up and down before turning the vibrator onto 'high', causing me to let out an involuntary moan through my gag. "Maybe it's for the best… I feel as if I've fed you a little too much, fucking pig." He gets up and starts to walk towards the door to my room, opening it before looking back at my pathetic state.
"Oh, and slave? Maybe next time you'll think twice before breaking any basic rules. I'll be back, slut" He says to me, anger and disappointment evident in his voice.
I lie here, a bound, gagged, moaning mess. The sound of loud buzzing the only thing to keep me company.
I have one thought in my head over and over.
I deserve this.