Finally, he spoke, “Don’t worry, sweet girl. I’ll be gone soon and I won’t hurt you. I was only curious. Perhaps, when your real master allows it, I can better explore my curiosity.” I tried to focus on the fact he’d said he wouldn’t hurt me and sighed with relief, willing myself to calm and let the tears dry away.
“Caleb is very…enamored of you,” he said and laughed low. It seemed a private joke I was not privy to. “Do you love him?” he asked casually.
I didn’t respond. I was too tired, shocked, and scared to answer.
“I could always reconnect the machine,” he said.
“No!” I shouted before I could stop myself.
“I thought you might say that,” he said.
“I don’t know,” I whispered.
“Explain.”
“I’ve never been in love before. I wouldn’t know.”
Felipe guffawed, “Everyone knows, my dear. You know. Do you love him or not?”
I didn’t know what to say. I didn’t know enough about Felipe to guess whether or not he meant me or Caleb any harm. Aside from Celia, I was never alone with anyone but Caleb.
“Do you love, Celia?” I asked instead.
Felipe sighed, “Clever, girl. Answer a question with a question and you can never say the wrong thing. Regardless, I have my answer. It’s a pity he doesn’t know it.”
“He does,” I whispered.
Felipe laughed loudly, “One would think! Do you know how I met Celia?”
I shook my head.
“She is the daughter of my former rival. Many years ago, when I decided to make my name, I went up against her father and won. As a trophy…I took Celia.” His voice turned soft. “She hated me for many years and I was not always so kind to her. Now…not a moment goes by I do not wish I could take back wasted time. I spoil her.”
“By letting her clean your house and be your slave?” I said, incredulous.
“I see why Caleb is so drawn to you. You’re the type of woman who begs to be bridled and yet refuses to yield. Such women are the nectar of life,” he said. “Believe me, Celia is quite happy. I give her everything she needs and more than she desires.”
I kept my mouth shut and let Felipe have it his way.
“Will you allow Caleb to sell you?” he asked.
“I don’t have a choice,” I whispered.
“To live as a slave or to die by one’s own terms is always a choice, sweet girl,” he whispered. “Perhaps you should remind your current master.”
“Why do you say, my current master?”
“Didn’t Caleb tell you? Rafiq arrives tomorrow. I suspect you’ll both be leaving us very soon. It’s a pity though, I begrudgingly admit I’ve enjoyed having you both around. Caleb is an interesting man, a bit…drastic, but interesting nonetheless.”
I felt as though someone had punched me in the stomach and knocked the air out of my lungs. Rafiq was coming for me and Caleb wasn’t going to stop him. It was over. I’d lost.
“Let me go,” I whimpered. “Please, help me.”
Felipe sighed, “I’m afraid it isn’t possible, sweet girl. Rafiq…well, let me just say, he does not take kindly to betrayal.”
As I tried to process what he was telling me, I heard his steps and cringed when he set the wet gag back into place and secured it firmly. I panicked when the coldness of the cables ran up along my body. I didn’t want the clamps back on my nipples. I struggled with all my might. My torso was relatively free, so it was with some difficulty he held me down with his weight to replace the clamps.
“No!” I screamed in frustration, but there was only his soft laughter in response.
“I’m sorry sweet girl, but I can’t have your master find you in a different position. It’s rude.”
I whined pitifully. I had finally come down from my heightened arousal, my clit ached, and my nipples too – but I had been glad to feel somewhat normal again. I wasn’t sure I could handle more torture.
“I’ll give you a gift before I go,” said Felipe.
I shook my head passionately, but it didn’t stop him from placing his hand between my legs and caressing me. My body stilled, and against my wishes, he stoked the flame of my desire, in no time making it burn hotly once more. Soon, I pressed myself toward him, looking for the release I needed so desperately. And finally, he sent me over the edge. He rubbed me harder and faster, and I screamed as my orgasm ripped me apart. I wanted more. As starved as I was, the powerful orgasm did little to ebb my passion. It was with deep dread, I realized he was replacing the clamp taken from my clit. I begged for him not to do it.
Within moments of him leaving, my torture began anew.
***
It was a very long time before the door opened again and this time, I wasn’t going to simply be content with physical release. Unless of course, physical release included punching Caleb in the stomach and then raping him into oblivion.