Chapter 60: 60
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#diary of a bitch
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"We meet again, fierce tiger." He said and carried like a sack over his shoulder and walked a short distance before dumping me into the back seat of his car.
"I told you I had other ways of getting things done if you wouldn't comply right?" I could imagine the smug expression on this bastard's face, I felt like slapping him but I barely had the strength to stand upright.
"What.....do....you want from me?" I felt like I would pass out very soon.
"I want you humiliated, I got a thorough beaten just because I touched you, I want to see what that bastard brother of mine would do when he sees a video of you fucking his brother all over the internet. " He got into the drivers seat and started the engine.
"Please...... don't......don't do this..... to..... me." There was no helping the tears that streamed down my cheeks, how can I be so unlucky in my life?, just when things are about to get better, I'll be facing another trauma?
"Awwwww love, I'm not the type of person that leaves a score unsettled. You should be used to the limelight already, you're a pornstar right?"
He noticed my whimpering and frowned.
"I'm.....not.... not a.... pornstar." It was a miracle I was still conscious, for a person that was fond of passing out at any slightest provocation.
"Really?, well that's none of my business. I have to do what I have to do." He parked his car and opened the door. He sprinkled alcohol all over my dress and carried me like a bride towards the tall building.
In less than 10 minutes, we were in what seemed like a presidential suite of a hotel. He dumped me on the bed and went towards a door. Soon after the sound of running water filtered into my ears. He was taking a bath.
With all the will to survive left in me, I crawled out of the bed and made for the door. No I won't be able to go far before he catches up with me, there should be a telephone in the room right?. I turned back towards the bed and felt around for the telephone. The only number I knew offhand was mine, and since this is a presidential suite you should be able to make a phone call using the telephone right?. I dialled my number but it didn't go through, I saw the intercom call code for the hotel but I couldn't make out the figures.
I tried 1, 11 and 0 but it still didn't go through. Then I this 00 and it went through, it was ringing.
"Come....on." I prayed inwardly.
"Hello, this is the emergency unit of Beth hotels and suites, what is your emergency?" A female voice brought a smile of hope to my face.
"H...Help." My voice was almost inaudible.
"Sorry I didn't get what you said?, can you please come again?" My frustration knew no bounds, I was losing consciousness already.
"Help...m–me." I called hoarsely
"Sor–" The receiver was suddenly snatched from me.
"Sorry for bothering, my girlfriend is a little bit drunk and I was out for a while...noted dear, thank you." Kelly said into the receiver before dropping the receiver and yanking me up to my feet with my hair.
"You bitch, did you think you can escape the almighty Kelly?, ama fuck you this night and you're going to be a good girl and moan for daddy." I couldn't withstand the pain he was inflicting by pulling my hair that hard. But thankfully that same pain kept me conscious.
"Please..." I tried to plead with him once again even if I knew it was hopeless, my left cheek stung almost immediately. Tears blurred my vision.
"Please what?, why didn't you beg your bastard husband to leave me alone?, I am only exacting revenge for that so clean up that pretty face and come to daddy." The tears didn't stop, it was like opening the floodgates of my tears and that probably infuriated him more as another slap landed on my face.
"Don't ruin this for me cry baby, there's a video recording taking place.....fucking stop crying!...*more tears*....well, I wanted to go easy on you before, but you left me no choice."
He moved closer and tore the arm of my gown, but the door was kicked open almost at the same time. Maybe in fright or in shock, I lost consciousness that moment.
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#diary of a bitch
*******
"We meet again, fierce tiger." He said and carried like a sack over his shoulder and walked a short distance before dumping me into the back seat of his car.
"I told you I had other ways of getting things done if you wouldn't comply right?" I could imagine the smug expression on this bastard's face, I felt like slapping him but I barely had the strength to stand upright.
"What.....do....you want from me?" I felt like I would pass out very soon.
"I want you humiliated, I got a thorough beaten just because I touched you, I want to see what that bastard brother of mine would do when he sees a video of you fucking his brother all over the internet. " He got into the drivers seat and started the engine.
"Please...... don't......don't do this..... to..... me." There was no helping the tears that streamed down my cheeks, how can I be so unlucky in my life?, just when things are about to get better, I'll be facing another trauma?
"Awwwww love, I'm not the type of person that leaves a score unsettled. You should be used to the limelight already, you're a pornstar right?"
He noticed my whimpering and frowned.
"I'm.....not.... not a.... pornstar." It was a miracle I was still conscious, for a person that was fond of passing out at any slightest provocation.
"Really?, well that's none of my business. I have to do what I have to do." He parked his car and opened the door. He sprinkled alcohol all over my dress and carried me like a bride towards the tall building.
In less than 10 minutes, we were in what seemed like a presidential suite of a hotel. He dumped me on the bed and went towards a door. Soon after the sound of running water filtered into my ears. He was taking a bath.
With all the will to survive left in me, I crawled out of the bed and made for the door. No I won't be able to go far before he catches up with me, there should be a telephone in the room right?. I turned back towards the bed and felt around for the telephone. The only number I knew offhand was mine, and since this is a presidential suite you should be able to make a phone call using the telephone right?. I dialled my number but it didn't go through, I saw the intercom call code for the hotel but I couldn't make out the figures.
I tried 1, 11 and 0 but it still didn't go through. Then I this 00 and it went through, it was ringing.
"Come....on." I prayed inwardly.
"Hello, this is the emergency unit of Beth hotels and suites, what is your emergency?" A female voice brought a smile of hope to my face.
"H...Help." My voice was almost inaudible.
"Sorry I didn't get what you said?, can you please come again?" My frustration knew no bounds, I was losing consciousness already.
"Help...m–me." I called hoarsely
"Sor–" The receiver was suddenly snatched from me.
"Sorry for bothering, my girlfriend is a little bit drunk and I was out for a while...noted dear, thank you." Kelly said into the receiver before dropping the receiver and yanking me up to my feet with my hair.
"You bitch, did you think you can escape the almighty Kelly?, ama fuck you this night and you're going to be a good girl and moan for daddy." I couldn't withstand the pain he was inflicting by pulling my hair that hard. But thankfully that same pain kept me conscious.
"Please..." I tried to plead with him once again even if I knew it was hopeless, my left cheek stung almost immediately. Tears blurred my vision.
"Please what?, why didn't you beg your bastard husband to leave me alone?, I am only exacting revenge for that so clean up that pretty face and come to daddy." The tears didn't stop, it was like opening the floodgates of my tears and that probably infuriated him more as another slap landed on my face.
"Don't ruin this for me cry baby, there's a video recording taking place.....fucking stop crying!...*more tears*....well, I wanted to go easy on you before, but you left me no choice."
He moved closer and tore the arm of my gown, but the door was kicked open almost at the same time. Maybe in fright or in shock, I lost consciousness that moment.
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#diary of a bitch ******* "We meet again, fierce tiger." He said and carried like a sack over his shoulder and walked a short distance before dumping me into the back seat of his car. "I told you I had other ways of getting things done if you wouldn't comply right?" I could imagine the smug expression on this bastard's face, I felt like slapping him but I barely had the strength to stand upright. "What.....do....you want from me?" I felt like I would pass out very soon. "I want you humiliated, I got a thorough beaten just because I touched you, I want to see what that bastard brother of mine would do when he sees a video of you fucking his brother all over the internet. " He got into the drivers seat and started the engine. "Please...... don't......don't do this..... to..... me." There was no helping the tears that streamed down my cheeks, how can I be so unlucky in my life?, just when things are about to get better, I'll be facing another trauma? "Awwwww love, I'm not the type of person that leaves a score unsettled. You should be used to the limelight already, you're a pornstar right?" He noticed my whimpering and frowned. "I'm.....not.... not a.... pornstar." It was a miracle I was still conscious, for a person that was fond of passing out at any slightest provocation. "Really?, well that's none of my business. I have to do what I have to do." He parked his car and opened the door. He sprinkled alcohol all over my dress and carried me like a bride towards the tall building. In less than 10 minutes, we were in what seemed like a presidential suite of a hotel. He dumped me on the bed and went towards a door. Soon after the sound of running water filtered into my ears. He was taking a bath. With all the will to survive left in me, I crawled out of the bed and made for the door. No I won't be able to go far before he catches up with me, there should be a telephone in the room right?. I turned back towards the bed and felt around for the telephone. The only number I knew offhand was mine, and since this is a presidential suite you should be able to make a phone call using the telephone right?. I dialled my number but it didn't go through, I saw the intercom call code for the hotel but I couldn't make out the figures. I tried 1, 11 and 0 but it still didn't go through. Then I this 00 and it went through, it was ringing. "Come....on." I prayed inwardly. "Hello, this is the emergency unit of Beth hotels and suites, what is your emergency?" A female voice brought a smile of hope to my face. "H...Help." My voice was almost inaudible. "Sorry I didn't get what you said?, can you please come again?" My frustration knew no bounds, I was losing consciousness already. "Help...mme." I called hoarsely "Sor" The receiver was suddenly snatched from me. "Sorry for bothering, my girlfriend is a little bit drunk and I was out for a while...noted dear, thank you." Kelly said into the receiver before dropping the receiver and yanking me up to my feet with my hair. "You bitch, did you think you can escape the almighty Kelly?, ama fuck you this night and you're going to be a good girl and moan for daddy." I couldn't withstand the pain he was inflicting by pulling my hair that hard. But thankfully that same pain kept me conscious. "Please..." I tried to plead with him once again even if I knew it was hopeless, my left cheek stung almost immediately. Tears blurred my vision. "Please what?, why didn't you beg your bastard husband to leave me alone?, I am only exacting revenge for that so clean up that pretty face and come to daddy." The tears didn't stop, it was like opening the floodgates of my tears and that probably infuriated him more as another slap landed on my face. "Don't ruin this for me cry baby, there's a video recording taking place.....fucking stop crying!...*more tears*....well, I wanted to go easy on you before, but you left me no choice." He moved closer and tore the arm of my gown, but the door was kicked open almost at the same time. Maybe in fright or in shock, I lost consciousness that moment. ********
