Chapter 46 BDSM
THIRD POV
It was dark and quiet before George arrived home. He met with the cook outside with a worried look.
"What's wrong?" He asked her.
"She is inside." The cook replied.
George nodded then walked past her.
He could hear some mumbling sounds. He was not surprised to know why he was hearing such sounds.
He turned the lights on and saw a lady laying on the bed with her hands cuffed to the two sides of the bed. Her eyes were closed with a blindfold which kept her sight dark.
Her mouth was gagged with a tape which made her screams to be heard as mumbling sounds. Her legs were tied to the bed poles with her pussy widely opened. She couldn't do anything in this position but to keep shaking and mumbling.
She heard a sound and knew that someone had come in.
"Mmm… mmmmm…." She kept struggling with herself as George just watched her.
She looked so weak as her struggle was feeble. He wondered for how long she had been in that position.
He looked at his right side and saw some other tools such as spanking chairs, clitoris clamps and other tools.
He began to undress himself as he flung his clothes on the floor. He pushed the box of tools away which meant that he didn't want to use them. He wanted to keep this fast and quick.
"Remain still, it'll be quick and not painful." The lady heard him say to her. She mumbled some unknown words which George knew were words of pleas, begging him to let her go but he didn't want to hear them.
He knew that each time he does things like this, after they plead with him, they will insult him and rain curses and abuses on him. Whenever he was angry, he always had rough and aggressive sex with ladies who fell victim to such situations and sometimes, he didn't even tip them.
He removed his boxers and stroked his dick when his phone rang. This was what he hated the most! Whenever he was in a serious business, he didn't want any disturbance. He ignored the buzzing of his phone and climbed into the bed when he heard some noises at the door.
Before he could make out what was happening outside there or whose voices those were, the door swung open and Stella hurtled inside.
"What…" She was shocked to see what was happening here. She just stood at the door, frozen in shock with the cook, behind her.
George was also surprised to see her as well as shocked to see her in such a situation. He got out of the bed and put on his clothes.
"What a surprise." He finally found his to speak.
Stella looked at him up and down then fixed her gaze to the woman on the bed. She walked up to her and removed the tape from her mouth.
"Save me please…." The woman cried.
Stella started to search for the key to the handcuffs.
"Stop! Get out of here please!" The cook tried to stop Stella when she slapped her across the face.
"Enough!" George yelled at her and held her hand when she was about to give her another slap.
"How dare you! Are you out of your mind? How dare you! Can you slap your own mother?" He screamed at her as his eyes turned red with anger.
"Mother? My mother will never do such a thing! She is such a shameful mother to any child! How can she be in support of your nuisance behavior?" Stella yelled back at George.
"That's enough now! Get out of here!" He yelled at her.
Stella just stood there rooted to the ground and tears filled her eyes.
She saw the keys on the cupboard and went to get it. She was trying to unlock the cuffs when the cook pulled her away in an attempt to stop her when Stella pushed her away and she fell at the bedside.
George pulled Stella by her right hand and slapped her on the cheek so hard which sent her flying to the ground.
"Get out of here or I'll have you locked up behind bars!" He yelled at her again.
Stella couldn't feel her legs as I welled up in her eyes. She couldn't believe what just happened now as she wasn't even thinking straight or clearly.
The slap confused her memory and blurred her vision.
George pulled her up and dragged her out of the room, down the stairs and pushed her outside the house.
She remained there crying on the floor and after three minutes, she heard a loud sound like someone was shot.
Her eyes opened wide as she looked up at the rooms in the house which are upstairs. She then remembered when she took the key from the drawer, it was half opened and she saw a gun inside. She then thought it was for the guards as a security weapon for protection.
She was now confused and scared as she wondered if what she heard was a gunshot. She ran to the door to knock on it when she heard footsteps coming towards her. She ran to hide behind the flowers and saw two guards walking into the house.
After what seemed like five minutes, they came out again with a big green bag which looked heavy from how they carried it. They took it to the car parking lot and put it in the back of the trunk. Stella kept following them stealthily as she watched them drive out.