Chapter 52 Chapter 52

Chapter 52 Chapter 52
Inside, the parlor was Large with a bed and a pole in a far corner where scar was chained to. Ken carried me over to the bed which was opposite the pole and placed me on the bed gently.

"I want to show you how to please a woman." he said walking over to scar. His face contorted in a disdainful smug smile.

I now noticed that his complexion had gotten lighter and he was now far much taller than he used to be at 16, but he was still not as tall as scar.

Why then was he still stuck up on having me?

This wasn't happening I thought, as my heart beat increased. I closed my eyes and opened it again, but Ken was still here and I was on a bed that wasn't mine.

"You have been awfully quiet this morning or is it afternoon." Ken laughed hysterically. "Oh common don't look at me like that_ sorry if I lose track of time, that's what happens when I'm around my Queen." He stopped laughing when he noticed that scar didn't say anything.

"You're Still not going to say anything are you? Oh well we will see if you remain dumb through it all because I don't plan on torturing you physically if that's what you think. I bet you're immune to any physical or psychological torture. Let me try emotional then let us see if you shall remain speechless."

When Ken finished speaking, he faced me.

I tried to stand on the bed but he held me down on a kneeling position. My body moved, but my mind was shut down.

"My Queen." he said holding my hands.

"Fuck you!" I spat

"I won't disappoint you in that love, I live to pleasure you any how you want it and anywhere." He smirked.

"Go fuck yourself!" I shouted. It was now I started to feel the full impact of everything that had happened. The dpo's betrayal, the kidnap, everything. It all hit me like a bomb.

My heart threatened to burst out from my chest as tears gathered in my eyes.

"Don't you ever wonder what I did to you that night. You never asked. I would have if I were you." He said caressing my hands.

I slapped him and tried to get off the bed, but he held me tight, restraining my hands behind me. "Don't fight me Mira otherwise you will turn me on and I'll be inside you in no minute. Where's the fun in that."

I swallowed.

"See that_" he pointed to his hardened dick. "I am already turned on and it is all because of you." He pressed me to his chest and kissed me furiously.

I could barely breath, his lips devoured mine stopping any intake of breath.  I didn't fight him because I knew he had the upper hand. He had the strength he had the men and most importantly he had scar.

Ken's hands were all over me in an instant. He was touching every bit of my skin, my back, my arms, my waist.

I whimpered as he sucked on my neck, moaning into my skin.

It did not bother me so much what he was doing to me. He had done this to me before I presumed, so I didn't shiver at the thought as much as I shivered at the thought of him killing or harming Scar.

What worried me was that Scar was here and he was saying nothing. Ken knew what he was doing. He was a psychopath, and he was never going to let me be.

I expected Scar to shout or scream or beg, anything to show his hatred for the scene that was currently playing before him. A scene where I was being touched by another man, by hands which weren't his.

Does it mean that he never cared about me? That he doesn't love me and he couldn't care less if another man used me for his pleasure while he watched? I thought, closing my eyes to all the horror, fear and pain I felt.

Tears fell down my eyes but it wasn't because Ken was kissing me but because Scar didn't care that he was.

I sniffed and Ken must have noticed that I was crying now because he immediately backed away.

He held my shoulders and looked at me squarely, "Oh baby please don't cry." He purred, wiping the tears of my chin with his thumb. "We only just begun."

"Just stop." I begged. My lips were shaking so bad as I was eager to stop any tear from falling down my eyes again.

I couldn't afford to look weak.

"Now back to my question." Ken smiled, ignoring my plea. He let me go and moved back a few inches, his eyes never leaving my body.

I cleaned my lips and my cheeks refusing to look at scar. I felt dizzy but I didn't cry again not even a single tear fell from my eyes.

I won't be weak not anymore.

If Scar didn't care then I won't too.

"Don't you want to know what I did to you that night?" Ken asked, his lips were gradually upturning to a smug smile. 

I dared to look at his eyes and what I saw scared me.

"Please stop. You've done enough." I whimpered.

"No I won't, not until you beg for me. Not until you scream my name!" He yelled, closing the distance between us.

"I would never to that!" I screamed, locking eyes with him.

We continued our stare down contest for a while until Ken broke eye contact with me.

I felt a bit triumphant.

He smirked and turned to scar. "She is brave isn't she?" he asked, laughing.

I finally braced it up and looked at scar but I saw nothing in his eyes. There was no emotion, just nothing. His eyes and demeanor gave out nothing at all. He really didn't care! He doesn't Mira, accept it! I said to myself as I drowned in despair.

Ken turned to me, chickling a bit. "He's still so quiet. While we wait for him to speak why don't I tell you all I did to you that night."