Chapter 6 Trapped In His Hell (3)

• Karl nuzzled my neck, inhaling my fragrance while his warm breath that gave me an odd sensation touched my skin.
• He paid little to no attention to the fact that I was hurt.
• I temporarily shut my eyes to ease my tense nerves and reopened them again.
• I attempted to stand up, but Karl tightened his hold on me, preventing me from moving a muscle.
• "Don't get worked up," he advised me as he continued to cram his head into the back of my neck.
• I pushed him away from me once more, which caused him to let out an angry sigh before releasing my hold on him.
• I got off his lap and moved away from him as he reached out for the tray on the table.
• I couldn’t stop furrowing my brows as he once more began consuming the contents on the tray with great haste even though he gave the impression of being unsatisfied.
• When he handed me a glass of water, I regarded him skeptically as he approached me.
• How could he have gone from looking so calm just a moment ago to looking so agitated in such a short amount of time?
• "What on earth is this?”
• “Contraceptives!” He calmly responded to my question.
• I expressed my doubt by raising my eyebrows.
• "What?"
• Karl wore a sly grin on his face. "Because I do not want children, particularly from you," he responded.
• I was quaking in my boots. "What do you mean?! I mean… Since you don't want children with me, please don't bother me anymore. Why don’t keep your hands off of me. It's very simple; all you have to do is go to the person you want to have kids with. Why did you choose to wed me?! Are you trying to drive me crazy?” I let out my questions in a rush, fighting the hurt that enveloped me.
• In all honesty, I didn’t want to hear his response because I was well aware that it would multiply my pain by a factor of ten, and as I anticipated, Karl nodded his head.
• "You're right, I married you in order to torment you!" he said.
• After hearing his response, however, I couldn't help but laugh at myself. How foolish I have been to believe my life was perfect.
• "Really! That means you don't love me.” I bit my lower lip to stop it from quivering. “Have you ever loved me, Karl?" I asked him in a broken tone, full of pain and disillusionment, but his only response was to yell at me like a rabid dog.
• "Enough, I'm tired of your words! Enough talking, prepare yourself to cheer me up, do you understand?! Now swallow the damn pill so that my anger does not return; if it does, I cannot guarantee what I will do to you.”
• I lowered my head and gave him a broken smile. He had succeeded; I was broken.
• I took the pill that he offered me along with the glass of water and promptly chowed down on both of them. After that, I gave him a furious look while bracing myself for the worst possible outcome.
• Instinctively, I put my hand on my private area in an attempt to cover it, but Karl held my hands away from my femininity so that he could look at my private parts without feeling awkward.
• In addition to my overwhelming shame, I was boiling over with anger, and I had the distinct impression that I was about to blow.
• Karl yanked me towards him and pinned me to his broad chest while his hand crept towards my bra. This time, he not only opened the hooks but also removed my breasts from the cup.
• I was left naked for his evil eyes to feast on my body.
• I was able to make out the lustful expressions on his face, and I made an effort to entice him, but it was to no avail.
• His hands slowly crept to the sensitive areas on my body, and the first one he reached was my breasts. He hunched over and have one of my nipples a slow lick which forced a low moan from my mouth.
• Oh, the cheek! It was hard for me to believe that he could still have such an impact on me. My mind was flooded with conflicting emotions as I struggled to resist the overwhelming desire that surged through me. It was a constant battle between my body's response and my need to assert control over the situation.
• Another moan—a louder one this time escaped my mouth when his teeth grazed my nipple and pulled on it and my legs went wobbling in pleasure.
• Oh lord… this was bad!
• I started to writhe and struggle as I attempted to free myself from his grasp and get away from him, but all of a sudden, Karl lifted me feet off the ground and carried me in his arms towards the red bed in the room. He placed me on the bed without much force and then stood beside me as he examined my body with unhidden lust.
• My heart raced with fear and desperation as I pleaded for him to let me go, my voice trembling. The intensity of his gaze sent shivers down my spine, making me feel vulnerable and trapped in his presence.
• Before finally turning away to retrieve something from the hanger, he stared at me for an extended period of time and with a great deal of intensity, as though he was trying to suppress his impulses. It was as if he was teetering on the edge of a forbidden desire, contemplating his next move with a mix of hesitation and anticipation as the atmosphere grew increasingly tense.
• Then he came back to stand over me again with a rope and a number of other scandalous items that he had hanging there.
• Obviously, I made a mad dash for the door in an effort to save my life, but it was a foolish attempt because the door was locked.
• I had no way out of this hellish situation. The devil had me cornered.