Hella was overly exhausted. Beleth had shown her no mercy in and out of the bedroom. Her mouth felt dry like the Sahara Desert. She reached for the glass of cold water that was just out of her reach. She couldn't get her body completely off of the bed.
She was chained to the headboard. Her left wrist was chafing from it. She had been here for weeks as his play thing. She had hoped he would grow bored with her, but every day he seemed to find more and more sadistic ways to punish her. The last one she had been shocked when the bedroom door had opened and it was Abigor, his older brother.
He wore his demon face this time.
"Abigor, Darling, please! I've done nothing wrong! Please tell your brother to let me go!"
Abigor licked his lips at the vulnerable sight of her. He was lusting after her. Her eyes went to the other figure who entered into the room. It was Beleth. His gaze was cold and hard. Hella was confused at first, but then she knew Beleth wanted her broken and humiliated.
