Miss CEO Is Pregnant For Her Secretary

Mandy

“I don’t need his kindness,” I turned my face away from the spoon that was directed to my mouth. Truth be told, I thought maybe he had poisoned it or something and he wanted me to have it forcefully.

“I don’t want the food,” I glared at the already timid girl who seemed more scared than myself.

“Please!! Just eat the food,” her voice broke, and her hands shook as she brought the spoon close to my mouth. She had tears streaming down her eyes, as she looked at me with those pleading eyes begging me to take the food from her.

“Did he do something to you?” I asked her instead but she squeezed her lips and shook her head disapproving of that thought.

“He’s watching,” she said instead and I looked around the room, trying to search for any camera but everything looked pretty old here.

“What do you mean,” I asked but she totally disregarded the topic.

“Please eat,” she added instead, gesturing I open up my mouth

“Time’s up kitten,” I heard his voice and he immediately walked into the room, this time in a tux, looking like he had somewhere to be.

“Did she eat,” he walked further to us, and the girl immediately got up, shaking at the sight of him.

“I tried, but” a resounding slap could be heard. I looked at the girl who had already fallen to the floor Wailing, while my eyes bulged out.

“Stop,” I started to weep, crying recalling the night my father hit my mom. The screams, the cry, and how little I was scared watching it all display in front of me from under the stairs.

“Don’t hurt her,” my body shook in fear. He wasn’t drunk, he was fully aware of what he was doing and it sent this tingling sensation behind my neck, fear. I was completely terrified.

“You don’t want me to punish her for your mistake,” he yelled and my head hurt more from his screams.

“I’ll eat,” I said in a low tone.

“Fantastic,” he said, and immediately my lips quivered.

He grabbed the food and fork from her and moved his hands in my direction. I looked at him blankly and I could swear I heard him grunt at me. Immediately I opened my mouth and took the food. I shut my eyes tightly as I started to chew, while tears brimmed from my eyes, as I swallowed it in one gulp raising my head up, and praying nothing happens to me.

“Tastes great, Right?” He said in a void and I nodded my head. While my body was stiff as I took the second, third, and fourth until I ate almost half of it.

“Prepare a bath for her,” he dropped the plate on the tray and gazed at me while I turned my face away.

He stood up from the bed and walked over to me, and started to loosen the ropes around my hands and leg. He made eye contact with me at intervals as he did it. And all I could think about was what he looked like behind that mask he wore.

I rubbed my wrist and groaned at the pain I felt. I looked at the mask it left, and groaned immediately I felt the ropes drop from my legs.

“Her bath is ready,” the girl said as she stared briefly at me before taking the trays away with her.

“Here,” he gave his hands to me to help me on my feet, but I eyed him and instead used the arm of the wooden chair to support myself as I got up on my own.

I started to walk in the direction of the bathroom when the next word that came out of his mouth made me hurt.

“Pardon,” I said to him and turned around…

“Strip,” he repeated and I looked at him with a glare on my face. Has he gone mad? Does he know who he speaks to?

“Are you nuts,” I said and he walked to me, standing an inch away from me.

“Strip Mandy,” he repeated darkly and placed a knife on my neck, and I stumbled backward, scared as to how things took another turn.

“Please don’t do this,” I clasped my head together, totally afraid, as my voice cracked but he didn’t seem fazed by that, and only pressed the neck. This time I felt the sharp cold metal on my neck.

In disgust and fear, I closed my eyes and started to slip from the clothes I wore. My eyes watered, my body shook in fear, as I pulled the clothes slowly wishing that every second I took longer he would have a change of heart and ask me to stop.

The gown slipped down my body, and now I was only clad in my panties and bra. I slowly wrapped my hands around my body. Feeling disgusted at myself, he walked further, closing the gap between the both of us.

He lifted my chin, making me stare at him, and I got sick wondering what disgust thought he had going on in his mind.

“Turn around,” he said, and as I did that, slowly with fear. My ass grazes his dick and I could hear him groan making me curse at my ass for doing that.

I shivered. Immediately I felt his hands on my bare back, he circled his hands around there and my body stiffened. Tears rolled down my cheeks and in my head, I screamed “Don’t do it”.

Then the sound of my undone bra made me jump in fright and he humored a stifle.

“Relax kitten,” he breathed on my neck and my body shuddered immediately, while I tried to hold the tears in.

His hands trailed down to my butt which he took off immediately, only for me to feel him rub his knife trailing down to my butt cheeks and around my ass making me stand there stiffen.

“Leave,” he said when he was satisfied, and immediately I ran to the bathroom, holding my breath and finally releasing it when I got inside and shut the door.

“Oh my God,” I cried and took off my bra, staring at my body when I noticed the whitish stain on my nipples, and Riley crossed my mind making me sob even more …

*

I wrapped myself with a towel and walked out of the bathroom, and immediately tried to turn around immediately. I saw him sitting on the bed with his legs crossed as he played with the knife.

“You kept me waiting, kitten,” he said to me and looked at me in a way that made me thought that he had fucked me with his eyes.

“Please have some privacy. I’d like to dress,” I said to him in a calm tone.

“Are you ordering me around?” He stood on his feet, and crossed both his hands backwards, tapping the floor briefly.

“Kitten? Are you?” He asked and brought his face closer, and I took a step backward shaking my head in response.

“Good. Wear this,” he pointed at the floral dress neatly folded on the bed, and I nodded my head immediately, while he stared briefly before leaving the room.

“Oh my God,” I held my chest, and immediately rushed to stay on the bed catching the breath I held the entire time.

“What is happening to me? What have I done? What have you done Christian?” I sniffed in and exhaled before grabbing the clothes on the bed, and staring at the floral design in it, sighing…

As if knowing the exact time I was done dressing, he walked into the room and immediately I jumped from the bed and stared at him. He held a rope in his hands and swung it till he stood in front of me.

“This should be your style,” he said eye fucking me, and u just stood there nervous, but not so scared cause he didn’t have the knife in his hands again.

“Hands,” he commands and I bring my hands to him, and he starts to tie my hands with the rope.

“This would be perfect around your neck, strangling you and taking your breath away completely,” the way he gave a perfect explanation to this, made me terrified. I couldn’t tell if he planned to do that or was just scaring me for the fun of it.

I know I wasn’t a weakling. I know I tend to act so tough and strong all the time, in a means to pretend and hopefully, I could fake it. But right now that wasn’t happening. The way he behaved, the way his voice sounded, and how his beautiful blue eyes could turn dark in a jiffy scared me for real and I wondered what his plans were now.

“I’m going to show you around the place and tell you a story, and every time you shed a tear, feel pity or make a face or sound,” he paused and tightened the rope around my already bruised hands as he spat out

I’m going to inflict pain on you however I deem fit ” he lifted his head and stared at me, before pulling me with the rope in his hands, while I yelled in pain and followed.

“Welcome to my abode, kitten,” he turned and smiled, pulling the rope roughly.All content © N/.ôvel/Dr/ama.Org.

“Now where do I start,” he pulled it and caused me to hit his chest when he winked at me, and just turned around, walking to the living room I presumed…