Chapter 39 Buried Scars
Chapter 39 Buried Scars
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Hailey gave a bitter smile. “Oh, he had ways of handling those minor issues. Before anal sex, he’d make me take this laxative–Polyethylene Glycol–Electrolyte Powder. About fifteen minutes after taking it, you’d have intense bowel movements, and ten minutes later, only clear water would come out. It cleaned the colon thoroughly and made everything soft and relaxed. After using it for a while, that area basically became my second sex organ.”
She grabbed my hand and gently licked my fingers before placing it between her legs.
I felt one of my fingers press into a soft, gently pulsing hole. I pushed a little deeper, and her anus opened up and sucked my finger in.
It was soft–like a mouth, constantly contracting and sucking around my finger.
Hailey let out a low moan, clearly feeling some pleasure from my touch.
left me a bit confused. Could that really feel good?
Hailey explained, “It didn’t feel good at first… The first time, he made me get on all fours like a dog. I had to raise my freshly cleaned ass so it’d be easier for him. He was rough–brutal. I hated it. I wanted to stop, but he got furious. He slapped me so hard I didn’t dare resist. I just laid there with my face buried in the pillow, hands supporting my pregnant belly so it wouldn’t get shaken up too badly.”
I gently moved my finger in and out. Her body was so soft, and her muscles had completely relaxed.
Leaning against my shoulder, Hailey whispered, “Anal sex gives men a sense of domination–and it feels good, too. So he kept doing it, more and more often. When it’s that frequent, the muscles loosen, and the shape even changes. If someone’s never done it before, the opening looks like a little ‘o‘. But after a lot of it, it starts to look more like an ‘I“”
I asked, “But you didn’t enjoy it, right?”
Blushing, Hailey replied, “Once my body relaxed, it wasn’t painful anymore… and I
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guess there was some pleasure. For women, the pleasure comes from internal stimulation during anal sex–and that feeling of being conquered. Honestly, I don’t even know how it happened. We were supposed to be equal partners, but I ended up licking his dick every day, presenting myself like some obedient bitch, letting him humiliate me however he wanted… I felt like I was being forced, but I still… climaxed from it. I can’t even explain it.”
I thought for a moment. It kind of made sense.
“Your husband had a few odd kinks,” I said, “but I think he did love you.”
Hailey shook her head. “Mr. Leon, you’re giving him way too much credit. As my belly grew, I tried to avoid sex to protect the baby. He got angry, slapped me twice, and stormed off. That night, I heard strange sounds from the living room, so I went to check. I found him on top of the new maid, having sex with her.”
Her voice was filled with sadness. “They saw me–but they weren’t scared. They smiled at me like they’d won. I lunged at them, tried to tear them apart. My husband hit me hard, tied me up, and forced me to watch them finish. When they were done, he brought the maid over to me… and made me lick her clean.”
I stared at her. “But… you two were married. Didn’t he love you? Why would he do that?”
Hailey said quietly, “Not everyone’s as kind as you, Mr. Leon. My husband–he craved power. He wanted to be on top. He wanted me on my knees, begging for scraps. If you were cruel and dominating, every woman here would become your slave. The power imbalance would mean you could have any of us, and we’d have no choice but to submit.”
I chuckled. “Hailey, are you trying to seduce me? Don’t worry—I’m not interested in ruling over anyone.”
Hailey sighed. “Too bad my husband didn’t feel the same…”
“In the days that followed,” she continued, “he made things official with the maid. They had sex right in front of me. They humiliated me–made me lick their bodies, then had loud, wild sex as I watched. Afterward, they’d force me to clean up their mess with my tongue. And if I resisted, they punished me…”
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She held out her left hand and placed it in mine.
I gently stroked her soft palm. Her whole body trembled with fear.
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That’s when I noticed–Hailey’s index, middle, and ring fingers on her left hand had no fingernails.
Without the nails, her fingers felt like soft sausages.
Tears streamed down her face as she said, “I didn’t obey. I tried to hold on. So he stepped on my hand–and the maid pulled out my nails with pliers. After that, they made me masturbate in front of them while they filmed it on their phones… calling me a filthy, worthless slut.”
I let out a long sigh and held her tight, kissing her forehead to comfort her wounded heart.
Hailey wiped her tears and whispered in my ear, “Even though I’ve been through hell… I’ve also become the perfect toy for men. Mr. Leon… you want to have sex now, don’t you?”
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Sara Lili is a daring romance writer who turns icy landscapes into scenes of fiery passion. She loves crafting hot love stories while embracing the chill of Iceland’s breathtaking cold.
