Chapter 7

Ava’s POV Later in the evening, after sweating and working my ass off as a slave — well, I was nothing more than a slave. As he stated, my soul and body belonged to him. “Just be my sex slave obediently, and you’ll never feel the agony you did before,” he said, clutching my shoulder. I could feel his heated breath on my neck as he inhaled and exhaled deeply into my neckline. He started smooching my neck and chiseling my ass in his hands until I couldn’t take it anymore. Why should I give in to a monster like him? Why should he get to decide whether or not I should do something? He harassed and fucked me in front of his friends. He made me work all night, and now that I was about to lay my head down, he was back to fuck my anus again? “Mr. Drake… Master, I’m drained. Can I at least get some rest for today?” I begged, my voice weak. “What do you mean rest when your master is damn horny and a mere slave like you wants to rest?” he mocked, smooching my neckline. “But, master, I’m exhausted