Chapter Twenty; I Won't Hurt You

Warning: Mature Content

A wave of dreadness crashed over Imogen as a guard sat her and tied her to a chair, she could hardly stop herself from fainting or collapsing on the wooden chair she sat on, wondering why she is here again. What could her sin be to be tied up in her master's room, sitting on his chair?

Being in this room alone is torture in itself because every time she found herself here something bad always comes out it, she fears that might happen tonight again.

"Why am I here?" She asked the guard tying her, but he said nothing. Instead, he move away and left with another guard in the room, the door creeps open again and someone entered.

The person said nothing, it was quiet that Imogen could see or hear nothing as she was far from the door but yet she knew the person in the room with her, it was her master. She could smell him, his scent and felt his powerful presence but surprisingly from his breath, she could tell he was angry.

The silence between them stretched, making Imogen more afraid than she was before. Why wouldn't he say something? Why is he so quiet and also angry? She rack her brains for answers, but none she could think of.

The sound of his footsteps coming closer to her makes her more nervous, curiosity and anxiety-filled.

'Why am I here?' She kept asking herself as if he could see her mind, he spoke.

"Why do you think you are here?" He questioned, but that only makes Imogen more scared, of course, she has no idea why she is there, however she could tell that it won't end anywhere good for her.

"If you get the answer right then I will let you go," He said appearing in front of her.

Simon watches her, looking at her beautiful face he wants nothing more than to be on the bed with her, kiss her and spend the rest of the night with her lying naked on his bed, with her head resting on his arms, but that only angered him more.

She dares to deceive him with Edward, how could she? They took him for a fool and lied to him, thinking he won't find out. What makes him more furious was the thought that they might have something going on. He knows Carter told him that Edward was the only one looking for her, but why did Imogen lie to him when she had nothing for him? Was it to protect him, to protect Edward because she cares for him.

Thinking about it makes him want to tear them both apart, but something kept holding him back. He doesn't know what, but every time he thinks about punishing Imogen, he felt the pain in his heart, and that is why he decided to do this instead.

For every one of her sins, he will punish someone else and make her watch, how someone is taking the blame for her actions.

"I don't understand master, why I am here? I did absolutely nothing, I didn't badmouth you or disobey you, I swear that I had been on my best behaviour" She said battling her eyelashes innocently, Simon almost wanted to untie her, looking into her innocent face, but he wave it off.

He kneel in front of her and caressed her face gently, "You really have no idea what you did, or are you just faking it?"

"I swear on my life, I did nothing wrong. I won't lie to you, master" She said and his expression tightened.

"But you did" He snapped and rise to his feet. "And now someone else is going to pay for your sin, you are going to watch while someone else suffers for your crimes" He laughed maniacally while Imogen pondered on what he meant.

A knock came on the door disturbing their conversation, Isabella came in with a smile on her face, but it fades away quickly after seeing Imogen.

She ran over here hearing the lord's request for her, she had just finished her evening bath and was about to rest for the day when Poppy delivered the news. Her happiness knew no limit, at least the lord didn't forget her, which give her heart so much joy. But she thinks otherwise now seeing that b*tch that almost cost her the master favour.

Isabella walked to them and greet her master "You requested for me, master" she smiled at Simon and looked at Imogen scornfully.

"Yes, I did"

"I see, but can I ask why she is here when you asked for me then, especially tied up to a chair," Isabella asked trying not to show her hatred and jealousy for Imogen.

Simon turned to her and smirked "You are going to pleasure me, and she is going to watch us" He answered surprising both Imogen and Isabella.

"But master, I don't think that is necessary that she watches, why don't I come when you are done torturing her?" Isabella suggested but that resulted in making Simon pissed.

He grabbed her by her neck, choking her. "Have I gotten weak to you? How dare you question my authority?"

"You are hurting her, let her go" Imogen yelled and Simon looked at her still choking Isabella.

"Don't you get it, I haven't done anything yet and remember everything that happened in this room is all your fault because you lied to me?" He said and at that moment Imogen finally realized what he meant by someone else is going to pay for her crimes.

Even though she still had no idea, what her crime is. Someone else paying for it and surely tormenting her.

"Please...forgive...me, master" Isabella pleaded, she thought tonight will be good for her but why are her thoughts always different, why must she suffer, because of her.

Simon released and went to pick a rope, and tied Isabella to his bed, giving her no time to rest, Imogen watches with fear as he did this.

"Make it easy for me, that way it won't hurt too much" He whispered to Isabella and removed his leather pants.

Isabella wasn't sure what he meant when he tied her hands to the bed, she was dumbfounded at first but submitted to his words in no time, although Lord Simon's look was perilous this time and different from the man she knew, she will just do as he says.

Simon looked at Imogen with angry eyes, and fixed his gaze back on Isabella "Open your eyes clear as she pays for your crimes"

She watched as he grabbed one of her boobs so hard that sent tinge sensations down her spine, and as if that wasn't enough, he played with her nipples, biting on her pink pointy flesh with a predatory look.

it wasn't pleasurable or enjoyable, Simon continues and squeezed her boobs harder, Isabella moan this time, feeling both pleasure and pain, she couldn't tell what this sex was for, it was as if to torture her, and she could sense it had not even begun yet.

But her heart screams the hatred for Imogen, for she knows the reason her master is this furious is because of her, and she taking the punishment that wasn't meant for her.

She winced in pain, as he turned her over, and raised her dress and slapped her a$$ hard aggressively twice as if that wasn't enough, he spreads her leg apart and thrust in with no warning, it was full with force and could also sense anger as he penetrated further, grabbing her neck while pummeling into her, Isabella's head became heavy, the tight grip on her neck was suffocating her and she could only gasp for help.

Imogen cries seeing the pain Isabella was in, it is all because of her. She caused it, she might not know her sin but she knows this much, her dreadful master won't act without a reason.

Thrusting into her pussy vigorously Simon's stroke became faster and more energetic each time he thought about Edward and Imogen, the thought alone caused him to rage furiously.

"Raise your a$$." His voice was as cold as the snow but yet it came silently with the weight of power, she was tied and helpless, things are not looking good for her, and it seems like it will go on for a couple of hours, Imogen was looking too and it was starting to become unbearable.

"Turn your buttocks to me." He said very huskily and she did as told, he slapped her butt cheeks again which made Isabella scream in pain, the scream got him to do more, he spanked her a few times before deciding to thrust in from the other hole. Isabella knew then... This wasn't the lord she knew, he is a monster.

Isabella screams filled the whole room, it was too excruciating and she couldn't take it anymore. He was thrusting into her forcefully and painfully, and also squeezing her br**st, bringing her so much pain, her body has become weak so weak, that she wanted nothing but for this to stop.

"Please... stop" She groaned lowly, but that drives the beast out of Simon out. He untied the rope, and placed her two hands behind her back, using his other hand to slap her tits, as he penetrated her more.

Imogen shut her eyes tight and closed "Please stop it, you are hurting her" She pleaded with her eyes closed.

"It is all your fault, you made me do this and you must watch," He said thrusting into Isabella more, roughly.

She almost staggered as her legs become weak, but suddenly Simon stopped and pulled out of her. She sighed relieved thinking her session of this torturous S3x has ended but she should have known better.

Simon sat on the bed, and make Isabella kneel in front of him, of his hard c*ck. "Suck on it" He ordered her and she licks the tip as she trembled in fear. Disobeying him will only make things more hard for her, and she has no power to go against him. Who she could blame or vent her hatred and anger on was other than that b*tch tied to the chair, shedding fakes tears.

She takes in Simon's manhood, working her tongue on him. He moaned loudly, absolutely in bliss but it could have been better if Imogen was the one doing this, he looked at her and saw her eyes closed, not watching as he instructed her to. Rage took over him, he holds Isabella's hair roughly and made her deep throat him, letting her cry in pain. Imogen shivered due to her cries but didn't open her eyes.

Simon growls, his eyes were fixed on Imogen when he f*cked Isabella's mouth, making her gaggle with his big c*ck.

"Open your eyes" Simon's husky voice came, but Imogen couldn't obey. She can't watch anymore, her cries, Isabella's tears, and pains torment her more than her first night with their master.

He was almost choking Isabella with his rough mouth fvcking, "Open your eyes, or it will be more worst than this" He grunted, wanting her to watch him as he makes others suffer for her crimes.

Simon removed his c*ck from Isabella's mouth, looking into Isabella's red eyes "Tell her to open her eyes"

Without needing to be told twice "Please open your eyes, do you want him to kill me? I don't want to die like this" Isabella said with hot tears. Hearing that, Imogen opened her eyes and her gaze meet Simon's.

"You disobey me again, I guess I just have to kill to make you suffer more" He threatened and raised Isabella by choking her, he also stood to his feet. Isabella holds Simon's hand, trying to escape from his grip, while Imogen struggle with the chair she was tied to, wanting to free herself and help Isabella.

However, she couldn't do anything. All she could do is watch that monster kill someone innocent for her sin, she hates him. She hates him so much, he is no human but a monster. But she couldn't handle it anymore, if Isabella die because of her, she will go crazy.

"Stop, please... I am sorry, please just stop" She yelled and Simon grinned.

"Why should I?" He looked at her and smiled devilishly, while Isabella gasped for air.

"Just do it to me instead, just punish me instead of her" Imogen shouted and Simon's eyes flashed red, furious. He dropped Isabella, and she coughed out breathing heavily.

He dragged Isabella by her hair out of his room, and went back to Imogen, he kneel in front of her and placed his hand on her soft cheek, Imogen turned her face away, and he hold her jaw making her face him.

"I wouldn't punish you, my little puppy. For your every mistake, I will punish another slave. Ah, I think your friend Aria will be the one I punish next when you misbehave, when it is her turn I won't punish her this, but even worst. I will make her hate you, every slave I punish in your stead will hate you and to them, you will become a monster they must avoid at every cause" He threatened and Imogen looked with nothing but hatred and fear.

"Don't touch Aria, please..."

Simon cupped her cheeks angrily but makes sure he didn't hurt her with it "Then why? Why did you lie to me, you should have thought twice before you did that. I told you, you belong to me so no one else can have you, no one can have you if not me. The earlier you understand that, the better it will be between us, I don't want to hurt you too, so stop making me do things that will hurt you" He said and Imogen nodded in response to his words.

"I will do as you say, I won't disobey you ever again. So don't harm anyone because of me, please" Imogen forced those words out, she can't win this fight that is why she will surrender.

Simon sighed and kissed her forehead. Then remove the rope that bound her to the chair, he carried her up to his bed and laid her down. Her eyes were all red because of her tears, now he feel guilty for making her cry, but she surprised him.

Why does she care so much about others? Aria, now Isabella? He knows if Isabella was in her position then she won't care about what happened to her.

'Why is she so different, what is it about you, Imogen?' He picked up his handkerchief and cleaned her tears.

"It is okay, I won't hurt you no matter what," He said and kissed her swollen eyes.

Imogen looked at him astonished, what is he doing now? Why does he always act sweet one moment then another act like a beast? But now she knows that she can't change her perception of him.

He is a monster that deserves to be killed.