My father owned a rich and powerful man a huge amount of money and since he couldn't pay it back, I was given to him as a price to pay for his debt.

I became his possession, his servant, his sex slave, his puppet, and the most obedient of dogs.

His name was Harry Corner.

He is a man everyone fears. His name itself will make a hundred people bow. He was a ruthless billionaire prince with the worst childhood. He is a sacred idol.

Harry was my pain. My sufferings.
He abused and defiled me in the most horrible and cruel ways.

He brought me pain,
He owned my soul
He owned my body
He owned every piece of my body; to do with it whatever he likes.

Bethel And The Beast.

　　Bethel woke up to a tug on her breast,a hand caressing her body and a body moving against hers. Her eyelid fluttered open immediately and she stared at Harry who's mouth was on her breast, his cock buried into her, the tight walls of her pussy wrapper h tightly.


　　" Good morning, Master" she whispered, her eyes reaching for the gold made wall clock at the far end of the room. It's almost dawn.


　　Harry groaned,his eyes closed in what can be interpreted as bliss. His hands trailer her ribs back to her breast and he began twerking her nipples.


　　She moaned, her body going hot under his ardour. She felt a wetness in between her legs as he caressed and suckled her. His body stiffened and she felt his body ready to take in his full erection.


CHAPTER 30