The Villianess story: A 100 ways to kill your husband-Chapter 305: It wasn’t worth it

The clanking sounds of the metal echoed in the dark. The sharp sound woke Abrielle from a long slumber. She has cried herself to sleep. She was truly pathetic now and she has no one to blame.

Abrielle slowly opened her eyes, her stomach twisting in pain. She glanced at the dim lights of the lantern. They were back. "Seems like someone had a long night." The dancer sneered and then tossed her a piece of clothing that hung on Abrielle’s head

It was barely a dress made from rough fibre the princess was sure would leave bruises on her skin. "Change up immediately, bloody hell, here stinks. Don’t tell me you puked the floor." The dancer gritted her teeth, her face twisting in disgust.

Abrielle leaned forward to pick the dress, it was getting suffocating to stay in this dress she was wearing in the first place. She was sure the corsets had left some damage already it’s been two days.

She stared at the dress her mind was slowly slipping due to the ache in her stomach. She was truly a slave, now she thought maybe living a few days in good condition was better than long years as a slave. She indeed had the luck of a slave.

The dancer used a rod to hit the bar, the sharp sound blasting Abrielle’s ears. "What are you waiting for change immediately?" She demanded. Abrielle’s eyes shot out as her head snapped at the dancer who stood by a guard. She expected Abrielle to strip in front of a man, in front of strangers.

"Now?" The princess could barely ask her mouth felt heavy as the pain in her abdomen kept on tormenting her.

"Yes, now. Do you need a special invitation? Strip up I need to know what I am working with." The dancer impatiently sneered at Abrielle. Jealousy was in her eyes, it was disgusting how Abrielle was still stunning despite being in this dump for two days now.

"I can’t change in front of him and I can’t get out of these clothes myself," Abrielle argued. A soft chuckle left the dancer’s lips

"A slave who still has Shame. It seems like you haven’t realized your situation. You might have been a noble lady, but that is over, dear. This is a little compared to what might happen. Being seen naked by men is nothing." An evil grin slowly crept up her face. Abrielle crawled backwards, this could not be happening to her.

"But..." The princess still had a lot to argue. The dancer rolled her eyes. "I didn’t ask for your opinion. Jake help the princess get undressed." She instructed the guard who was more than elated to carry out the other.

"It will be more than a pleasure, Penny," he chimed, then pushed the bar open. Abrielle scrambled, to a corner, her eyes darting around. There was no escape; she was in the middle of nowhere on a ship heading to where only God was nowhere. This could not be happening to her.

"Please don’t, I can manage on my own. I am begging you." She pleaded curled up in a corner. "Stop being dramatic it isn’t like he is going to rape you. No one is going that far yet with don’t want a valued good to be contaminated, " the dancer,, whose name was Penn,y, chirped in, her eyes sparkling with mischief. She was enjoying this ƒree𝑤ebnσvel.com

Her goal was to break Abrielle’s spirit. They could not afford to have a stubborn slave. "Come on, make this easier for the both of us." Jake laughed.

It was over; never had she felt dirtier than when his fingers touched her. He ripped her dress off, they didn’t seem to care about the expensive clothing. Her jewellery was already taken days ago.

"Please stop, I am begging you." She pleaded tears rolling down her eyes

"Come on, Jake make this fast. If she doesn’t shut up, then show her a glimpse of what it is like to be defiled. No one would know either way, and her husband has a reputation, so we can claim she already had the bruises." Penny gave the instructions enjoying how Abrielle begged and pleaded.

"You heard her. We might have some fun." Jake was loving his job. It wasn’t every day a man like him got to have sex with a fairy princess. One that has been pampered from birth. Abrielle guts twisted. Jake approached. She used all her strength to scratch him in the face; at this point, she didn’t care about survival.

Jake screamed anger booming in his heart. He could not wait to crush her under his weight her fragile slender body would pay for the pain she caused him

Abrielle shouldn’t have made him more angry.

Jake was a large, blurry man; Abrielle fought even though she knew it was useless. Her resistance was met with his fist. She was knocked on the floor blood trickling down her nose. She felt him pin her against the floor as he ripped off her clothes like it was nothing

She cried helplessly while Penny enjoyed the show. As Jake ripped her clothes he hit her simultaneously. Eventually, she was left completely bare in front of him. Covered in bruises, it didn’t make her look less seductive to Jake who seemed to have a fetish.

"This would be quick," he grins, losing the strings on his trousers. Abrielle could not move a muscle to fight. Maybe she should burn this ship, and they should all drown, she thought, but Zoltana and Sabrina were also somewhere on this ship.

"Please stop," she begged her face still against the floor. Jake pulled down his trousers, and his member sprang out; he was a large man, so his size was considered big, although not as big as what Cedric tormented the princess with, but that wasn’t the point.

She hugged her bosom, struggling to sit up. Was this going to be it? Jake licked his lips. He was enjoying the view,, especially her butt. Abrielle saw the member he was rubbing, ready to defy her. This was the freedom she fought for it seems being trapped wasn’t so bad.