21:20 '' Thompson's Mansion '' Bedroom '' New York '' USA.
Elisabeth.
I wake up with affection in my hair, I don't have the courage to open my eyes and see the boss's face without his permission, but I also don't know who the person with me is.
“I know you're awake, honey. '' I am startled when I hear Mr. Alex's voice. “Open your eyes, I won't hurt you.
I take a deep breath and open my eyes, meeting a beautiful pair of dark green eyes.
Wow! He really is a very handsome man. I mean, they're all beautiful, but Alex is charming.
'' How are you? '' He asks as he sits on the bed, returning to caress my cheek. I can not speak. Why? Simple, he is very handsome and I am quite mesmerized. “Elisa?” I blink a few times, coming out of the trance.
'' Ahn?
He lets out a laugh, and holy hell, it's so beautiful to hear.
'' I asked you how are you.
“I'm fine now… I mean…
Loud laugh. Mercy, what a fucking beautiful laugh!
“It's okay, don't be nervous, honey. He gets up from the bed and continues to stare at me. '' Did Lorenzo get hard on you?
My God, does that mean they all know what goes on between them?
“Yes, he did. I widen my eyes, quite startled by this. “You're easy to read, honey. He laughs lightly and leans down, kissing my forehead tenderly. '' Now rest, you're still very tired.
Am I so done? I mean, my vagina isn't burning like it was yesterday, my butt still hurts a little, but not as much.
“Don't make that pretty little face, my angel. He runs his thumb across my cheek. “Tomorrow we're all going out and we want you to come with us.
'' With you? And where are we going? I ask, lifting myself up a little and letting out a sigh.
'' We're going to take care of some things and we want you to go, so get some more sleep. Alex storms out of the room, leaving me totally confused by this.
How come they want to go out with me? What am I to them? Am I still employed in this house?
I snort and look at the clock on the desk, seeing that it's nine''thirty at night. Did I sleep that much? I still feel pretty tired, in fact, and my body still aches a little, so I lie back on the bed and pull the sheet up to my face, feeling a little chilly. It must be because I'm naked.
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10:20 '' Thompson's Mansion '' Bedroom '' New York '' USA.
And, once again, I'm woken up with a caress on my face. Ah, this is so good, so comforting. Who is it this time?
“We know you're awake, honey, you can open your eyes. "I hear the voice of Mr. Dylan.
"Sure, sir?" Can I really open my eyes? '' I ask, with trepidation, why is the most important rule: never look my bosses in the eye and now everyone is telling me to look? I am scared.
“Yes, you can, Lisa. ’ Mr. Christopher’s voice makes my skin crawl a little.
I still hadn't seen his face.
Exhaling slowly, I open my eyes at the same pace and find the five men around me, gazing at me.
Holy shit, they really are too hot, they even look like Greek gods.
Fit Mr. Christopher and I gape. He is a spectacle. He appears to be the tallest of the brothers and has a broad, well''defined body. Tanned skin like the other four, he has a big beard too and his eyes are black or very dark brown, I'm not sure.
“Be careful not to drool, honey. '' Lorenzo says, in a joke tone.
'' What? Of course not, sir.
The five give small sideways smiles.
'' Can you walk? '' Mr. Christopher questions.
I swallow hard.
"I''I think so, sir."
I hold the sheet tightly against my body and manage to sit on the bed, my body doesn't hurt as much as it did yesterday, only my butt still hurts. I put my feet on the floor and soon my skin crawls against the icy temperature of the floor.
“Brother, you did indeed break up our girl. Christopher says, not taking his eyes off me.
Lorenzo smiles briefly.
'' Forgive me, Elisabeth, but you have such a delicious, tight pussy that I couldn't hold back. '' His speech is so calm and natural that I am very embarrassed.
“Oh honey, don't be ashamed of us. '' Mr. Alex interferes, coming over to me. "Go get ready so we can go out together." He brushes a strand of hair from my face.
“Y''Yes, sir. He gives me a smile, and it really moves me.
Do they all have to be this pretty? My God.
“We'll be in the living room waiting for you. says Dylan, in a very calm way.
Calm. He nearly ripped the skin off my ass.
Everyone leaves the room, leaving me alone. Resigned, I get out of Mr. Lorenzo and I walk slowly to his closet, grabbing a shirt and putting it on before I walk out of here and up to my room, which is also upstairs.
I always wonder why. Why do the other servants sleep downstairs while only I have a room up here?
Shaking off my thoughts, I walk towards my closet.
"What clothes do I have to wear?" I ask myself and take a deep breath. I think a dress might be a good choice and I ended up picking a long red one with long sleeves to the wrist, it has a V at the front neckline and a belt in the same color that complements the look. "I think this one might be good."
I choose black heels and leave everything separately on the bed.
I go to the bathroom and take a long shower, wash my hair and let the warm water fall on me. I really needed a bath like this. I wash my breasts, armpits, my stomach, vagina, anus… later, I take the shampoo and rub it in my hair, finishing with the conditioner. Oh, this is so good! Taking a shower is something wonderful, if I could, I would never get out of the shower again.
I finish the shower and carefully step out of the shower, immediately starting to dry myself to get dressed soon. I leave the wet towel on the bed, grab the black panties and get dressed slowly so the cloth doesn't scrape the bruised area of my ass, I grab the bra from the same set and cover my breasts. Soon I start putting on the dress and after I'm ready, I dry my hair.
I have to be quick, they might not like my delay and punish me. I don't want that to happen.
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I look in the mirror, checking the result. I really look beautiful, but will they like it? Isn't it a bit vulgar?
Sighing, I grab my purse and leave my room, walking quietly down the hallway of the huge mansion and down the steps carefully, I don't want to have an accident here, I'm a very clumsy person.
“Wow, you look beautiful, my dear. '' Speak Mr. Alex as soon as he sees me.
“On that I have to agree with you, brother. '' Mr. Christopher looks me up and down, scrutinizing me all over, making me very nervous and embarrassed.
I hold my breath as he doesn't take his eyes off me.
“Isn't that cleavage showing too much? '' Mr. Dylan inquires, looking at Lorenzo.
“I think so too, but we're already late. If it weren't for that, I would send you an exchange. '' Answer, looking me from head to toe.
'' Sorry sir. '' I bite my cheeks, distressed. "But where are we going?"
They look at each other and then give small smiles that I don't really like.
“We're going to an auction, where they're going to auction off some new girls for their owners. Those who stay behind will go to a house of prostitution. '' Christopher answers calmly.
My God! How can they do this to these women? Now I'm too scared to go.
'' Let's go dear. A little warning: never leave our side. Lorenzo's tone is serious.
'' Yes sir.
And off we go to this horrible place.
God help me.