I had just woken up, he was still half asleep, he had his arms around my waist, I faced the opposite way, I don’t even want to look at him. He started nibbling my neck, occasionally licking it. God, he hasn’t even got up and he wants to fuck me. I tried to pull away, but his grip was to strong. He let his hands wander down the front of my body. “Would you just leave me alone?! I don’t wanna fuck you, you stupid whore!” He grabbed a bunch of my hair and pulled me back. I yelped. “You’re the whore, didn’t you decide to come back, you obviously love what I’m doing so much you’d rather be here than have freedom!” I tried to hold my tears back, but I lost the fight, I cried. “Don’t you dare cry in front of me, you have no reason to be crying!” I just cried even more. “Didn’t I teach you not to cry, no? Well I’ll have to do that now, haven’t I? Oh no, not again, the rules, the only thing I hated about the old Ken. And I know this lesson is going to hurt a lot more… The Kaiser picked up his whip, whipped me a few times, I thought the worst was over, but he picked up a bottle of liquid, and slowly poured it onto my cuts. I screamed. He poured it on more, I screamed again, this continued for a few minutes, then he left the room, I was left shacking on the floor. End notes-Short, I know, but as you know, I’m lazy, and my dinners in a few minutes, I have to go.