My Sweet Second Marriage (Eudora and Amos)

Her head hurts...

Eudora George groaned. Her head felt it was splitting.

She tried to lift her hand to touch her wounded head, only to find out that she was tied up. She couldn't move at all.

Eudora's heart started beating wildly as she glanced around her surroundings.

She was tied up on a bed. The room was very dark and she could vaguely see that there were iron chains and whips around her. Eudora recalled the last moment before she passed out. Felix Meyer and Kesha George!

Eudora clenched her teeth. "How could they treat me like this?"

Her thoughts were interrupted by the sound of the door being pushed open from the other side. The room lit up dimly with a click.

Franco Horace stepped into the room. Eudora winced at the sight of the man's disgusting and perverted face.

"Hey beautiful, I bet you didn't expect that at all, did you? Alas, you've come back to me."

Eudora's entire body trembled. "Where am I?"

"Welcome to my playground!" Franco walked in slowly, taking off his clothes as he walked. "Don't worry, nobody will disturb us today."

Eudora was horrified. "What are you doing?"

"Well, I'm feeling a little adventurous!" He picked up a whip from the shelf and inched closer to Eudora.

Eudora tried struggling to no avail at Franco's approaching figure. Her hands and feet were bound and she couldn't move. She could only use the strength of her body to move back as fast as she could. "Sweetheart, don't be afraid. I promise I'll be gentle!" Franco snickered, the three scars on his face became more prominent under the dim lights. He grabbed Eudora's foot and forcefully pulled her towards him Franco began to tear Eudora's clothes away. But because her hands and feet were tied up, he struggled to remove the clothes from her body.

Eudora's entire body trembled. Taking advantage of the time when Franco was distracted, she kicked his groin.

Franco felt the pain and immediately covered his crotch with his hands as if that would quickly ease the pain. S~ᴇaʀᴄh the FɪndNøvel.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

"B*tch, you're already mine, why are you still so stubborn! I ought to teach you a lesson!"

Franco grabbed that whip next to the bed and lashed it ruthlessly at her. Eudora couldn't dodge the attacks and every whip felt like daggers cutting through her body.

She was whipped everywhere. Her face, her legs, her back, her entire body. Eudora could feel her energy draining as she persevered through each hit. After seemed like the longest time, Franco finally stopped and threw the whip aside. He panted and struggled to catch his breath.

"Let's play something even more fun!"

Franco lifted himself onto the bed.

Eudora had nowhere else to move to and was forced to the edge of the bed. She watched Franco lift up his foot and step on her hands.

Franco is a big fat man weighing at least one hundred kilograms. With one foot on Eudora's leg, he slowly placed his other foot on her arm. Eudora groaned in pain.

Franco's eyes lit up, her cries somehow unlocking an inner desire in him. "That's it. Make that sound again."

Eudora didn't expect that her painful groans would fuel Franco's perverse mind. She clenched her teeth tightly and shook her head at Franco, unwilling to give in to his wishes. Franco's face darkened and he stomped even harder. "B*tch, did you hear what I said?"

No matter what, Eudora refused to give in.

Her stubbornness angered Franco. He positioned himself above Eudora's body and dropped his whole weight on her.

He clenched his teeth and glared at Eudora. "B*tch, since you don't know how to cherish your blessings, then I'm not going to be so nice to you anymore!"