Chains of Lust {Part 5}

Yoshiki walked over to another table with various contents on it. He picked up a cane. My eyes widened in fear. He was going to cane me like my father used to do. 1

“I believe you know what to do.” He firmly grasped the cane. The cane was thin and light. “After all, you father has done this to you more than once.”2

I shook my head no. He didn’t have the right to do this to me and I wasn’t going to let him do so. 3

“Pardon me? I must have blood in my ears because you just disobeyed me. Now discard your clothes and bend over the table!” He yelled.4

I shook my head no. “No.”5

“No? Did you just say no?” He boomed, his loud voice startling me.6

“Yes. You don’t have the right to do this. You’re not my father so you can’t do this to me.” I protested. He came closer to me with the cane still in his hands. I just stood there before him, flinching as if he was about to strike me.7

“You think you’re so smart, don’t you? Standing up to the king, saying no to me, and not listening? You’re not the first person to do so but you’re the first to hit me. No one has had the courage to do it.” He replied, standing strong. 8

I didn’t say anything else to him. All I did was stare at him with little confidence and fear in my eyes. His ice blue eyes were full of anger and lust still. I knew this wasn’t over yet. With Yoshiki, nothing ever ended unless he was satisfied. 9

“And you liked it, didn’t you? It gave you power or you felt like it did. When you kissed me, you also liked it. You kissed me back instead of shoving me away. You must love me, don’t you?” His voice harderened. 10

I cleared my throat before speaking. “Love you? How could I love someone who beats and rapes me? That’s not love, Yoshiki.”11

“They were your punishment, not signs of love. I was punishing you. If you don’t want to be punished, you must obey me and everything I say. If you want love, you’ll be giving it when you’re a good girl.” He replied.12

“Why did you want me? Why choose me over the other girls?” I asked him.13

“Because you’re special.” He answered. 14

“Why am I special?” I asked.15

“Because your father gave you to me. He signed you over to me.” He stated.16

“What?” I was bewildered.17

“He gave you to me and made me your legal guardian.” He said.18

“No, I don’t believe you. He wouldn’t do something like that!” I exclaimed.19

“But he did. I’m your daddy now. Now do as I say and bend over the table.” He pointed to the empty table near me.20

“And I said no.” I protested.21

Anger washed over him. “Fine then. You’ll starve until I say so. Go back to the room. You are to stay there until tomorrow.” 22

Without saying a word, I bit my lower lip, turned around, and walked out of the room with relief washed over me. I had finally stood up to him and got out of my punishment. But I gained another one that sound severe. Who knows for how long I could be starved. I was about to find out.23

The night came slow as I sat around the bedroom and did nothing. I mostly looked out the window and saw how beautiful the outside world was. My town was beautiful as well as the king’s property. Near town was a field of flowers. My friends and I used to go there and run around the field and gather flowers to bring back home.24

But now all I stared at was what was on the king’s huge property. It looked lovely but I missed my home. If I looked past everything, I could see my town. I was so homesick. I couldn’t accept this castle as my new home anymore. 25

Yoshiki stormed through the door with a frightening presence. He was wearing another open shirt. I was wearing a black, silky nightgown that was short and tight. My long hair was put down and rested past my shoulders. Our eyes met the instant he entered the room. I nearly trembled in fear. He almost looked offended at my reaction to him. It was his fault I feared him. 26

“It is time,” He began. I became confused and raised an eyebrow at him. I didn’t say a word to him in case it set him off. 27

“You’re father is here. He has come to finish signing the papers.” He stated. 28

“What am I supposed to do?” I asked. 29

“Come with me and see him one last time.” He answered. 30

“I do not wish to see him. He has harmed me so many times when I did not deserve it. I only wish to see my mother.” I replied. 31

“Before he is killed at the guillotine in one hour, he requests to see you one last time.” He said. He held out his hand. I hesitated before nodding and taking his hand. He helped me up and together, we out of the room and down the stairs. 32

We entered the parlor and that’s when I saw my father sitting down. He was still handsome and charming with his looks, golden curly hair, and with his flawless skin. He was young, only thirty-five years old. I only imagined what he did to be beheaded by the king. All this made sense now. Knowing he was going to be killed, he gave me to the king. 33

When he saw him, his face lit it. “Christine, you look lovely!” 34

“Hi Daddy” I said happily. He got up and wrapped his arms around me. I hugged him back. 35

“I finished signing the papers. You’re in Yoshiki’s hands now. Now you be good for him, young lady. And I know that I haven’t been the best father to you but I’m sorry. I love you baby.” He sounded like he was going to cry. 36

“I love you too Daddy.” I almost cried. 37

In the town center, an hour later, I stood dressed up next to the king. I held onto his hand and he held mine. Everyone in town had come to the town center to watch my father be killed at the guillotine. I saw my mother who was crying. Our eyes locked. I cried too. 38

I watched in horror as my father had his head cut off. I squeezed Yoshiki’s hand tight and buried myself into his chest and cried. Even though my father abused me, I still loved him. 39

I soon looked up at the king, now understanding that I was his now and nothing would change that fact. Forever would I be his and no one else’s. 40