Chapter 678 What On Earth Happened
“Hmph!” Yara shrieked, lowering her gaze as she tried to hint at Martin to take off the tape on her mouth.
“Why? Do you have something to say?” Martin pressed his coarse fingers brutally against her cheeks.
Yara recoiled at his touch.
Now that she was unclad, Martin’s touch felt particularly disgusting to her, but since he refused to peel off the tape, there was no way Yara could speak to him, so she could only watch the brutish man have his way with her.
I must stop him! I must tell him I’m not Natalie!
“Hmm… mmm!”
Yara kept nodding her head, hoping this would mean something to Martin.
The latter ran his fingers on her face, rubbing the edges of the tape. Just as she thought he was about to take it off, he withdrew his hand, much to her horror.
“Mmm!”
What does he think he’s doing?
Can’t you see I’m not Natalie? You idiot!
Yara’s defiance only further stimulated Martin. He took up the camera again, teasing, “I know you’re a sly fox, Natalie. I won’t let you get away a second time. You’re all mine tonight, so you should stop thinking about getting away from me. There’s still more to come. This is just foreplay.”
Yara’s body flinched when she heard Martin calling her Natalie again.
What is going on?
Why is he calling me Natalie?
Don’t tell me he mistook me for her. What is going to happen to me? Is he going to do to me everything he planned on doing to Natalie tonight?
No!
Yara jerked back, mustering every morsel of strength in her to break free, but the chains on her limbs were cuffed securely on the bed poles.
Clang!
The metal chains clattered as she moved violently, but there was no way a frail woman like her could undo them. The flesh on her wrists became red after constant friction, but her efforts were in vain. The fetters were still fastened tightly, locking her body to the bed.
“Hmm!”
Yara was starting to lose it.
Ever since Natalie rendered Martin impotent, he had not been able to gratify his sexual desires. This made him even more perverted and horny. He had long made plans to vent his pent-up hatred and frustration on Natalie tonight.
Back when he confided in her regarding his reprisal plan, Yara was smug, but now that these ploys were used on her, Yara could not even bring herself to imagine what would happen to her.
The earlier confidence and arrogance she displayed were nowhere to be seen at that moment. Terror seized her as she imagined the worst.
A crooked smile broke out on Martin’s face as he thought of wreaking sweet revenge on Natalie. “Stop struggling, woman. No one will hear you. The walls are all soundproofed here. You need to reserve some strength for what’s to come next. Don’t tire yourself out.”
Tears streamed down Yara’s cheeks as the gravity of the moment sank in.
There was nothing she could do to free herself.
All she could do now was swear at him and get back at him when everything was over. She told herself she would hold Martin accountable for all he did to her.
Doubt coupled her wrath toward that man as Yara awaited her inevitable fate.
She could not help but wonder what made him take her for Natalie, but what happened next did not allow her the luxury of pondering the answer to her question.
Martin put down the camera and took up the whip beside him, and a long and arduous night commenced for Yara.
She was so agonized that red veins bulged in her eyes; yet, she could only accept Martin’s barbaric acts helplessly like a puppet at his maneuver.
