Its Too Late To Forgive

Chapter 11: 11. THE PERFORMANCE

He wanted to see if Miss Evans he remembered has seriously changed so utterly.

"Yes sir, as long as it's not drinking, I will do anything sir."

"Very well then !!"

A hard glint flashed on Henry's face. He snapped his fingers, a tall body builder type man came out of the dark corner. In compete black attire, he respectfully bowed and greeted Henry.

He asked him to go on the stage and wait for his further order. Henry then turned towards Bella and said in a mocking way...

" Get up, go kiss him and perform a sexual act for us to enjoy."

Everyone present in booth was shocked by this request of Henry. Firstly because he has never been so hard on anyone before and secondly it was Bella infront.

Both, Kevin and Carson, remembered very well that whenever they used to tease Henry by saying that one of them will take Bella away as he never treated nor loved her well, Henry always replied with threats, that no one can lay a finger on her as she is only and only his woman.

Henry's perfect gold tinted face gradually spread into a smile like a beautiful yet ominous red spider lily. His thin and elegant lips moved, saying,

"Go on...."

Bella's gaze followed his slender finger and froze when she saw that there was a bodyguard standing in between the stage. She knew this man, he was Martin Li, one of their childhood friends.

Martin's parents were employee in Jackson family villa.

"What? you can't do it?"

She heard his intrigued laugh, "Either be a drunker or a hooker"

Bella was frozen all over as if someone has poured an ice cooled water all over her. She raised her eyes and gazed at the man on the couch..

What did he say??

He wanted her to perform like a hooker, huh? ...

Like always.....

"Happy birthday to you... Happy birthday to you... Happy birthday dear Bella... Happy birthday to you...."

"What happened Bella? Isn't today your birthday? We are all your friends here in prison... Your only family.. Don't you like us.. We take so much of efforts in taking care of you daily.."

"Anyways... You see this cake is sent by Mr. Jackson especially for you. Isn't he generous?

It's been a year since you are here and see he is spending your birthday so beautifully...."

"Come on... Cut the cake..."

"Cut the cake"

"Cut the cake "

jail mates started saying in one rhythm. Bella was scared. Henry Jackson will give her birthday party... not possible. But yes she knew that some

Bella's hand hard and pressed it on the cake. She took a piece and put

Bella's mouth with the cake. Her mouth was hurting and she was spitting

and the leader got irritated. They stripped her and started stuffing the cake in her vagina and her asshole. Bella was in more pain and humiliation. But no one cared. They covered her nipples and

so hot and dizzy all of a sudden,

you have been so creative in planning and plotting for Miss Cindy. Mr. Jackson prepared a grand gift for your 19th birthday"...

calmly

speaks to Bella who was chained to the bed. Bella was feeling

with thick red curtains, Bella couldn't understand if its morning or night. The bed on which

"Why am I here?"

my

my

had so many questions to ask. Warden laughed and replied.. "You turned naughty ninteen today. Last

did you do last year my lil girl? " she

said he didn't give you any adulting gift last year when you turned 18 , so this

"enjoy....."

warden laughed with her guts out. Bella sensed something weird. She turned and looked

help, "Nooo... no... mam.. please don't do

was crying and begging

oh dear dear dear... don't be

not a virgin anyways,

" plus the cake you and your body had was especially aphrodisiac flavoured , you soon

complain about you... all of you.. leave me....

Smash!!!!

was a blood stream flowing from corner of her left lip. This was followed by series of hard punches and kicks on her stomach. Bella started spitting blood from the mouth.

"Disgusting... Hey you.."

one

up and make her face

Bella again who was

pleased then I will reward you and

Bella in a threatening manner. Bella

scream, moan, groan and love every fucking second of what they are doing. You will beg them to go

calm posture while giving

her body ripples in fear, hate and self- loathing. How many times now has she felt like this? How many times has she been defeated while another piece of her crumbled and died?

will beg them

for her groping and stroking allover her body in a

effects of aphrodisiacs. Her

and tomorrow there will be others. Another part of her will shrivel up and

a sadistic smile on

everything was over. Warden pointed on camera mam to stop the shooting now. She waved a signal

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