Thread: Love After a Time of Hate (Closed for Kiari03)

Before anything could transpire between Ester and Klaus, thankfully the Commander walked into the room. It was obvious to her that Klaus was afraid of the Commander and she understood why. At least while he was around, she believed that she was safe from Klaus. She looked around confused as the Commander commented on sending her to her place. She had thought that she would simply leave the room while they enjoyed the dinner she had made. I can't possibly be given a chair in a Nazi Commander's home...what does this mean? She wondered. However, with Klaus's hand clamped around her neck and pushing her down to her knees with little resistance, she soon understood. Kneeling on the small purple pillow she felt her arms being cinched up uncomfortably high above her head. There she sat in silence as she heard the angelic sounds of silverware clanking against plates and the chewing of food. A couple of times Ester's stomach growled in protest, but she tried to silence it before she was noticed by thinking of something repulsive, like that dog, Max. Just when Ester thought that the meal was coming to an end and she would soon be released and permitted to sleep she caught sight of the Commander unzipping his fly and his familiar cock sticking out towards her, begging to be pleased. His words only affirmed what she knew and so she leaned in, softly releasing a sigh against his erection and continued to believe that he was a piece of candy. Rage enveloped her as she heard the sound of Max greedily eating the left overs that his owners were tossing to him as if she weren't even there. Her arms were shaking with anger, but she didn't let it interfere with her work, she had to continue to please the Commander. Before she had realized it she was once again swallowing his load down her throat, this time successfully doing so without losing a drop. She believed that she had done a satisfactory job, however, his actions didn't reflect it, she was to be left alone with Klaus. Her heart began to race as she pulled on her chains, his face a mere inch from hers with a sickening smile. Before she had time to react further she was face down on the dining room table trying to catch the wind that had been forcibly knocked out of her. She felt him around her legs and whimpered in fear as he fastened her painfully down to the table. Please don't...I'm sor- She was cut off by a sharp pull on her hair that made her grit her teeth to prevent screaming. In Ester's face was Klaus's cock and she looked away in disgust. She wasn't going to make doing this easy for him, that much she was certain of. To her surprise however, he didn't need to expend too much energy wedging her mouth open and the rest was as simple as a hip thrust. His hand remained clamped on the outside of her jaw to keep her from biting, no doubt, as he brutally pushed in and out. She had not been given the chance to catch her breath from her rough landing on the table and now she felt that she might never get it back. Panicked tears raced down her face as he thrusted his head back in the ecstasy of fucking her throat. Ester gurgled, gagged, and screamed against him, but nothing seemed to turn him off. Almost a minute and a half later she noticed her vision was becoming blurry, she had not been getting enough oxygen to sustain consciousness. Ester let out a soft whimper as her hands, which had, up until now, been gripping the edges of the table, were loosening their grip. In the vein hope that he would stop, or at least be finished now, Ester looked up to meet the menacing eyes of Klaus. Just stay awake... She repeated this phrase to herself three or four times until he finally came down her throat. She was able to swallow his load, if only just, but the rest of her body was limp as she slipped out of consciousness. Ester's angelic face lay to the side on the table as her breaths seem to come deeply and unevenly. She was beyond the point of exhaustion as she had lost her family, been raped, cooked, cleaned, had not been fed, and had been teased, all within a twenty four hour period. The most merciful thing her body could do for her at this point was to prevent her from waking up as a conversation took place over her head. Ester didn't know how, but somehow she woke up in the bed in the basement. At first, Ester didn't want to open her eyes, she just wanted to reflect on what she could remember. What scared her most was what she couldn't remember. Did the Commander know she had passed out? Would she be punished for it? Had Klaus done anything else to her? Opening her eyes, Ester allowed her vision to adjust to the dim light within her tiny room. There was the figure of a man to her right, but she couldn't tell if it was the Commander or if it was Klaus. She heard a command being barked and as quickly as she could, she stood up, but the figure had left the room. Had she imagined it? Did she miss an order? Should she ask him to repeat? All of these questions spun around in her disoriented head as she contemplated the consequences for each scenario. Ester weakly came up the stairs looking a mess. Her hair was plastered to her left cheek, her face was covered in tear marks, and she had bruises on several places including her legs and back. Ester couldn't hear anyone, but there was nothing too unusual about that. After seeing what time it was, Ester decided that she had better make breakfast for the Commander and Klaus. She decided she would do something simple, scrambled eggs, sausage links, and biscuits. The whole process took her about an hour, but by the time she was finished fixing their plates and cleaning she still wasn't sure if she had actually heard an order being given to her. Risking the threat of a beating or of another night with Klaus, she swiftly stuffed an extra sausage link down her throat, almost swallowing it whole. She was careful to wipe her now greasy lips with the back of her arm as she heard sound of boots approaching the kitchen. She would now find out if she was in trouble for last night and if she had truly heard an order being barked at her this morning.