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Juliette started looking for something to clean but Brendon's room was spotless. "Um." She licked her lips nervously as Brendon turned his attention to her, "Is there something you would like me to do?" She asked, trying not to meet his gaze.

"Come sit down." Brendon said, his tone was still cold though and that scared Juliette. She knew if she ignored what he told her to do then that would just make him angry and she didn't want that so she slowly made her way to the bed and sat down next to Brendon. "Why do you act like my servant?" He asked, pausing the movie.

"I don't know." Juliette whispered, not knowing what answer to give Brendon. She honestly just acted how she felt she should act given the circumstance. "How would you like me to act?"

Brendon grabbed Juliette's chin gently and made her face him. Once she did he gently placed a kiss upon her lips, "I'd like you to act like my lover." He responded, surprising Juliette. "Yet you get mad when I protect you like a lover would."

Juliette pulled away, disgusted. "Are you talking about when you tried to choke a defenseless scared girl that you've been torturing for god knows how long?" She hadn't meant for that to come out but it did. It left her scared but she held back any apologies and glared at Brendon.

This time when he slapped her it didn't come as any surprise. She simply looked down and went silent, gently rubbing her stinging cheek.

"I try to love you and you continue to insult me." Brendon said, sounding annoyed but Juliette didn't face him. She was too afraid.

"I don't want your love." Juliette whispered, horrified with herself for saying it but today it just didn't seem worth it to lie to Brendon. He could torture her but she didn't want to let him make her in to a liar.

"Is that right?" Brendon asked, his tone turning cold.

Juliette said nothing which angered Brendon, "Answer me." He continued in a harsh tone.

"Yes." Juliette whispered, terrified.

"Well then I won't act like a lovesick boy any longer." Brendon said, grabbing Juliette by the hair. "That should make you happy." He said, angrily. "Now take that shirt off." He commanded.

Juliette's fingers began to tremble as she slowly lifted the shirt and handed it to Brendon. He smiled at her feeble attempt to seem brave in front of him, tossing the shirt on the floor carelessly. "Touch yourself." He said, knowing that Juliette would be extremely embarrassed to do so in front of him.

"W-what?" Juliette asked, bottom lip trembling uncontrollably. "In front of you?" She asked, wanting to be wrong.

"Yes." Brendon replied, leaning back and watching her.

Juliette's hand trembled as she gently touched her breast, barely moving over the nipple before going to the other breast. She didn't know what to do. She'd never done this in front of someone before. It was quite nerve-wracking. Brendon leaned forward and pinched Juliette's nipple until she squealed in pain. "Oww... Please stop that hurts." She begged. Brendon let go and slapped her breast, leaving a hand mark. "Then start playing. This is boring." He said, glaring at her.

"I don't know what to do." Juliette whispered as tears trailed down her cheeks, she had to fight the urge to sob. She was horrified, terrified, embarrassed, and confused.

Brendon rolled his eyes and quickly pinched her other nipple, making her cry out in pain again and he held on as she quickly moved her fingers down to her vagina, "Is th-this what you want me to play with?" She asked, crying harder. Her nipple was burning but Brendon wouldn't let go.

"That would be good." Brendon said, amused with her. "Finger fuck yourself."

Juliette nodded, "Okay... Okay... please let go." She begged, feeling like her nipple was going to explode from the pain.

Brendon let go and leaned back, waiting to watch the show.

Juliette slowly rubbed her pussy, it was surprisingly wet which simply made her feel awful. When he was treating her like shit... How did that turn her on? She slowly slipped a finger inside but it did nothing for her. She wanted Brendon's fingers. She wouldn't say that though. She closed her eyes, trying to block out what was happening.

"Open your eyes. Look at me." Brendon commanded immediately.

Juliette opened her eyes and stared at Brendon as tears poured out of her eyes but she still slowly finger fucked herself with just one finger at the moment. Brendon's eyes terrified her, he had no expression on his face. He was just staring at her. She'd never seen someone look so cold.

"Would you like me to let you stop?" Brendon asked, still staring in to Juliette's eyes.

"Yes please." Juliette begged, her cheeks were raging red with embarrassment. She never wanted to do this again.

"Stop then." Brendon said, rolling his eyes. "You're pathetic." He commented as she quickly stopped and waited, not knowing what to do. "Bring your fingers over here. I want to taste you." Brendon said.

Juliette quietly went to him and reached out her hand. Brendon quietly took her finger in his mouth and sucked it clean then he did the other that had barely touched her vagina. "You taste so sweet." He whispered, staring at her with lust filled eyes.

Juliette trembled as she watched Brendon, unsure of what he was going to do. "Do you want me Juliette?" Brendon asked, his eyes burning in to hers.

Juliette didn't know what to say. She almost bit her tongue trying to fight back any words that would make him angier at her. "Tell me what you want." Brendon whispered, inching closer to Juliette. In that moment at that time Juliette wanted nothing more than to be apart from Brendon. He scared her so much.

She was a smart girl but her words lately were proving her wrong, "I don't want you." Juliette said, hatefully.

"Then who do you want?" Brendon asked, his soft tone leaving completely as he glared at Juliette. "Do you want someone else?"

"Yes." Juliette said, angrily. She wanted to hurt Brendon as he had hurt her and Anne. She wanted to inflict pain on him in any way she could. Even if all she had were her words.

"Who?" Brendon asked, leaning close to Juliette as he glared at her.

"Pierre. My ex-fiancee." Juliette whispered.

Brendon backhanded her so hard that she fell off of the bed. Brendon quickly stepped off of the bed and grabbed Juliette by her hair, pulling her up to a standing position. Once she was standing he glared at her and threw her against the wall. "I could have loved you." He whispered, his entire tone filled with hate.

"You could have tried." Juliette said, fighting the pain in her back from him belting her the other night. Her entire back had exploded in pain when he threw her against the wall. "But someone like you can't truly love."

Brendon slapped Juliette hard. He heard her whimper in fear as his hand gently touched her cheek. He didn't want to keep hurting her. Why did she have to be like this?

"I want you to take that back." Brendon whispered, "All you have to do is take back your words and I'll forgive you."

Juliette stared in to his eyes and he noticed she was crying again. Had she stopped? He wasn't sure now. "Taking any of that back would be a lie." She whispered back.

Brendon felt himself lose his temper as he grabbed Juliette by the hair again and threw her to the bed. She struggled with him as he cuffed her hands to the bed post on each side to keep her in place. He tightened the cuffs and she moaned in pain as they strangled her wrists.

Brendon picked up his belt and glared at Juliette. She didn't say anything as he brought the belt down painfully hard. It took five hits before she moaned but by then Brendon could see the belt biting in to her flesh. He was hitting her too hard. He didn't care though. She had hurt his feelings and she would pay for that mistake. He continued bringing the belt down with all of his might. Juliette's moans had turned to screams as the belt came down on her frail body. She was sobbing so much that her throat burned in pain. "Br-Brendon please stop." She screamed, her entire body burned in pain as he continued to bring the belt down all over her back and the back of her legs. Brendon was sweating from the exertion.

"Bbbrenn- Brendon!" Juliette screamed out, she had already passed the point by which she thought she couldn't take anymore but she had no choice.

Not even a minute later Juliette passed out from the pain. That's when Brendon realized he was hitting her too hard, he would have to stop. He dropped the belt and stared at Juliette's bruised body. She now had blood covering her backside. He inspected the belt and cursed softly. He shouldn't have hit her when mad. He wasn't even sure he wanted to rub the cooling gel on her body. She had open wounds so he figured that wasn't a good idea.

"Juliette?" Brendon whispered, coming closer to her. She was completely passed out. He felt panicky and quickly checked her pulse but breathed in relief when he found that she was still alive. He didn't want to send her in to some sort of shock. He uncuffed her and her arms simply fell to the side as if she were a doll.

Brendon left the room to grab a wet rag and an ice pack. As he came back in he felt himself start to shake just a little. Was he too much of a monster to love? He couldn't deny his feelings for Juliette but what if she could never return them? He honestly wouldn't blame her after what he had just done. His head hurt as he kept thinking of how in pain she had sounded when she's called out his name only moments ago.

Brendon gently dabbed at the bloody cuts the belt had made and he froze each time Juliette moaned in pain. After rubbing some cream on her back to make sure it didn't get infected he let her lie there and he laid down next to her, trying to hold her without brushing against any of her wounds. "I'm so sorry Juliette." he whispered, tears falling from his eyes.

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