Chapter 4.

What a punishment it is to live like this.

I must have been a very bad woman in my past life to have to pay for my karma in this way in this other existence.

I don't want to cry, I'm looking at myself in the mirror and I tell myself don't cry, you haven't done anything wrong, you're a good girl, however, in the reflection I see the tears falling, my hands are shaking and the phone won't stop ringing.

It's that woman, I'm nervous again, I don't even know what to think, I feel like if I even take a breath she's going to notice... and if I don't, she'll come and make me breathe on her own, there's no escape yet, in this place there's not even a way, it's like I'm merchandise that's been changed to a new owner and as much as I tell myself nothing's happening, there's nothing wrong with you, it's not the calls that worry me anymore but the way my body gets into the bathtub and submerges itself in the water.

Oxygen bubbles begin to come out of me, there is nothing left to lose, I don't want to continue like this, I won't give anyone the luxury of seeing me wasted and begging for something I haven't done.

The water has overflowed the tub and is beginning to overflow, my body is screaming for me to get out and get some air, but I must resist, if I hold on a little longer none of this will matter... I will obtain my freedom, which can be better than the freedom dreamed of and desired, since nothing is better than being a free soul...

However, in the distance you can hear the sound of someone kicking a door, you don't need to be a genius to know that it is the woman again.

She comes in, takes me out of the tub and hits my face several times, she puts me face down until my body begins to cough; and then her lips crash against mine with a tremendous ferocity, I feel weak, but because of the strong way she dominates me with that kiss, I can't stop her... what does it matter if I die or not…

 I only belong to her, who carries me and takes me back to the bed, where her hands begin to run through my wet clothes and unbutton them to throw them away, while she vividly searches for my secret places beginning with intensity and experience the peak of my pleasure, my back arched at the same time my eyes opened in ecstasy as her lips descended to my Mount of Venus, where with the skill of her tongue, she began to devour with a voracious and indescribable hunger my entire inner world to look at me from time to time, while she worked down there in a way that cannot be defined.

It was like a silent threat and at the same time a demonstration of power just when my insides began to throb announcing the arrival of the climax, just at that moment she stopped and hit that place with her open hand making a scream escape from my throat and hearing her say: I don't like my things trying to escape even if it's to the afterlife... 

Your place is among the living, so remember very well where you step and what you're looking for because you belong to me and I'm jealous of my belongings...