Their Unexpected Love

Chapter 5: Camila

I finished drying the last dinner dish. Mistress Magee was sitting at the kitchen table, writing out the grocery list for the week.

Mistress Magee was a round, short woman. She had a small round face, with kind eyes. She is a magnificent cook and witch. She has been my favorite teacher in the craft. She has been the one to teach me all about making potions and the many ingredients and what they can do when combined. She holds great knowledge when it comes to witchcraft. She will be the only soul I will miss when I leave this world. 

She is where I got the knowledge I needed, to create my special potion. I have it hidden in the wall of the basement. Only two days left before I will have to use it. 

Two days before I will finally be free of this hell. 

"What troubles you, Mija?" Mistress Magee pulls me out of my thoughts with her words. 

"N..nothing Mistress Magee. I was just thinking about my birthday." I say as truthfully as I can. I do not like lying to the only person who has ever been kind to me.

"Oh, yes. It will be your twenty-first birthday, won't it Mija?" She asks me sadly.

"Yes," I respond simply, looking down at my hands.

"It won't be so bad, honey. I went through the same thing at your age. With another warlock of course but, it will only hurt for a little bit. And you will finally be free of that atrocious basement. You are even going to be staying in the room next to me upstairs. We will be able to socialize even more." She says to me then stands up to hug me.

I hug her back and feel the tears fill my eyes. I blink them back so they do not fall down my face.

"Yes, Mistress Maggie," I say. Not wanting to lie.

"What the hell is this?" we jump away from each other when the Master walks in yelling.

"I am sorry Master Nicolai. I just finished with the dinner dishes." I say, lowering my head.

"Then get your lazy ass upstairs to help Mistress Celia with her bath." He orders.

I quickly scurry out of the kitchen.

"Why must you asustar la so, Master? She is already so frightened enough that her twenty-first birthday is nearing." I hear Mistress Magee whisper to the Master.

I stop just outside the kitchen door to listen.

"Shut your trap, Estupida! Her w***e ass needs to be afraid. I will tear that ass up, on her birthday. You can bet your own ass on it. Who knows, I might just do that to you tonight." the master says to Mistress Magee, in a low cruel voice. I hear her gasp in freight.

I run fast up the stairs to find Mistress Celia. Her bedroom is the second to last door on the right hallway of the second floor. This is the floor that holds the Master's favorite mistresses. 

I knock softly on her bedroom door.

"Enter." Mistress Celia says in her facade-nice voice.

I take a deep breath and enter her bedroom quietly.

"Oh, it's only you, rata. Finally, your ass gets up here. I have been waiting for my bath for over half an hour. I am glad my Master finally found you." She says, her tone instantly changing to cruelness.

Mistress Celia and her sister Mistress Katina have always called me rata, meaning rat. They both are a few years older than me and only recently became the Master's mistresses. They arrived at the coven, along with their mother and brother, when I was around ten. They said I always scurried away like a scared rat, so they named me rata. 

"I am sorry, Mistress Celia. There were many dishes to wash after dinner." I say apologetically. 

"I do not need your excuses, rata! Just hurry and get my water ready." She pushes me to her private bath.

I quickly turn both knobs of the big-footed bathtub, on till I find the perfect temperature of warm. I take out her bath salts and soaps from the cupboard and loy out her towels. I wait while the tub fills. 

Since the Mistress is in her bedroom and can't see me I sneak some soap and wash my arms and underarms. I am only allowed one bath a week so when I help the mistresses get their baths ready and when I wash dishes in the kitchen, I try washing myself where I can. Praying I do not get caught and making sure not to use many nice-smelling soaps. 

One time, when I was ten, I used too much of Mistress Catalina's soap that the Master smelled it on my skin when I walked by him. He beat me with a belt at that time. The belt hurt worse than the staff. I still have the markings on the back of my legs from that time. 

Ever since that time, I am extra careful. 

Double checking that the water is nice and soapy like Mistress Celia likes it, I go to fetch her. "Mistress Celia, your bath water is ready now," I say softly.

"Finally!" she says as she stalks to the bathroom and stands by the bathtub. She puts her arms out to her side and I take her light-blue dress off. I take her bra and panties off as well. I kneel so that she can use the top of my head to balance herself, as she climbs into the tub. 

She sighs as she lays in the water. I pick up her dirty clothes and put them in the hamper in the cath closet. I then got out to her bedroom and lay her nightgown and underclothes, on the bed. 

"Would you like me to wash you today, Mistress Celia," I ask quietly when I walk back into the bath suite. 

"No, rata. Go fetch my Master. Tell him I am ready for him to join me." she dismisses me.

"Si, Mistress Celia," I say and then hurry downstairs to find Master Nicolai.

I find him in his potions room. He is checking his inventory and packing bottles to take to the market tomorrow. He sometimes takes me along to help carry and fetch the things that Mistress Maggie needs for the kitchen. 

I wait for him to finish counting the potion bottles before I speak. I have made the mistake of interrupting him before and paid dearly for it. 

"Master Nicolai. Mistress Celia said to tell you that she is ready for you. She is waiting in her bath suite." I say quietly when I see him put his clipboard down.

He looks up at me. Then his gaze, sweeps my body, down then back up again.

"Is she now? That little witch-w***e is insatiable. Even worse than her mother." he says smiling wickedly.

I stay silent but keep looking at him. The Master likes for me to have eye contact with him when we are alone and he is talking to me.

"Will you be like that, Querida? Will you be insatiable after I f**k you for the first time? Will you be begging for my d**k, like the other witch-w****s upstairs?" he says to me crudely.

I cringe at his words and tell my feet not to run when he walks nearer to me. 

"Take your dress off, Camila. I want to see you," he orders me.

I whimper and hesitate. He slaps me across the face. 

"Now, b***h!" he yells at me, impatiently.

I feel the tears fall on my cheeks as I push the straps from dress off my shoulders and let my dress fall, at a pool by my feet. I instinctively cover my breast with my arms.

"Don't cover yourself, Camila. Let me see those tight t**s of yours," he says as he walks around me. I slowly let my arms drop to my side. I yelp when he smacks my butt. 

"Damn, this ass of yours is magnificent, Camila." He grabs my left butt cheek, violently and I cry in pain, as his fingers dig into my sensitive skin.

He laughs and let's go. He then rounds me to stand in front of me. 

"I can't wait to have your t**s between my teeth, b***h. I am counting down the f*****g hours till I can f**k that precious ass and mouth of yours," he says and I look down, not able to look up at him.

He laughs and walks out of his potion room.

I quickly pull my dress up and put it back on. I am crying uncontrollably and my whole body shakes. 

"Hurry up and get out here, b***h! I need to chain you downstairs before heading to that w***e upstairs." Master Nicolai orders.

I frantically wipe the tears from my face and take deep breaths to control myself.

At least he didn't beat me this time.

I run out the door and walk behind him to the door of the basement. He walks down the stairs with me following and I cringe inwardly when his hands touch my neck as he removes the collar and when his hand roughly grabs my ankle to put the chain on.

He s****s me on the butt, then walks out.

I sit on my bed and silently cry.

Two more days.

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Mija-My daughter

Asustar la- Frighten her

Estupida-Stupid female

Rata-Rat

Si- Yes

Querida- Dear