7. Bullied by the maids

“Knock knock,” I got two knocks on my door and before I could reply, the door was pushed open.

Two maids walked in with huge trays in their hands. Wide enough to fit half a regular dining table.

“Rude,” I muttered under my breath because all I could do was glare and hope I wasn’t about to be served on those silver trays.

They might have been rude for not knocking on the door, but that didn’t hide their beauty.

They might have been mean when they scrubbed my body and gave me scratches all over, but the fact that they both had a perfect hourglass figure.

Their dresses were adorned with beads shaped like diamonds and in place of a band for their skirts were trinkets that tinkled with every step they took.

The fact that they were almost twice my size didn’t make them look less enticing.

Especially with the little golden horns on either side of their heads.

They looked like a pair of succubi here to tempt me. And if not for my desperate situation, I’d have fallen.

“Eat!”

“What?” I had only managed to look away for a few seconds when one of the maids said.

They had told me their names briefly during our bath, but they looked too identical to distinguish.

They looked at me then the tray in their hands, “eat this all,” the one in front said and for a moment my eyes were on her bust.

I hadn’t noticed until now, but these female beauties had flesh in the right places. Two beautiful mounds that jiggled from the see-through satin goddess tops.

It was the only way I could describe them even though I knew from experience and Liliana that they were beasts.

Literal beasts who could end my life without wasting a breath.

Oh and they definitely weren’t lesbian. If anything, they saw me as competition when it came to their vulgar Alpha King.

As if I’d ever take something that’s not my girlfriend’s strap.

At the thought of Zoe and the betrayal that led to my misfortune, my mood soured.

“What are you waiting for? Do you need us to feed you?”

“I’m not hungry,” I turned around and tried to forget about the fact that my stomach had been empty for almost two days now.

“Alpha King’s orders. You have to finish it all before we leave,” they said in unison.

“That doesn’t even make sense.”

“The Alpha King went as far as to buy another human chef, breaking rules just to feed a weakling like you. The least you can do is be grateful,” one of them said as she uncovered the food trays.

A beautiful scent wafted through the room and for a moment, I was too stunned to speak.

The room suddenly smelled like I was in a top 5-star Michelin restaurant which I’d only managed to visit once in my whole life.

I had saved up for over six months to take Zoe on that date for her birthday. And although it had ended with her storming off because I couldn’t afford the wine she wanted, I had been happy to fulfill that wish of hers.

Only for it to end up this way.

The sigh that left my lips was accompanied by the deep grumbling of my stomach.

I doubled over as if to hide the source of the sound, but their condescending gazes already found me.

“You can’t deny it anymore,” the first lady said…

As she dragged the table to my front and shoved the cutlery in my hand.

“I… I can’t. I can’t eat all of this or even half!” My voice started out raised only to end up full of calm and subservience when they looked down on me once more.

So I added, “Would you please join me, let’s eat together,” I managed an attempt at smiling.

“Human’s food is disgusting. Those things boil their meat and do't drink raw blood. How tasteless” she said without batting an eye and from the way the other maid’s nose was scrunched up, I couldn’t doubt her.

These beings were monster beasts without a doubt. My heart thudded against my ribcage at what that could mean for me.

The way she kept gagging and rolling her eyes told me she was ready to puke.

My stomach grumbled a second time but I threw my cutlery onto the table instead.

“I’m not eating this,” I said, taking a stubborn pose.

I folded my arms across my chest.

“You don’t have a choice.”

“Well you can’t force me.”

“Then you leave me no choice,” one of them said as she picked up the cutlery and sat by my side.

“I hope you can handle this?” I frowned and shifted towards the other side of the bed. Her grip tightened on my elbow.

I kicked. “What are you trying to do to me? Let go,” I protested and thrashed as I could, but she didn’t budge. She didn’t move an inch nor seem affected by my actions.

If anything, there was only pure irritation on her face, like I was the last thing she wanted to deal with.

At this moment, she looked at me like one of the most annoying creatures I’d ever met. Toddlers. They were one of the reasons why I ’d never doubted that I loved women.

“I’ll call the police. Let me go!” I screamed.

She held me in place with one hand while her second was busy scooping different things on the big spoon that was almost as big as a regular soup spoon.

“With this thing?” the other maid said as she dangled something in her hand, and it took me a full second of calming down to realise what it was.

My Samsung Flip 6.

“How do you have my phone?” I asked as I reached out to catch it.

“It was in your bag, how else,” she said as she flipped it and kept eyeing every angle of it.

“Give that to me. Give it to me right now!” I suddenly gained some strength and broke free from my forceful babysitter who was still piling food up for me to eat.

But just before I could reach it, it fell to the ground.

Or rather, she let it fall.

“Oops, looks like you can’t reach your police again?” she mocked with her palm over her mouth.

“Why did you do that? Do you know how expensive it is to repair a Samsung screen?” I cried out as I pounced on the floor and cradled the phone in my hands.

A heavy sigh left my lips when I noticed it had flipped and landed without a crack.

Immediately, I dialed 911.

However, instead of the call center, I realized that the call wouldn’t go through. Not even emergency call was allowed. It was as if it couldn’t connect to anything at all.

Not only that, my phoen was almost dead. At two percent, I coudl only manage a call at most. afterall, I left my charger back home in a fit of rage.

“Humans are really as dumb as they say. Did you think I would give you that thing if it could help you? Mara, please feed her already, it’s almost time for the Alpha King’s evening rounds,” she said as she took a seat on one of the couches like she had gotten bored of making fun of me.

Mara, who was now satisfied with how much she had piled up, smiled and picked me back up to her lap this time.

"Don't fight it," the other maid said as she picked up my phone.

I made muffled pleas as I shook my head, my eyes wide open. "No," I managed to gasp when I saw my phone that I was still paing installments for get crushed in between her palms.

"Weak," she muttered as she sighed and relaxed into the couch. Mara didnt appear fazed as she held my jaw wide apart. Her fingers holding either side tightly I could no longer move it.

She then ensured that I was firmly planted between her thighs before feeding me.

In any other situation, I would have thought this hot and sexy.

Just not this. Not when I could actually choke and die.

I gave up on my fate as the food got stuck in my throught before I could chew.

my throat closed up while my mouth remained forced open and I could barely breath through my nose.

My eyes watered and rolled backwarsd while my nose was filled with the scent of Mara's hair oil.

I was certain that the last thing I would feel was my head on her big boobs, when the door was suddenly pushed open.

"What the hell is going on here?" A cold voice that could only belong to Ashton rang through the room, but that didb't bring me back from the darkness enveloping