A week after she arrived at the residence, Master called for her. The little servant girl she had saved from Abraham was her attendant. She pushed her in a wheelchair into the master's sitting room.
When master walked in, the servant girl bowed. Kelly tried but couldn't get up. "Kelly, sit still. I will come to you." He dismissed the little girl and sat down on the couch.
"Kelly, I know you need to know what happened. I am going to tell you the events and we can talk about them once you know what happened. What is the last thing you remember?"
"I remember telling the servant girl to unlock the door, run and get help. She let the maids out while I was struggling with Abraham. He hit me several times, and that is the last thing I remember."
Master sat quietly for a few minutes, looking at Kelly.
"I had someone in his compound watching his behavior. When he came home drunk, they sent a boy to warn me. I had Mohammed take my security men to see what was happening. As they entered the house, they heard you screaming. They disabled his security team and burst into the room. You were unconscious, and he continued to beat you. Mohammed ordered him to stop, but he did not. Mohammed moved toward him. Abraham stopped and pulled a gun on Mohammed. Mohammed shot him dead on the spot. By the time that happened, the ambulance had arrived. All the servants were gathered up and taken to the hospital with you. They operated on you for several hours until they had you stabilized. They kept you under sedation while your body healed the worst of it. The rest you know. I will let you take all that in before we talk."
Kelly was staring at him like he was telling a fairy tale. After several minutes, she finally spoke. "Master, I am so sorry that I caused the death of your son. I will take whatever punishment you deem appropriate."
"My child. You misunderstand. None of this was your fault. Abraham was a sick and twisted young man. He only took you to punish me. He wanted to twist the knife by hurting you. You bear no responsibility for what happened."
"He did tell me that he took me to make you leave him alone." Kelly started crying. After all this time, keeping her emotions bottled up in order to survive, she let everything go. Master let her cry without saying anything. After a several minutes, she settled down.
"I was aware of that. That is why I had someone in his compound keeping me informed of what he was doing. I am glad we were close enough to stop him in time."
They sat and looked at each other. He spoke again. "Would you mind staying here tonight with me?"
Kelly wanted that, but she had no idea what shape her body was in. "I would like that very much."
He came to her wheelchair, picked her up, and carried her into his bedroom. He sat her on the edge of his bed and began to slowly remove her clothes. When he had most of them off, the scars began to appear. She tried to hide them, but he caught her hands. "No, it is okay. They are the proof of how strong you are. I think they are beautiful." She dropped her hands and began to cry again. He picked her up and laid her on the bed. He undressed and climbed in beside her. He took her in his arms and lay there, holding and kissing her body. They just lay together until they fell asleep.
When they woke up, Kelly was so happy. She had survived what was not supposed to be survivable. This man had protected her, and she knew that, now, everything would be okay. She forced herself to crawl down his side until she was over his member. When he saw what she was trying to do, he at first, tried to stop her. But the look in her eyes made him stop and get hard instantly. He had to let her do this for herself. She reached his member and took it into her mouth. Her mouth wasn't hurt, and it felt good doing this for him. She worked him gladly until he came in her mouth. She swallowed every drop and fell back. He kissed her gently at first, but when she responded heartily, he kissed her harder. They clung to each other for a while. He finally got up and called for her servant. The little servant girl helped Kelly get dressed and pushed her back to the residence.
Her recovery went smoothly after that. She spent most nights either between Falla's legs or in master's bed. After another month, she could walk and everything else had completely healed. Mistress called her into her office.
"Kelly, it is time to determine what we do from now on. First, Abraham's mother has been retired. Not harmed, but she will spend the rest of her days secluded with her servants. She had helped Abraham plot to take you to help him with master. We are, therefore, giving you her suite as the number one mistress. You will be second to me and will be responsible for all the mistresses. The wives will answer to me, but they must be deferential to you. You are the master's favorite in this residence. That includes me. I am okay with this because I have many responsibilities here and he is very happy with you. He and I have spent much more time together while you were recovering, and we remembered our younger days. It was good times, and I am very happy with my place in his life. The little servant girl you rescued has requested being assigned to you and master approves."
"She is called Lala, and she will assist you into your new quarters. And, yes, Falla can join you there. There is plenty of room in that suite for more than that. You will have another servant girl of your choice among the staff. They have all volunteered, so you will have to choose." Mistress rang the bell, and both Falla and Lala came into the room. They bowed to mistress and waited. "Take her, take her. Don't make her wait." Mistress smiled. The three women went looking for their new home.
