Sarah's point of view:
My hands are tied very tightly and painfully above my head. This is the first thing I felt when I gained my conscious. My whole body was in pain and most of all it felt like my head is going to blow anytime soon just because of pain.
'What do you want?' A voice whispered in my head.
My eyes jolted open at the sound and I realized it was my own voice in my head. I looked around myself at the dark room as big as my house. The only source of light in the room was a bulb hanging at the middle of the room.
I then remembered everything and everything means kidnapping. My eyes widened when flashbacks from I don't know when start to cloud my mind. Fear started to crawl in me making me sweat hard.I tried to move my hands above my which only resulted in the weird sound of rattling of chains.
'What the f**k is this?'
I again tried to free my hands away from the cold metal that was tightly tied around them but the sound of door creaking open made me stop mid in my struggles to break free. The light peaked through the hole that was becoming with opening of door.
The voice of thudding of shoes again floor indicated that there was a presence here with me now. I squinted my eyes at the dark figure in front of me trying to get a clear look at his features but darkness was making it too difficult for me to see.
"Who are you?" I asked gathering as much as courage I had but my voice was still laced a tint of fear somewhere in it.
The man stepped out of darkness showing his face which was perfectly itched in with smirk and too much of haughtiness clear on it. There was glint of evil in his dark brown eyes. His all features were screaming evil.
"He sure has a good taste." His silk like voice was trying to make me fall in his trap just like devil use his voice to trap his victim.
"What do you want?" I again asked completely forgotten to ask about his previous statement.
"How much fun it will be to break you?" His smirk widened more even if it was possible.
"I asked you something." This time I looked all brave but I knew what was going inside me.
"If I was in your position I won't talk like that to me." He raised his perfect brow at me.
"But you are not in my position. so let me go."
I don't even know where this courage was coming from.
"Talking much huh? Let's see how you talk now." With that he strode toward me with all emotions gone from his face.
"You are virgin, right?" I stated more then asking.
His hands creeped toward my back as he flushed his body against me. Even under a layer of clothes my skin burned from his touch, in most filthiest way ever. I didn't think that I would loath anyone's touch this much.
He caressed my left cheek light with his other free hand. I jerked my face away from him. He chuckled ever so lightly showing his immense displeasure at my action. I smirked at my little victory of displeasing him.
I looked back at him only to be met with a stinging pain in my cheeks. Though this burning sensation was much less then the feel of his hand on my cheek. Looking back at him I did only one think I should have.
I spit on his face.
He closed his eyes before taking his handkerchief out of his pocket and cleaning his face. He then looked back at me with burning fire in his eyes. I gulped and closed my eyes waiting for another impact of hit or pain.
But instead of feeling pain I heard a sound of tearing of something. A wave of coldness hit my body and I then realized what he had teared. I shot my eyes open looking down at my body which was now deprived of any fabric on it.
Unable to say any word, I kept my face low as a tear bloomed into my eyes but I refused to escape it in from of it's reason. Instead I gathered all my bravery and courage and put a smirk on my face trying to become Sarah Mills from my past and I succeeded in it.
When I looked back at him his eyes looked a little bit of shocked but he soon hided it. His fists balled on his side. He looked calm but I knew this calmness was the calm before storm which I knew was coming anytime soon now.
"You like being bad b***h? Let's see what you do now. Let's see how he loves you now. Let's see how he keeps himself strong now?" He said and walked toward a table full of different tools.
I don't know which 'he' is he talking about but I knew one thing for sure. This man was a psycho.
He came back with a leash in his hands. My eyes widened looking at it and fear crawled in me making me gulp my own saliva. I looked at his face which was again itched into a smirk. An aura Ruthlessness was surrounding his calm self.
"Don't do this." I whispered.
"And why is that?" His voice was calm like he was doing no wrong.
"Yo...you know you will regret it." I stuttered.
"We will see." With that he went behind me.
I closed my eyes silently praying for any help which I knew was not going to come any time soon. There was a sound of whip in air before a felt unbearable stinging pain in my back. I pursed my lips trying not to scream in pain.
Not even a second passed when that leash again hit my back. With that the pain in my back also increased. Tears started to escape my eyes which I was holding till now. I didn't knew how long he kept hitting me but I was sure it was too long.
My vision started to become blurry. My whole body felt numb by now. Even in this cold room I didn't felt any cold. By now that man was gone out of room leaving me naked in this cold dark room and in this darkness I fell in my own darkness that started to cover my vision and I immediately fell into that dark world trying to get away this dark world.
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