Mistake
342 Words
Pain encases my heart. I'm paralysed staring into his demonic black eyes as he approaches. Fear sghvers down my spine. I can't escape even if I wasn't paralysed by fear how would I escape he's faster than me. I'm a weak human into of that I haven't been allowed to eat in almost a week and my body weakened incredibly I can barely keep myself going. I gasp and he grabs my throat although jts not hard enough to kill it still hurts as he drags me away from his room and his mate.
I stumble. 'Come on s**t' I shudder at that name. Fearful of what he'll do. I have to get out of here but how? I'm shake from my thoughts as he throws me on the floor grabbing a pair of handcuffs he locked me to some pipes in the basement. Oh s**t he means business he only brings me down here when he wants to r**e me or to cause enough damage that I'll screen. He handcuffs me in place turns and leaves. Seconds later he comes back with a 6 inch blade.
Upon seeing the blade, cold sense of foreboding slither down my spine, I shuddered at what he could do. Is he going going kill me. No survey not no he wants to ruin me. He's going to mark me so no one will want me.
He crouches down infront of 'let's play a game. See Your mine to torture. So we better let others know that they can't use you for their pleasure. Ripping of my shirt he stades hungrily at my bare stomach but this wasn't lust for s*x no it was a lust for torture. Holding the knife agaisnt my stk ach he beggings to cut slowly at furst then faster. Scream and try to squirm bht he golds me stilk by pressing his knee to my chest. The pain gets more intense as more cuts coverr my body.
Slowly darkness syrrounds me, pain begins to dull and I succumb to the darkness.
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