Zinnia
Cold water splashes against my bruised naked body, making me jolt from the floor. I screamed and shivered, folding my hands over my trembling naked body. Cold hands aggressively seized me, jerking me forward.
"No, please. I'm tired," I cried out, my swollen eyes filling up with tears. My entire body hurt. My thighs and my ass too, from repeatedly being impaled with inanimate objects and dozens of men at a time.
For nights, I've been locked up in this small cubic room with little to no ventilation, using my breathing to track the time pass as they each took turns in using my body as they see fit.
I was exhausted. Not only physically, but mentally too. Bethel was right when she'd said Roman knew how to torture. I no longer wanted to leave this place. I no longer had hopes that my
