Warning. Contains graphic violence.
His laughter echoed inside the room.
I am starting to lose hope that Devin would ever find us. Or I might be dead if he did. This man had whipped me so badly, my whole body turned numb. I had lost all the fight in me. The ropes tied to my wrists were the only thing that was keeping me up. If not for them, I would have fallen to the floor.
My head was hung low and I can clearly see all the marks he left on my skin. Even my breasts were covered with red lines. I just hope that he is done for now. I cannot endure another round of beating from him.
"I wish that your husband would see you like this." he snickered. The next thing I heard was the camera shutters.
I looked up and found him taking my photos.
"Stop it!" I sneered at him but he just laughed m
