I was still tied up to the chair, the rope on my wrists was so tight that I was numb, unable to move. My whole body ached and I was thirsty. Sweat covered my forehead and I was so desperate for a fresh shower. The door opened revealing Jonathan. He smirked when he saw my condition. I was exhausted that I closed my eyes, letting my head down, hoping he would just disappear.
He pulled my hair roughly. My hair was held high facing him, but I kept my eyes closed.
"Open your eyes, I want to see you", he whispered but I ignored him.
He pulled my hair again, this time more rough that I obeyed him. I opened my eyes slowly only to be welcomed by his stupid smirk again.
"Now, that's more like it", he said then crashed his lips against mine. His lips were dry and I could smell the cigar, maki
