Norah
I felt his fingers brush on my skin as my heart beat against my chest, my mind whining and screaming to get away from him. I could feel the pounds of my heart in my ears as my body went immobile. My damned capacity to think and move away from him disappeared in a haze of fog as the suppressed memories of the monster's filthy hands touching me played in my mind.
His knife traced my skin as he scared me, a wicked smile painted on his face while I was cuffed without a single cloth covering me, tied to my bed, a cloth stuffed in my mouth to muffle my screams and cries. The aflame cigar's bud that he was puffing touched my skin as the flesh underneath sizzled and a faint painful scream left my throat and I struggled.
" Stop struggling, my little slut. You wouldn't want to get hurt, w
