I could feel the tears running down my cheeks,
"Now get dressed. You will accompany me downstairs," He nipps at my ear lobe. He pats my butt as he steps away from me,
"Be quick now,"
I glance at the side, not turning my head, and see him move closer to the door. Scooping up the clothes I dash for the bathroom, hearing him chuckling as I shut the door,
Dropping the clothes to the counter, gripping the edge of it, and bracing myself from falling to the floor, My stomach churns, moving quickly. I kneel over the toilet, heaving anything that was in my stomach,
Flushing it, I wipe my mouth with the back of my hand. Taking a few deep breaths, I stand at the sink again, raising my mouth out and washing my hands,
Looking up in the mirror, I notice the enormous purple spot on my neck;
