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“And I knew you were a sick fuck whore.” I chuckle.
Grabbing her chin I push her back and tie her wrists and legs to the bed. She is like a kid who can’t wait to start the game. Her grin is in place all the while as I prepare my play. I grab one of the whips Theo keeps in the wardrobe and show it to her; her eyes shine bright with excitement and I let her believe she will have fun today without knowing half of my plans for her, but when I’m through with her she will be a sobbing mess, cursing for my death.
Let the games begin…
*****
“Yes! More!” she cries out when my whip hits her again and again. Her skin is covered in red welts and I’ve just started.
I hit her breasts without a care how hard it was. The harder I hit the more aroused she becomes. I let the whip lick her body with its sharp teeth, breaking her skin from her left breast to her right hipbone.
She lets out a painful scream that is followed with a groan. Her face is almost euphoric and I know she is about to go to the place where her face has that satisfied smile every time Theo hurt her.
Not gonna happen.
I turn my back to grab the candle and light it in front of her, smirking with the way her eyes widen in horror.
“Mike,” she breathes out.
“Scared?” I chuckle.
“Mike, don’t. No fire…” She pulls her restraints but she knows she is trapped.
“You wanted my dick and this is the price I want. Will you back down now? Do you want out?” I move the candle closer to her skin, letting her feel the heat.
“No… but…”
“No buts, Nat. You won’t get an out from this,” I tell her, absorbing the gasp she makes when the wax falls on her skin just where the biggest strip is.
“Please, don’t…please,” she sobs, struggling to get away from the fire, but there is nowhere she can go. I let more wax fall on her skin, keeping the candle close so it’s the hottest form of itself. The wax hisses each time it touches her skin and she grunts with pain, but stops complaining with resignation when she notices there is no turning back.
Leaning down I lick her nipple, sucking it into my mouth till she arches her back. When she does I let another drop of wax land on her nipple and chuckle at her scream. Her fear was feeding the beast in me and no matter how scared she was I could see her glistening cunt.
Gripping the whip in one hand and the candle in another I smirked down at her as she waited my next move with arousal and fear.
I swirled my arm, hitting the whip right on her pussy and before giving her time to process I dropped a good amount of wax on her red flesh.
She cried, she screamed, and she came.
That was the last good thing she got from me.
Now, it was time to skin her alive like they skinned me off from my innocence all those years.
February 15, 2014–Day 30
“Mike!” I screamed as I kicked the door.
It’s been ten days since I got the last shot of drug.
It was hell… I was dying, slowly.
I didn’t see Mike during this time. He periodically left me breakfast, dinner, and water, but he never came into the room.
“You fucking son of a bitch! I know you hear me! Mike!” I screamed again. Some of my nails were broken off because of scratching them on the wall.
“Mike!”
I kicked the door one more time, but there was no more strength in my body I collapsed on the floor. I leaned against the door and curled into a ball again. My body was shaking; it was cold but hot at the same time. My senses were going overboard.
