(New story I came up with after trailing the internet for new ideas. Let me know if you like it. I will only carry it on if you guys want me to.)

"No. Please." The young woman begged. She had been tied and gagged so her words were muffled. She wriggled about as her position was uncomfortable. Her arms had been ties behind her back, and she was laying on her stomach. Her legs had been elevated so she could not move. "Please just let me go."

"What's that?" The man said, not understanding her through the material over her mouth. He came into view and to her horror, she saw a kitchen knife in his hand, which glinted in the small ray of sunlight coming through a hole in a blocked out window.

"No." The woman said, crying as she knew it was no use. He was going to use that on her and there was nothing she could do to stop it. "LET ME GO." She continued to scream into the material. "PLEASE."

"SHUT UP!" He growled and kicked her in the side, making her sob uncontrollably.

"Please don't hurt me please. Don't hurt me." She sobbed, but the man made his way around to her back, and sat just behind her knees so she could barely wriggle.

"I SAID SHUT UP." The man shouted, and pulled up her t-shirt revealing her back to him.

She felt a sharp pain on her left shoulder blade making her scream out and fidgit. He took his free hand to grab her arm and hold her still so he could complete what he was doing.

Soon, her screaming calmed into something more of a whimper, as she had tired herself out. She was tired of screaming, and tired of pain. She wanted to fall asleep and feel no more pain. She hoped it would be over soon, instead of the never ending torture.

She was getting increasingly tired when she felt him get off her legs and untie the binds. He rolled her over and she felt seering pain in her back as he did so. He untied her hands and then removed the gag, and held her by her hair. He yanked her up to a standing position, and put his face right infront of hers so that they were only and inch away.

"You tell anyone, the police, family, anyone, and you will pay. You got it?!" He spat, and she felt it on her face. She couldn't speak. She could only nod through her tears.

He pulled her over to the door and pulled it open, and threw her out onto the cold gravel. She hit her chin on the floor, and scrambled to her feet despite her legs being weak.

"Now get out of here." He said quietly so neighbors wouldn't go looking. "I said Get out!"

And she ran. She ran as far as she could before she felt like she couldn't go any further. She let her knees collapse when she was out of sight of the road, got her mobile out of her pocket and glad it it was still there. She phoned for an ambulance.

"Please help me." She cried. "Please help me." She put her hand tentatively on her back and cried out when she pulled her hand back and saw blood. "I'm bleeding. Please. Help me!" She was becoming hysterical. "I don't know where I am." She listened to the operator as she cried. "No. No police."

She dropped her phone as she felt darkness overcome her. She slid sideways down the wall and cried, until she was no longer aware of her surroundings.