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"Well sort of, that's my last name," Mr. Josh said smiling, "how are you?"
"What do you want?" I asked as I began to shake.
"I just wanted to come by to make sure you were alright and ask you if perhaps you wanted another go at it." I looked at him and sighed.
"No, please," I begged.
"Well maybe it would influence you to know your dad's already dead, car accident, it's a shame I never got to cause it, I hated Jim."
"What?" I said breathlessly.
"I'm your god father; I get first dibs on all of you. Then you'll have to deal with me for forever," he smiled and laughed.
"Go away!" I cried.
"Hmm, nah I think I'll stay. So, who have you told?"
"N-no one," I lied.
"Are you lying?"
"No," my gaze wandered elsewhere.
"Where's your brother?" the question startled me.
"I'm not sure," I whispered.
"Can I help you?" asked Josh from the door way, causing Mr. Josh to look away.
"Hello Josh, how are you?"
"Fine sir, and you?"
"A little tired, but other than that fine," Mr. Josh smiled. Josh smiled back; it made me sick to my stomach.
"How did you know we were here?" asked Josh.
"Oh, the hospital couldn't get a hold of your parents. I'm the emergency number so they called me."
"Oh," Josh chuckled, "That makes sense, did they tell you why he's in here?"
"No not really," Mr. Josh looked at me, "Is it bad?"
"Can I tell him Jack?" asked Josh walking over to me. I stared up at Mr. Josh, and shook my head.
"Tell me what?" asked Mr. Josh.
"Come on Jackie," Josh prodded, "He needs to know."
"He already does," Josh's eyes went wide, "He…" Josh turned back to Mr. Josh.
"Jackie, that wasn't very smart," scolded Mr. Josh playfully, I stared at him.
"You did this?" yelled Josh.
"Josh, it would be in your best interest right now to shut your yap." whispered Mr. Josh furiously.
"The hell with that!" Josh turned to the door, "Nurse!"
"You have 2 seconds to shut the fuck up, before I kill you." Mr. Josh was going red in the face.
"How can you stand there like that?" Josh spat, "You're dad's best friend! You were his best man, how can you do this?"
"Your asshole of a father is dead, and so are you." growled Mr. Josh.
"My father isn't dead!" yelled Josh, "But you are, you're going to prison Ryan!" Josh turned to get someone but Mr. Josh grabbed him and yanked him back.
"Who do you think you are?" asked Mr. Josh coldly.
"I could ask you the same thing," Josh growled, "let me go!"
"Shut up!" yelled Mr. Josh, "You will not disrespect me! You're just like your pathetic fuck head of a father! I will not stand for this, I'm taking what I want and you will not stop me!"
"Watch me," Josh replied coolly.
"Ever heard the expression 'If you're falling off a cliff you might as well try to fly'?"
"What?" asked Josh, Mr. Josh's words confused me too, I was beginning to think the man was crazy.
"Can you fly Joshie?"
"What? No of course I can't."
"That's a shame," Mr. Josh then let go of Josh and kicked him hard in the chest, sending Josh flying backwards and right out the window. A blood curdling scream escaped my lips. It lasted for about 2.5 seconds before Mr. Josh slapped me and I shut up. Tears began streaming down my face.
"What did you do?" I cried.
"I warned you," he spat, "I told you what would happen, you just couldn't keep your mouth shut huh?"
"Josh, my brother!" Mr. Josh slapped me again.
"Shut up! I'm all you have now," he yelled, "get used to it!" he yanked out my IV and yanked me out of the bed. He gripped my wrist tightly, pulling me from the room. A couple of nurses stopped us, that was when he decided to whip out a gun and shove it into my skull.
"Back the fuck up!" he started screaming and everyone backed off. He backed us into an elevator and we went down to the garage. He shoved me into a car that pulled up. Mr. Sone was driving. When we were both in, Mr. Sone sped off. Mr. Josh sat in the back with me trying to soothe me. I hit him and scratched at him, begging him to stop touching me. He didn't, but he did grip me by the chin and kiss me. I tried to pull away but Mr. Josh threw me down on my back, successfully pinning me down. I cried and begged to be let up, but Mr. Josh ignored me and silenced me with his mouth.
"I love you Jack," he whispered in my ear. I didn't reply, I knew if I did I would tell him how much I loathed him, and that would just make things worse. I probably would have kept silent if Mr. Josh hadn't pointed the gun to my head, and screamed for me to say it back.
"I love you too," I mumbled.
"Such a good boy," he cooed, "Now apologize."
"I'm sorry," I whispered. I was feeling dead inside; my body was on auto pilot.
"For what?" I didn't do anything; my mind was still in shock. I don't know how I replied but I did.
"For disobeying you, you're right as usual, I'm just a slut, I'm your bitch. I'll never disobey you again." I turned my head in shame. I wanted to go home, I wanted to wake up and realize it was all a bad dream.
"Yeah, you can prove yourself when we get home." We drove in silence until we reached his home. He grabbed my arm tightly and led me right to his bedroom. He pushed me to the ground and closed the door; once the door was closed I got on my knees. He smiled and walked toward me.
"So how are you going to prove to me you're my bitch and you won't disobey me again?"
"However you want me too." My survival instincts were beginning to kick in. I knew what he wanted, and I knew if I kept him going I would eventually find a way out of this hell. He pushed my head against his hard on; I turned so my face was buried in his crotch. I began to lick him through his shorts causing him to moan, pushing harder. Then he shoved me back.
"I never said you could do that," he walked around me in circles. "Here you are, now how do I test you to make sure you don't disobey me again." He sat on the bed still thinking, "I could make you suck my cock but I don't want be blinded by pleasure, ah ha yes, yes I got it," he said, then he motioned for me to come to him, and I did.
He whispered in my ear, "I want you to make Mr. Sone want to fuck you, I'll watch." He studied my face then sent me out of the room.
I found Mr. Sone in the kitchen making a snack. I slipped in between him and the counter. My body began to quiver with fear and disgust for what I was about to do.
He stared at me with surprise then said "What do you want?"
I put my arms around his neck and kissed him. I felt him getting hard almost instantly. At first he didn't respond from shock, but soon he was kissing me back. He lifted me onto the counter, kissing me harder. I wrapped my legs around his back, and he took off my shirt and then his own. Then he took off my pants and started rubbing my crotch. He reached into my boxers and grabbed my cock, and roughly played with it. I began to pull back into some safe place in my mind. I watched the scene unfold before me like a bad porno.
I got off the counter and kneeled in front of him; I unzipped his pants and pulled them down, leaving him in his boxers. I pulled his cock out of his boxers and put my mouth around it. I whirled my tongue around it for a while until he pulled away; he picked me up and sat me on the table. He took off my boxers and then his own. He laid me down and then spread my legs open. He rammed into me and I cried out, then I started moaning with him and moving with him. Soon he came, filling my ass with his cum. I kissed him again then walked back to Mr. Josh's room still naked, where Mr. Josh joined me not long after.
"Not bad, I think you have proven yourself," he said, walking up to me and putting his hand on my face. "I think I'll let you be the slut you have been acting like, but for that to happen you must learn the rules." He walked to his dresser and pulled out a pair of small short shorts.
"Here they are:
#1. You don't do anything I haven't said you can. That means you can't leave or enter this room unless I say, you can't pee unless I say, and you can't move unless I say.
#2. You wear these shorts if you get to wear anything in this house.
#3. You get down on your knees for me whenever and wherever I please.
#4. You sleep on the floor in my room unless I say other wise.
#5. You don't speak back to me.
#6. Everyday when I come home I want you in this room waiting for me.
Got it?" I nodded.
"Oh, and one more thing, you address me as Master now."
I nodded and he pressed my head against his still hard crotch. He walked away from me, sitting on the bed. He grabbed my arm and roughly pulled me toward him. He pulled down his pants and boxers to reveal his hard cock, and held it out to me.
"This is your reward, if you follow the rules and I think that you deserve it I'll let you have some. Since you made up for being disobedient and did what I said, I have decided you can have it now, but I still want you to ask for it." I nodded.
"Please, master, let me suck your cock." he nodded and I took it and ran my tongue up and down it. Then I put my mouth around it, swirling my tongue, making him moan. I started to suck harder, my head bobbing up and down furiously. Soon he came in my mouth and I swallowed every last drop. He looked down at me smiling, and pulled me up into his lap. Mr. Josh turned and swung me on the bed. He lay on top of me, kissing me. He ran his tongue along my bottom lip and I let him into my mouth. His tongue conquered my mouth easily. I tried to kiss back, not sure of his wants and he nipped my tongue, so I just laid there and let him have his way with me. As he was kissing me he ran his fingers up and down my crack making me shiver. I moaned when he slipped two fingers into my hole. He started to move his fingers around and I started moaning like a whore. Soon my body tensed and I came between us. Mr. Josh got up.
"Lap up your mess bitch," he pointed to where my cum was on his stomach. I crawled toward him and started to lick it all off. When I was done, I licked my lips and pulled back but he stopped me and said, "I never said you could stop slut."
I continued to lick his stomach until he pushed me to the floor. He got dressed and said "I'll be back tonight. I want you to lay on the floor with your shorts on until I get back, but first go use the bathroom cause this is the only time I will let you go for a while."
I went to the bathroom, then put the shorts on and laid on the floor like he said and waited until he got back. He didn't get back until late, but I laid there even when my muscles cramped, scared of what would happen if I moved. While he was gone I began to think about the situation I was in and how I was going to get out. The more I thought about it the more panicked I became. I didn't want to be here, now or ever. I missed Josh and my dad; I just wanted to go home. I started sobbing to myself quietly. I hated Mr. Josh! I wanted to kill him. Most of all, I wanted him to take it all back, bring back my brother and my dad. It was my fault they were dead, my dirtiness was the reason they were dead.
He finally came in. I sat up and he walked to the bathroom. I heard the shower run, and when it stopped he walked out in a towel. He sat on the bed and put his head in his hands. I crawled towards him and laid my head on his knee. Half of me wanted to know what was wrong and the other half wished I had I knife so I could slit his throat. He looked up and smiled at me, and then he took me and held me in his arms. I felt him shake and I felt wet drops on my shoulder. I didn't move, I just let him cry. He pushed me back to the floor and yelled.
"This never happened!" he wiped his eyes. He put on some boxers, and got in bed, turning out the light. I curled up in a ball and tried to go to sleep.
Five minutes later the light was turned back on and Mr. Josh was at my side.
"Can you sleep with me and in the morning we pretend like it never happened?" I nodded and he picked me up and put me on one side of the bed, then got in on the other. I had finally decided Mr. Josh was crazy.
He pulled me close and held me tightly. He cried off and on until he fell asleep. I stayed awake holding him. At 5:00 am I remembered what he said about pretending it never happened so I got out of bed and laid on the floor. Although I couldn't sleep, I knew I wouldn't be in trouble for not pretending it never happened. At six he got up and I acted like I was asleep. He sat up in bed but didn't move and I felt his eyes on my back making me want to shiver. He got up and walked over to me; Mr. Josh knelt down in front of me and picked me up. I groaned, but didn't open my eyes, afraid of what might happened if he knew I was awake. He laid me down in bed and covered me up and kissed my head. I listened to him shower, dress, scribble something on a sheet of paper and stick it down on the bed side table. He kissed my cheek then left the room; I was thankful for the bed and fell asleep. I woke up two hours later and rubbed my eyes. I found what he had scribbled down on the table and read it, it said:
Jack,
When you wake up you may leave the room, only to get breakfast and lunch. You can read any book you would like in my room; you may sleep or just sit there but stay in the room.
Love,
Your master
I crumpled up his note and threw it away feeling slightly more dead inside. I got up and went to the kitchen and froze at what I saw. Mr. Sone had some man sucking his cock. I wasn't sure whether to leave or not, but I decided on leaving when Mr. Sone said, "Care to join us?"
I turned around and walked back to the bedroom and closed the door. I walked up to the book shelf and looked at all the books. I heard the door open and close. I didn't turn around, not even when a strong hand grabbed my crotch. The person started to rub my crotch and somehow found a way to get his fingers into my tight shorts. He swung me around and I realized it was Mr. Sone, and behind him was his 'friend' lying on Mr. Josh's bed naked, staring at me.
"Master won't like that you have some bitch on his bed." I said, choking on the word master. Mr. Sone slapped me.
"He won't mind as long as I don't make a mess, and that bitch is going to fuck you. So get on your knees whore, crawl to him and beg him to fuck you in the ass, got it."
"I'm not your bitch, Justin," he slapped me again.
"Yes you are, and how dare you call me that! I am your Master as much as Ryan is, now on your knees bitch." I was stuck. I didn't want to do this but I didn't know if Ryan would be mad if I didn't. Also, if Justin and Ryan were as close as I guessed, then Justin was probably right about the whole master thing. I glared at Mr. Sone but got on my knees anyway; better to be safe than sorry. I crawled to the side of the bed where Mr. Sone's friend waited.
"Please Master, fuck me," a smile appeared on the man's face and he nodded. He pulled me into his lap and onto the bed. He laid me down and unbuttoned my shorts. Pulling down my shorts, he spread my legs and immediately rammed in to me, making me cry out. He banged me for a while before Mr. Sone sat on my stomach, and pulled my head, neck, and upper back towards him. Then he shoved his dick in my mouth. He moved my head back and forth at the speed he wanted. Mr. Sone started moaning real loud and I saw that his friend was eating his ass out.
My mind started doing that drifting thing were it feels like I'm watching a movie, like I'm on auto pilot, where my body's there but my mind isn't. Mr. Sone shoved my face to his pelvis and moaned so loud it was like a scream as he filled my mouth with cum, that I swallowed immediately. He turned around on my stomach and started kissing his friend who was moaning loudly. Finally the man came with a powerful load causing him and me to cry out in pleasure. The man pulled out and spit on me, then left with Mr. Sone. I put my shorts back on and sat up. I decided to pretend that it hadn't happened by getting back in the covers and going to sleep. Unfortunately, I had a bad boner so I went to the bathroom and decided to take a shower. While in the shower I jacked off. When I finished, I got out of the shower and put my shorts back on, making sure not to get anything caught in the zipper because I wasn't aloud to wear boxers. I dried off my hair and went back to bed. This time I actually fell asleep.
I was woken up by the sound of Ryan taking a shower. I laid back down, closing my eyes, and listened to him move around the room. I heard his foot steps stop in front of me and I felt his breath on my face.
"Jack," he whispered. When I didn't move, he said it louder, "Jackie."
My eyes fluttered open, and I saw him squatting by the bed. "Have you been sleeping all day?" I nodded, and he grabbed me and kissed me, his tongue moved around my mouth and I realized what he was doing. I pulled back quickly.
"Would you like to share something with me, such as why it taste like semen in your mouth?" I nodded and he said, "Go right ahead."
"I woke up at eight and went to get some breakfast, but when I walked into the kitchen Master had some man sucking him off. He saw me and asked if I wanted to join. I shook my head and walked back to your room and closed the door and a couple minutes later someone came into the room and grabbed me from behind. The person grabbed my uh, my crotch and he started rubbing it then he put his fingers in my shorts. They spun me around and I realized it was Master; he had his friend on your bed. He told me to go to his friend and beg him to fuck me. I didn't want to, but I was scared you would get mad if I didn't so I did, but during when he was fucking me Master put his cock in my mouth and made me suck him off. I'm sorry I shouldn't blame Master, I'm a slut, I asked for it." Mr. Josh stood up and left the room. A couple a minutes later Justin came in and walked up to me, pinning me to the bed.
"Bitch, you are going to go tell Ryan that you lied, that I never said anything, that you came to us and begged for it. We thought you deserved it so we gave it to you. Got it?" I nodded and he left the room, only to come back seconds later. Justin brought Ryan back in and said "Listen to him he admitted to lying." Ryan looked at me.
"Is that true, did you lie?" I nodded then he added, before Justin could say I told you so," Did he threaten you?" I shook my head no and Mr. Josh walked up to me and slapped me.
"Don't lie to me!" he told Justin to leave and then he locked the door. He came back to me and slapped me again "Why did you lie to me?"
"Because I was ashamed," I said and he shook his head.
"I'm talking about why did you cover for Justin?"
"I didn't, Master is right, I lied."
"He's not your Master, I am, so don't lie to me to cover up for scum!" he spat.
"I'm sorry-"
He cut me off, "The first story you told was true wasn't it?" I nodded. "Good, now just don't lie to me, I know Justin is intimidating but don't let that stop you from telling me the truth, ever. Ok?" I nodded and he ruffled my hair, then he got up and left, several minutes later he came back with a very angry Justin.
"Apologize to him!" yelled Ryan and Justin shook his head no.
"NO, that's ok," I yelled. "I don't need or want one." Ryan looked irritated but nodded. He sent Justin out of the room and left himself to go get dinner. He came back minutes later and gave me some dinner. I ate in silence and I felt Ryan staring at me the entire time. I finally looked back at him but didn't say anything.
Ryan pulled me over to him; he sat me in his lap and buried his face into my chest.
"I'm so sorry!" he sobbed, "I never meant to hurt anyone, I just wanted you to love me, and now you hate me!"
I did hate him, I loathed him for everything he had done- for raping me, for killing Josh, for keeping me here with him.
"No I don't," I lied "I do love you, I want to be here with you." He looked at me.
"Do you like kissing me?" he asked suddenly, surprising me.
"Oh, um, I don't know."
"Hmm, well then how about this, I am going to go wait in the bathroom and if you do, get out of bed and come into the bathroom, if you don't, then don't come in and in 10 minutes time I'll come out and I'll know. Starting now," he said walking into the bathroom and closing the door behind him. He counted out the number of minutes I had left. I sat on the edge of the bed listening to him count the seconds of the last minute.
"15...14...13...12....." I got up and stood in front of the door willing myself to walk in and walk away at the same time. "5.....4....3.....2..." I opened the door and walked in closing it behind me, not really sure what I was thinking, but knowing it would only cause trouble. I looked up at Mr. Josh and he was smiling.
"Talk about waiting 'til the last second," I grinned a little but tried to shoot death rays through my eyes. "You're scared aren't you?" I nodded.
Of course I am! I screamed at him inside my head.
"Why?" I shrugged.
Because you have destroyed my life!
He lifted himself onto the sink counter and motioned me to come to him, and I did. I stopped when I was against the counter between his legs facing him. He put his hand firmly on my lower back right above my shorts; he slipped two fingers into them making me shudder. I stared at his chest until he used his other hand to tilt my chin up to look at his face.
His hand slipped across my face to the back of my head then pulled my head toward him. As our lips met he crushed my hips against the counter causing me to release a low moan. This time he waited for me to make the move and for some unknown reason I did. My tongue brushed against his bottom lip and he let me in. I could taste the gum he was chewing. I put my arms nervously around his neck causing his smile to broaden. He sat me in his lap, with his hand on my back, the other toying with my boxers. Our lips met again and we battled for ownership of each other's mouths. I could feel Mr. Josh's hard-on under me and I froze as I regained my senses. I realized Mr. Josh had pulled away.
"I'm sorry," I said, adverting my eyes away from his. He gently pushed my face toward him.
"It's ok, I won't push you, let's get you back, ok?"
Ryan pushed me into the room and I fell to the floor. He walked to the bed and sat down on the edge, motioning me to crawl toward him, and I did. When I got there he pulled my head into his lap and started petting my head.
He then pulled me up onto his lap and I curled up like a cat. He smiled, then laid on his back. I crawled up and laid on his chest, watching him doze off to sleep. Once he was asleep, I got off and laid on the ground dozing off.
I was awoken by the sound of someone entering the room. I kept my eyes closed and breathing even. The person knelt beside me and picked me up. I groaned slightly but did not stir. They carried me out to the dark hallway and into another room. They laid me on the bed and took off my shorts, and then they tied me up with ropes binding my feet together and my hands behind my back.
I heard them leave and come back; they took something and stuffed it in my mouth then covered it with some sort of tape. They picked me up again and this time carried me out the front door. The person laid me in a car then closed the door. They got in on the other side in the front and drove off. We drove for so long I actually fell asleep, but woke up when they stopped the car. Once again they picked me up and brought me back into a building of some sort. I was laid down on something soft then they left and drove off. I waited for five minutes listening for any sounds but didn't hear any so I opened my eyes. I was on a sofa in some house and had duck tape over my mouth. I tried to sit up but couldn't, so I decided for the time being to make use of the sofa and sleep. I fell asleep almost instantly.
I was awoken by a sting across my mouth. Someone had ripped off the duck tape. I spit out the rag that was in my mouth, my eyes opened and right there in front of my face was some man's cock. I looked up and I saw the man's face. It made me gasp; it was Justin's friend that had raped me. He grabbed my arm and sat me up right and I saw a disturbing sight. The entire room was full of naked men, blowing each other, fucking, kissing, any sexual position you could think of was being accomplished in the room. I saw more guys in the hallway and guessed they were all over the house. The man stared down on me lustfully but didn't touch me. Not long after the front door opened and Justin came in he looked over at me and grinned. As he walked toward me I stood up, almost falling over, and yelled at him.
"Take me back!" I yelled, but no one seemed to care. A few stopped what they were doing to watch but others continued ignoring me.
"You don't give orders, I do!" he yelled back. More began to stop what they were doing to watch but I didn't care.
"Why did you take me?"
"Because you lied!"
"I told Ryan the truth!"
"I don't care, I told you to cover for me!"
"I tried, but he already knew you idiot!"
"How dare you talk to me like that!" he spat and almost everyone was watching us now.
"Your right, Ryan told me to call you, oh what was it, scum," I said coolly.
"If he said that then I'll teach the bitch a lesson." I laughed.
"You'd teach him a lesson? If it weren't for me you might be dead right now, but no, I saved your ass and saved you from humiliation. You should be thanking me!" Justin flushed with anger.
"I was going to select five people to fuck you then take you back as punishment, forcing you to tell Ryan you ran away, but now since you pissed me off you have to get every single person in this house to fuck you before you can leave!" I started struggling to get my hands untied from behind my back.
Justin laughed, "Frightened?" I stopped moving.
"Do your worst." He bent down so we were face to face then smiled.
"Your choice, who do you want first?" I spat in his face and he slapped me.
"Let's make it everyone twice and guess what, that means you have one week to get 112 people to fuck you or I hunt down anyone you hold dear and slit their throats. So get started slut!" he walked off and a man came up to me, and forced me on my back. He fucked me till he was done. I didn't moan, I was to busy trying to slip out of the ropes. I only got 16 people done that day but if I could keep it up I could get them all done in a week.
My ass hurt. I was fucked till I bled and till cum was leaking out my ass. When this happened, Justin would collect it in a cup, and said it would be breakfast on my last day. I couldn't fall asleep no matter how tired I was because I was still surrounded by naked men.
I sat up the next morning and people who were already awake fucked me. I got 7 out of the way in the morning. By the time they were done a lot more were awake, so I spent the rest of the day being fucked. I got 20 out of the way that day but was really tired. I fell asleep instantly, with the slimy feeling of all the cum up my ass.
I was awoken on the third day by someone on top of me, fucking me. I didn't move, I just laid there, letting everyone come and go like a slut. The pain was getting worse with every bang. That day I got 12 done, 48 in total so far.
The next morning I was once again awoken by someone fucking me but the pain was gone, so I started moaning, making them bang faster and harder. I didn't bleed any more and I got 34 done. I continued every day and on the last day when the last man had had his second turn I collapsed. Justin came to me with the cup.
"Drink it and I'll take you home." I took the cup from him but didn't look at the stuff inside. I brought it to my mouth and swallowed all of the slimy liquid.
"Good, I hope you learned your lesson." I nodded and he gave me a shower and something to wear, then he put me in the car and began to drive.
"Ok, when we get back I'll tell Ryan that I found you sleeping on a bench in the park, you ran away. Ok?" I nodded, "good, add what you want like your reason, but don't tell him anything that really happened." I nodded.
As we drove I dozed off; when we got there he got out of the car and pulled me out as well. He grabbed my arm and walked us up the steps. When we got in he led me to Ryan's bed room where he was sleeping.
"Ryan," said Justin waking Ryan up. Ryan looked at me with furious eyes.
"Where was he?"
"I found him in the park on a bench asleep."
"Thank you Justin, I'll take it from here," he said. Justin nodded and left, giving me a warning glance that Ryan didn't see. "Why did you run?"
"I don't know," I said quietly.
"Well then I think you owe me one thing and that's honesty," I nodded and he continued. "I'll ask you one question and you need to answer it truthfully ok?" I nodded.
"Did Justin take you or did you run?" I shook my head.
"No, I ran."
"He did, didn't he?" I shook my head.
"No I ran--"
"You are the worst liar in the history of liars, where did he take you?"
"I ran!"
"What did he do--"
"STOP!" Ryan looked at me surprised, "I ran."
"Why are you covering for that scum?"
"I ran because I hate you! I hate what you did to my brother! I hate what you did to me, so I RAN!"
"He did something so bad that you really won't fess up, hmmm? What was it? He raped you? Did he get other people to rape you?"
"How many times do I have to say it before you believe me?" I yelled. He looked at me with sad eyes.
"If you don't tell me I will have to punish you, for 'running'," he said "Or would a better word be lying?"
"Punish me if you must, Ryan," I spat coldly. "But make sure you remember it was because I ran."
Ryan growled at me. He got up and grabbed a whip from the closet. He came back to me and stripped me of my clothes then he started whipping me. It stung like a bitch and Ryan did it for a hour, 'til not one single spot on my back didn't have a cut on it. By the time he was done I was crying and bleeding. He took a hand cuff and put one on my wrist, the other on the bed post so I couldn't move. Then he took the key and placed it on the dresser.
"If you can reach it you can leave and until you can, you're stuck here being whipped for two hours everyday." He left the room and then the house. The house then had an eerie silence to it. I stood up and reached to the dresser.
