A/N: I thought of not making any author's note on this one, cause I don't really have much to say about this chapter. But anyway, thanks for all the reviews and I hope you keep reviewing *.* I like hearing your opinions.
JJ didn't know for how long she had been in there, hanging by her arms, but her fists were so numb she couldn't feel them.
Her captor had left the room after turning on the computer and the camera and hadn't come back since. She could see the filming of herself on whatever website that was and entries popping up on what looked like a chat box at the side on the video streaming, though she couldn't read what was written.
Suddenly the man walked in the room again. He was wearing a ski mask only with his eyes and mouth exposed. JJ looked at him and decided to provoke him.
- You know, if you were wearing that ridiculous thing in your face earlier I'd have come to you even easily, only it would be to make a fourth hole in there with a bullet! – She said with a smirk.
He reacted to her provocation and came closer to her, his hands landed around her neck, squeezing it.
- If I were you, I'd behave. Let's see if in a few hours you'll still be so provocative, agent. – he said, smiling and then letting go of her neck.
Passing a hand through the blonde's hair he continued:
- I like you, agent. I'll try and be as nice as I can to you today, but you have to cope, ok?
JJ didn't move a muscle. She kept staring at him, with anger all over her deep blue eyes.
- Now, let's check what I'll be doing tonight. – And as he headed over to his computer, JJ could hear the small laughter coming from his lips.
He turned to face her again, and without her seeing it coming, he punched her stomach, causing her to gasp in pain as she bent over all that her restraints allowed her.
She lifted her head up just in time to receive the left hand punch that hit her straight in the nose. An unbearable pain streamed through her body as she heard it crack and felt the tang of blood in her lips.
- What the fuck…? – She said, looking up again at the grinning man in front of her, stroking his left hand knuckles with the right hand.
- I'm sorry Jenny, but they were the ones who asked for it. – he said making a fake pity stare at her.
- Who the hell are they? – JJ yelled, regretting to have done so the second after as the man moved in her direction grabbing each side of her blouse's collar.
- Well, your fans Jenny. – he whispered onto her ear.
Then he pulled her blouse with both hands, causing the buttons to fly in every direction, and leaving her white bra and her belly exposed. He ran his fingers from her neck down to her stomach, where a bruise was already forming, then he moved them to her back as he pressed his body into hers, kissing and licking her neck. A look of disgust invaded JJ's face as she tried in vain to release herself from the chains and ropes, and especially from the man pressing her against the pole.
- Get off of me! – she shouted desperately, and for her surprise he did so.
His eyes locked with hers, in a wolf and lamb kind of way, and JJ could swear his eyes turned red in that moment, causing chills up and down her spine. Only after she realized the red glare in his eyes was a reflection coming from something that he had picked from the floor seconds before. It was an electric branding iron. She hadn't notice it, but it had been heating up for a while now. The irons head was now red as fire. Understanding what he was going to do with it, she started panicking.
- No, no, no! – watching him come towards her with the branding iron in hand, she did, for the first time that night, what she had promised herself she wouldn't at any cost. – Please, don't do that! No!
He ignored her begging and craved the iron deep in her skin right under her right breast, in her ribs. She creamed out loud, her eyes wide open, looking at the ceiling, involuntarily asking for some kind of relief to that pain. Two tears fell to her cheeks and she clenched her teeth as her torturer kept craving the heated metal deeper into her flesh.
When he finally took it off, the pain was even more excruciating as she felt bits on skin and flesh being ripped along with the iron. The tears of pure pain were falling through her face uncontrollably and she couldn't stop sobbing.
He cleaned the blood and tears in her face and licked them from his fingers, smiling.
- You're sick! – she said, not being able to look him in the eyes this time.
The man laughed at her and went back to the computer for a while. JJ tried to forget the pain her body was feeling and concentrate her efforts on one thing, "It's impossible to get rid of this chains, but maybe I can get free from the ropes. C'mon JJ, he's not looking now, you can do this."
- Don't get bored Jenny, we're not finished yet. – the man said, turning back to her again.
"C'mon JJ! Oh God please, give me a hand in here!" She kept trying to get free of the ropes tying her feet, not bothering anymore with the fact that he was looking at her. Then suddenly she felt it, one of the loops got through her ankle to her sole. She tried not to make any expression that would make him suspect anything and she carefully kept trying to get her legs free. "I'm almost there… c'mon"
- Oh I'm not bored – she said to distract him and at the same time to get him closer to her. – I'm dying to see what's coming. Actually I think I know what's coming next. – he did exactly as she wanted.
- Really? And what is it then, Jenny? – he asked smirking.
- You crawling on the floor like a little rat! – She shouted, kicking him in between his legs with all the strength she had. Her captor got back a few steps, with a growl recoiled and knelt with his hand grabbing his now "damaged material".
JJ knew she wouldn't go far with that attempt, but at least she would show him who he was dealing with, and embarrass him in front of his "audience". She couldn't avoid the little pride smile in her face.
- You little bitch! – He yelled as he got up and ran towards her.
She fought back, trying to kick him with her legs, but he managed to evade the kicks, and made JJ stop fighting as a cold blade reached her neck.
- One more of your fucking kicks and I'll cut your throat open. – he said, strangely calm.
The angry look in her eyes just became stronger. She wanted to keep fighting him, but as he pressed the knife harder to her neck, she obeyed.
He then let go but, punishing her for her action, he stuck the knife in her right leg. Another loud scream filled the room as tears invaded her eyes.
- Now, don't you dare moving or I'll plunge it somewhere else! – he said, taking the knife off her now bleeding leg and kneeling down to tie her ankles together again, even tighter than before.
When he finished he pressed her against the pole with his own body again and held the knife near her cheek, stroking her face from cheek to chin with the bloody blade.
- You know, they want to see more of your blood – he said, softly moving the knife's blade through her other cheek as well – Craving little bastards, aren't they? – he asked laughing at her wide open blue eyes and startled breathing.
JJ didn't say a word, she stared deep in his eyes, trying not to seem scared or weak.
- So, I can't tell them no, but if you apologize for that little incident I can be very gentle. – he said as the smile on his face disappeared and an angry stare took it's place. – Say you're sorry Jennifer.
No word came from JJ's mouth, which triggered something on the man that she hadn't seen on him till that moment. He laughed again slowly moved the knife's sharp edge to JJ's arm, cutting her skin from her elbow all the way to her armpit as he said again:
- Say you're sorry sweetheart.
JJ closed her eyes and grinned her teeth, trying to deal with the ache. When he stopped she reopened her eyes and, looking back at him, she answered with one single word:
- Never!
She knew it wasn't the wiser thing to say, but no way would she give in to his demand. She had already begged once, she wasn't going to give him that satisfaction again.
As she expected, her captor snapped when he didn't get the answer he wanted and, obviously, she was going to pay for it.
"One, two, three, four,…" She started counting but with all the suffering flooding every inch of her body she lost count of the number of punches, pokes and kicks he gave her. Her lungs were desperately trying to find space to breath as her rib cage seemed to be shrinking at each blow that hit her.
Her nose started bleeding again, and her right eyebrow slit open with the last thump of his "combo". "The mother fucker is left handed" she thought before her body shut down from all the wounds and pain.
- I warned you to behave, Jenny. – He said to the now unconscious and beaten body in front of him.
The "Blind Man" tipped one last message before disabling the chat box for that night: "The action returns at 5:30pm. I'll be waiting for your suggestions."
A/N: So what did you think of this chapter?