Painless
Analise's unconscious body was slumped against the wooden wall. He sat on the chair watching her. Yes. He had made the right choice she was perfect. She began to stir from her blackened state. He took the rope binding her ankles. He felt the hard shape on her calf. He dropped the rope suddenly. Lifting her trouser leg he saw what lay beneath. The black barrel of the gun that was strapped to her. Quickly he pulled it out of its pouch throwing it across the room. He didn't need it. He knew she would comply. They always did.
The cold wind blew through the boards and onto her back. She breathed in deeply. The room was silent. She was no longer at the school. Where was she? Slowly she opened her eyes. She pulled back from the grinning face that was pressed close to hers and kicked out. His smile was gone. He looked confused. She felt the tight rope around her wrists and ankles. His hand slammed down on her knees. She yelled out as he forced them down. Breathing in close to her ear he pushed her copper hair away from her neck tracing the buttons of her blouse. She squirmed under his clammy finger. 'Tut tut tut, stay still now, I'm not here to hurt you. I need you to do something for me.' His hot breath purring on her neck. He pushed his lips against her forcefully. She shut her eyes tight shoving the animal away. He laughed biting onto her lip. He continued to kiss her passionately. She pulled away then throwing her head forward knocking the beast off balance. He sat on the floor smirking happily at her. 'Up' he commanded. 'Up up up UP.' He screamed pulling her to a standing position.
She glanced at her surroundings quickly. She appeared to be in some kind of barn. There was a single chair opposite her and that was it. Simple nothing more.
The tall man strode towards her hands curling around a kitchen knife. She backed slowly to the wall. 'I told you I wasn't going to hurt you' He whispered as he reached her. Steadily he started to saw at the thick rope. The moved away settling the knife beside the chair. As he bent down Analise ran for the large bashing against it, struggling with the lock. 'No no no no! NO!' She screamed as she was pulled backwards by the collar of her shirt. He let go throwing her against the wall. She gasped desperately for oxygen. The movement of his bony fingers made her shiver. With each button her undid he counted. 'One.' 'Two.' 'Three.' 'Four.' Five.' 'Six.' The soft material fell from her shoulders and onto the floor. She starred at the heap of material as his hands poked and prodded Tristen's bruises and scars. Finally he reached the tape. He stopped fingers tracing the edge. He began to pull at the bottom corner. 'No, please I-' 'Let me see you.' There was a quick ripping sound as he pulled away the bandage. That's when she struck. Kneeing him in the chest forcing him to double over, he grabbed at her skin fingers closing around what the bandage had hidden. She called out ask he broke the scab, striking the side of his face with her elbow. His grip released. She ran again for the door. His laugh was tin like and empty as he reached her. She was scrambling trying to force the heavy door open. A knife came to her throat and pushed. Her heart was racing. How had this happened?
As the man walked her back the chair she thought of her team. They would find her; they had to, it was their job. Slumping onto the seat the knife was removed from her throat. His face came in front of hers again as he tied her feet to the legs of the chair. She could still feel the pain of her burn where his fingers had been. Once again he tuted waving a finger in front of her nose 'I'm afraid I'm going to have to hurt you now. You see I can't have you misbehaving.' His large hand was pressed against her breast plate. As he pushed down she whimpered softly. 'Oh?' His voice was playful but her didn't stop crushing her. There was a crunch followed by excruciating pain. She screamed in agony as he continued to press down. His lips moved but she didn't hear his cruel word. The pain overwhelming her, the blackness came.