A/N: Sorry it has taken quite a bit longer than I had hoped. But I am glad
I can actually post a chapter! Hope you like this chapter although it maybe
a bit violent, not a 'R' but maybe a 'PG-13' for language, and violence.
Okay enough with that hope you all have fun reading this.
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~*~ Disclaimer: See chapter one ~*~
~*~ Chapter three: Threatened With Torture ~*~
As soon as Mena entered her room she sat down and flipped on the television. She changed the channels until she ended up on the news. Which she disliked. But she felt she needed to watch it.
~ 'A party in the area of Vankoo county was broken up earlier this evening. Sources say that alcohol was be provided to minors. The Vankoo police had broken up the party an hour after this illegal festivity had began. Although-'~
Mena angrily flipped her television off. She pulled the ratty bed covers back and she slid in. She felt the need to sleep, but her body began to think of the eeriest of things. Those things and others made her stay awake. So she furiously puffed.
"What if he finds me?" She thought. "He won't he won't. but what if he does?"
"Oh shut up brain!" She yelled aloud.
She sat up in the bed and scooted back against the wall. She grabbed the remote that she had sat on top of the dresser, which was next to the bed. She flipped the television on so that she could get rid of the annoyance of her thoughts.
~ 'And the police say they have a suspect. A twenty-five year old male, who presently goes by the name of Doug Martin. He was previously put in confinement, but earlier this morning he had escaped. He has baffled authorities by this. "He was just gone," Guy Brown, the sheriff of Vankoo stated. ~
"What the hell?" Mena questioned shakily as she scooted closer to the television.
~ 'Please, this is an advisory, do not turn this channel, this demonstration could save you'~
"A commercial!" Mena shouted. "Shit!"
Then she curved her head at the door as she thought she heard a knock at her door. And she quickly turned the T.V. off. And sure enough another knock came to her door.
"Who is it?" Mena asked.
"It is the manager. This room was supposed to be open. No one is supposed to be in here miss," The deep voice of the man said between the foot of wood that separated them.
"Well? What am I supposed to do?"
"Ma'am, I need to check the pipes."
Mena looked around then gave in.
"Alright!" She puffed.
She slowly walked over to the door and unlocked it. But before she could open it, it burst open. And a hand gripped around her neck before she could move.
"Miss me?" A deep raspy voice questioned.
"Dkkoug," She struggled to say.
"Yes my love?"
He put his free hand to her face and moved a piece of hair out of the way. Mena began to kick violently. She tried to move her hands, but it wouldn't work. All she could do was try to breath.
"Please, le'kugh't me go," she coughed out.
"NO!" He shouted. "I want to see you suffer."
He brought her close to him and then swung her over towards the bed. He slammed the door shut and locked it. He then walked leisurely over to the side of the bed that she was on.
"Now tell me that you love me!" He demanded.
"No!" Mena spat. "You ass hole!"
Mena at that moment tried to jump at Doug. But a hand flew across her face without a flinch. She grabbed her face and huddled herself in the corner of the bed side.
"Oh baby, come on." He started. "I love you and I don't want to hurt you. But you make it so hard."
Mena stared blankly into his darkened evil eyes. She grew strong enough to make a come back.
"I-I, you beat me and you think I am going to love you, of course is that what you mean by hard?" She retorted.
"Yes you bitch, that is what I love to hear, a little insight once in a while."
"All the insight you need is right here," Mena said as she raised her middle finger to him.
"You will regret ever doing that," He threatened.
"Will I? Get the hell out of my room!" Mena shouted pointing to the door.
"NO!" he said angrily and then slapped her again.
Her eyes were blinded by pain and he came at her. He grabbed her arms and quickly tied them up to the posts of the bed. She kicked her legs rapidly but it wasn't enough to not get caught. He gripped her legs and tied them to the end posts of the bed.
"Now you love me. I am going to take something you should have given me!" He shouted.
He shoved a handkerchief into her mouth for a gag. He hopped on top of her and began to kiss her neck. But it was no kiss of love. He backed off of her and she noticed blood over his lips. He had taken a bite out of her neck and blood was trickling out. Her eyes filled with fear as she began to squirm.
After he took that chunk out. He began to rip her clothes off with his hands. He brought his hand to her neck then began to choke her again. He was gripping her neck harder than ever, and she could only wheeze out breaths. But then he let go, and she coughed immensely.
"Now what should you have as permanent mark of me?" He thought aloud.
He pulled out something from behind him. And then he revealed it. It was a small package of matches.
Mena's eyes widened in fear. He lit a match and flew in onto her chest. She screamed in pain but the gag muffled it. But the match slowly went out. He began to light another one. He threw it again and it burned her skin. A tear trickled down her face as she cried into the handkerchief.
Blood was still slowly seeping from her neck and the burns on her chest began to get worse as he repeated this torture a few more times. He then threw the matches and began to kiss her forcefully again.
He began to tear off his clothing in-between each horrible kiss he gave to her.
~*~ Later~*~
"Thank you," Doug said coldly.
Mena was still tied up. But she was in a ball of shame, still crying.
"Oh, did you want to speak?" He said to her with a laugh.
He began to put his clothing on and he smiled coyly at her.
"Mmm," Mena mumbled with the gag in her mouth.
He walked over to her and took the gag from her mouth.
"You fucking ass hole!" Mena shouted with pain.
"Oh really, well I will just leave you here, because I am an asshole." He said roughly as he forced the gag back into her mouth.
He was now fully dressed and was seconds from leaving when someone broke the door down and it flew to the floor.
Doug was quickly brought down to the ground.
"POLICE!" They shouted. "Doug Martin, stay down, you are under arrest. Men yelled furiously at Doug, as Mena lay on the bed. She was still without clothes.
~*~ Disclaimer: See chapter one ~*~
~*~ Chapter three: Threatened With Torture ~*~
As soon as Mena entered her room she sat down and flipped on the television. She changed the channels until she ended up on the news. Which she disliked. But she felt she needed to watch it.
~ 'A party in the area of Vankoo county was broken up earlier this evening. Sources say that alcohol was be provided to minors. The Vankoo police had broken up the party an hour after this illegal festivity had began. Although-'~
Mena angrily flipped her television off. She pulled the ratty bed covers back and she slid in. She felt the need to sleep, but her body began to think of the eeriest of things. Those things and others made her stay awake. So she furiously puffed.
"What if he finds me?" She thought. "He won't he won't. but what if he does?"
"Oh shut up brain!" She yelled aloud.
She sat up in the bed and scooted back against the wall. She grabbed the remote that she had sat on top of the dresser, which was next to the bed. She flipped the television on so that she could get rid of the annoyance of her thoughts.
~ 'And the police say they have a suspect. A twenty-five year old male, who presently goes by the name of Doug Martin. He was previously put in confinement, but earlier this morning he had escaped. He has baffled authorities by this. "He was just gone," Guy Brown, the sheriff of Vankoo stated. ~
"What the hell?" Mena questioned shakily as she scooted closer to the television.
~ 'Please, this is an advisory, do not turn this channel, this demonstration could save you'~
"A commercial!" Mena shouted. "Shit!"
Then she curved her head at the door as she thought she heard a knock at her door. And she quickly turned the T.V. off. And sure enough another knock came to her door.
"Who is it?" Mena asked.
"It is the manager. This room was supposed to be open. No one is supposed to be in here miss," The deep voice of the man said between the foot of wood that separated them.
"Well? What am I supposed to do?"
"Ma'am, I need to check the pipes."
Mena looked around then gave in.
"Alright!" She puffed.
She slowly walked over to the door and unlocked it. But before she could open it, it burst open. And a hand gripped around her neck before she could move.
"Miss me?" A deep raspy voice questioned.
"Dkkoug," She struggled to say.
"Yes my love?"
He put his free hand to her face and moved a piece of hair out of the way. Mena began to kick violently. She tried to move her hands, but it wouldn't work. All she could do was try to breath.
"Please, le'kugh't me go," she coughed out.
"NO!" He shouted. "I want to see you suffer."
He brought her close to him and then swung her over towards the bed. He slammed the door shut and locked it. He then walked leisurely over to the side of the bed that she was on.
"Now tell me that you love me!" He demanded.
"No!" Mena spat. "You ass hole!"
Mena at that moment tried to jump at Doug. But a hand flew across her face without a flinch. She grabbed her face and huddled herself in the corner of the bed side.
"Oh baby, come on." He started. "I love you and I don't want to hurt you. But you make it so hard."
Mena stared blankly into his darkened evil eyes. She grew strong enough to make a come back.
"I-I, you beat me and you think I am going to love you, of course is that what you mean by hard?" She retorted.
"Yes you bitch, that is what I love to hear, a little insight once in a while."
"All the insight you need is right here," Mena said as she raised her middle finger to him.
"You will regret ever doing that," He threatened.
"Will I? Get the hell out of my room!" Mena shouted pointing to the door.
"NO!" he said angrily and then slapped her again.
Her eyes were blinded by pain and he came at her. He grabbed her arms and quickly tied them up to the posts of the bed. She kicked her legs rapidly but it wasn't enough to not get caught. He gripped her legs and tied them to the end posts of the bed.
"Now you love me. I am going to take something you should have given me!" He shouted.
He shoved a handkerchief into her mouth for a gag. He hopped on top of her and began to kiss her neck. But it was no kiss of love. He backed off of her and she noticed blood over his lips. He had taken a bite out of her neck and blood was trickling out. Her eyes filled with fear as she began to squirm.
After he took that chunk out. He began to rip her clothes off with his hands. He brought his hand to her neck then began to choke her again. He was gripping her neck harder than ever, and she could only wheeze out breaths. But then he let go, and she coughed immensely.
"Now what should you have as permanent mark of me?" He thought aloud.
He pulled out something from behind him. And then he revealed it. It was a small package of matches.
Mena's eyes widened in fear. He lit a match and flew in onto her chest. She screamed in pain but the gag muffled it. But the match slowly went out. He began to light another one. He threw it again and it burned her skin. A tear trickled down her face as she cried into the handkerchief.
Blood was still slowly seeping from her neck and the burns on her chest began to get worse as he repeated this torture a few more times. He then threw the matches and began to kiss her forcefully again.
He began to tear off his clothing in-between each horrible kiss he gave to her.
~*~ Later~*~
"Thank you," Doug said coldly.
Mena was still tied up. But she was in a ball of shame, still crying.
"Oh, did you want to speak?" He said to her with a laugh.
He began to put his clothing on and he smiled coyly at her.
"Mmm," Mena mumbled with the gag in her mouth.
He walked over to her and took the gag from her mouth.
"You fucking ass hole!" Mena shouted with pain.
"Oh really, well I will just leave you here, because I am an asshole." He said roughly as he forced the gag back into her mouth.
He was now fully dressed and was seconds from leaving when someone broke the door down and it flew to the floor.
Doug was quickly brought down to the ground.
"POLICE!" They shouted. "Doug Martin, stay down, you are under arrest. Men yelled furiously at Doug, as Mena lay on the bed. She was still without clothes.
