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Chapter four

Total humiliation

"Wake up!"

She jumped with a start and stared at the mad clown in front of her, dressed in only an overcoat and purple pants, even his shoes were off.

"I'm going somewhere and your coming with me." he growled.

"What about clothes?" I asked.

"You won't be needing them. Now get up."

She was about to reply that she was tied up and couldn't but blushed at her own stupidity once she noticed that he had already untied her and she had just been laying there.

She sat up and attempted to stand but was rather weak, she soon realized that she hadn't eaten for a while. Her stomach growled loudly, and she looked at the clown who was staring at her expectantly.

She gently stood on shaky legs and took a step towards him. She almost collapsed when he caught her and pulled her to him, forcing her to walk with him as he moved. She did her best to help him but it was useless. She was so weak.

"Is weakness your virtue or just a vice?" he giggled, before pulling her up till her arm was around his neck, his other arm resting under her broken right one.

She shivered at how close his hand was to her breast.

He smiled as she shivered, seeming to know why she had done so. As if to make her even more uncomfortable on purpose, he moved his hand closer, cupping her gently.

"Please don't!" she cried, dropping all her body weight on him on her attempt to get his hand to move, instead he merely dropped her on the floor, and as her sore arm bumped the floor before she landed on it a scream escaped from her mouth, carrying on down the hall that was just outside the door.

"You listen to me, precious." he said kneeling down to her, licking his lip; she looked away and stared blankly at the floor in front of her.

Her arm throbbed and she sat up off of it, before tears of pain filled her eyes. She tried to keep them but the angry tears came to and she was soon quietly crying.

He wiped the tears away, surprising her out of her thought of getting home after she killed him.

"I'll do whatever I want to you, and your just gonna sit there and take it. You should have felt happiness as I ran a hand over your tit. I didn't do it with any of the others and well, in the state your in your in no condition for rejecting me anyway." he purred.

She just nodded and stared up at him, waiting for his next move. He stood and grabbed her by her hair, pulling her onto her shaky legs again. Afraid he would drop her again, she clung to his jacket with her good hand.

"Ha, ha, let go, I won't drop you if you behave." he chuckled, darkly. She refused to let go. He used his free hand to pry her off and then wrapped her arm around his neck. Smiling at her he then slide his free hand under her knee and bending down in a rather awkward position stood straight up, now carrying her in his arms.

She stared at the walls they passed by as he carried her out of the room. Traveling did not seem to go as quickly as she had hoped it would, for one she was in terrible pain and after all the pain he had caused her, she didn't want to be even near the man carrying her.

"where are we going?" she asked hoping that talking would make time go by faster.

"You'll see when we get there." he breathed.

She stared at the makeup that was on his face, looking to see if she could identify him without any makeup and found that she could not.