Total pages in book: 51
Estimated words: 45971 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 230(@200wpm)___ 184(@250wpm)___ 153(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 45971 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 230(@200wpm)___ 184(@250wpm)___ 153(@300wpm)
I should’ve known I wouldn’t get away with swearing at him, but what did he expect?
I tried scooting back on the thin mattress but he just grabbed my ankles and pulled me back towards him. I kicked at his hands, ignoring the pain between my thighs but all that got me were his nails digging into my ankles, before I found myself thrown to my back with my legs hoisted in the air.
It was then I noticed the hooks in the wall overhead and on the wall behind me. He made short work of tying one rope around each of my ankles before attaching them to two hooks in the wall.
Next were my arms and my screams and rants did nothing to deter him as he gave them the same treatment. When he was done I was left with my legs spread in the air with my ass and pussy exposed to his eyes while my arms had been tied to the wall behind me.
I swore at him and promised all kinds of retribution but he said nothing as he got to his feet and walked away. My eyes widened when he returned, this time with what looked like a switch. “I warned you didn’t I Alyssa, about that mouth.”
Pain shot across the bottoms of my feet as he brought it down twice in rapid succession across first one foot, then the other. Tears burned and fell as the searing pain ripped through me. Just as fast as it started it ended, leaving behind a sort of tingling numbness. I whimpered in self-pity while behind tear- drenched eyes I plotted his demise.
“That is your punishment for speaking to me in such a manner. Every time you disobey or disrespect me in anyway you may expect more of the same.” That was all he said before he turned and left the room. And why the fuck was he looking upset, like he was the one who’d just got zapped, or like it was my fault he’d had to do it? Asshole!
I looked around with wild eyes for any means of escape, but a few tugs of the rope on my legs and arms told me I was well and truly tied. He’d spoken the truth about the change in society, but that did not make it right. I had fooled myself into thinking that I was safe. My family was once numbered among the wealthy and privileged.
We still lived in a decent neighborhood and I hadn’t yet been subjected to some of the scarier shit most of my peers were facing on a day to day basis. All of that combined had given me a false sense of safety and my natural stubbornness assured me that I’d never fall prey to any of the degenerate bullshit that ran rampant these days. Now here I am.
My mouth has been getting me out of shit for as long as I can remember so if he thinks for one second I’m gonna roll over and play dead while he gets his sick kicks, he can kiss my lily white ass.
11
Alyssa
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I laid there fuming as I imagined all the things I would do to him to make him pay. I didn’t care that he was handsome, or that his body made me weak. Stupid female hormones! And how dare he imply I’m not worthy to be someone’s wife? I’m just as worthy to be a wife as any of the hags he and his kind run around with. I’m damned if I’m going to be a breeder for his over indulged ass. He and his wife can go fuck themselves.
I imagined some rail thin creature with no redeeming qualities whatsoever, which is what our society’s made up of these days. My friends and I used to laugh at such females who starved themselves near to death to stay thin while the rest of the population was dying of hunger. What idiots.
But no. He wouldn’t go for that would he? Someone like him, with his looks and wealth would find someone more suitable. I didn’t see him settling down with one of those hybrid trolls that looked like their faces had gone through a wind tunnel from all the work they’d had done to fit into some mold that didn’t make a lick of sense.
She’d be beautiful and funny and…The imaginary woman was beginning to piss me the hell off and I still didn’t care what she looked like or how much money her daddy had, she was still no better than me.
Damn! I tired myself out with my anger and my tummy was rumbling with hunger. The pain meds were starting to wear off and I could feel each place where he’d pierced my skin. My face blushed as I thought of the significance of all that he’d done to my body. I couldn’t turn but had to stay flat on my back with my legs spread, which wasn’t the most dignified position, especially not with a sex crazed maniac on the loose. Asshole jerk!