Isabell let out an ear-piercing scream, although it was slightly muffled by the bag. The shadow flung open the door; letting in a spine chilling autumn breeze. Being thrown over his/her shoulder once again; Isabell started to squirm and wiggle to get free. The tazzer zapped her upper and lower thighs. "Bitch would you stop moving." Isabell continued to scream until her throat and lungs burned.
The heavy door slammed as the shadow entered a room. Isabell was thrown onto a king sized mattress. Handcuffs were tightly placed on her wrist and ankles. He was spreading her body out in the shape of an "X". She strained her voice to let out a round of screams. The shadow pistol whipped her right cheek. Isabell hung her head low, her cheek burning and covered in blood.
"Listen here bitch, you are mine now. Forget your family, friends and the town you came from." He spat those words like venom in her ear.
" Who are you? What are you?"
"Your Master" he replied while placing a kiss on her lips.
Isabell bit his lip to keep him from going any further. "Ohh you bitch" He stood and unbuckled his belt. He ran the cold square buckle across her legs. "Bad girls deserve to be punished." She screamed as the buckle branded her upper and lower thighs. Isabell was terrified but covered in goosebumps.
YOU ARE READING
Illegal Satisfaction
Teen Fiction"Why does this turn me on?" Isabell wondered. A normal girl who does the same old same old is taken to the unfamiliar. He will blow her mind and use her . But she loves it. He is her first and she will obey...sometimes.
