Can't Escape

Chapter 8

"No! No! Let me go! Let me go!" I screamed, trying to throw myself out of Tomás' arms. The mysterious man in the car got out. It turned out to be Alejandro! Tomás handed me over to Alejandro, who slammed me on the ground.

He started tying my arms and legs with rope, while sitting on my back. He also gagged me. He picked up my weakened body and tossed me like an unwanted doll. Into the backseat.

"I'm rough on people I'm pissed off at." He said, as he closed the doors.

Alejandro and Tomás got inside the truck. I stared at the backs off their heads, in fear. This was my third attempt to escape. I feared that Alejandro wouldn't be gentle. Was he going to kill me?! Am I going to be tortured?

I silently cried. I prayed that I would leave, someday.

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3 And Half Hours Later...

"Wake up, sweetie."

I began to stir. I didn't want to wake up. Not now.

I suddenly felt a thin object come into to contact with my legs.

And it hurt like Hell.

"Wake the fuck up, you bitch!"

My eyes shot open. I was in the metal room, again, all chained up. But I was just wearing that bra and underwear I sowed together. There was also oil all over my body.

Alejandro was staring at me. He was holding a thin whip.

"Oil on the body while being whipped makes it hurt more. A LOT more. Including the slit on your stomach."

My eyes widened.

"Please...don't do this. I'm begging you!"

Alejandro smirked.

"Are you begging me not to whip you?"

I quickly nodded nervously. I had to do whatever I could to get out of this.

"Do it again. Beg. I like it."

"Please!" I screamed, on the verge of tears.

"Ok, I won't do it. But if I'm going to need something from you."

"What?" I asked, frightened.

"Your virginity." He said.

I cringed at the thought of giving myself to this sick freak. There was no way in Hell that I would ever something so disgusting.

"Go ahead. Take your anger out on me, Alejandro."

"Then so be it, Rain."

"Do your worst."

Smack!

"Aaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhh!!!"