Hell Paradise

Chapter 2: Day 2

I wake up in a king-sized bed with white and red sheets. The room was dark with a dim gentle light coming from a fireplace.

I got up and realized that I am naked. I held the blanket up to my chest.

I glanced around the room.

There is a round table with a rose in a vase and some clothes that are folded and stacked into a pile.

I hope those are MY clothes because I am not in the mood to see any dresses or shit like that.

I glanced around the room. There is a small round table to my left and right. One of them has a black towel. I glanced once more to see if there was anyone around. There is no one else here.

I snatched the towel and jumped out of bed. I walked to the pile of clothes and noticed a card.

The card reads: 'Machine-washed and Dried.'

Like I care.

I smiled at my personal joke. I got dressed after I noticed that they were the same clothes I wore before. I begin to explore the room.

There is a red rug in front of a fireplace, fire pokers in a metal tin, and one window.

I looked out the window and saw that it was dark outside with tree shadows rustling in the distance.

By the looks of it, I must be at least five floors up.

I hear metal screeching from behind me. I turned around and stepped closer to the door. A woman came in. I froze.

She stood in the doorway and smiled, "Good. You're up."

She closed the door as I took a step back.

I have a feeling that I am not going to like this.

She has a perfectly slender body. She is wearing red lipstick, a red silk dress, and a matching pair of high-heel boots. She has long black hair and green eyes.

Whoa. She looks good.

She smirked and finally spoke, "I have only a few rules. If you should ever break them, you will suffer the consequences."

Like what?

She walked closer. I backed away till I was flat against the wall. She stopped when we were face to face. I looked away and closed my eyes.

No. I will not. I will refuse and I will fight. She was very seductive when she looked and walked towards me so I knew what she wanted or how she wanted me to trust her. I will not. I will fight hard no matter what.

She glared at me and said, "The consequences will be severe-"

She gripped my neck tightly. I opened my eyes from the sudden pain.

She forced me to look at her and said "-and painful."

I clenched my hands into fists. She squeezed my neck harder. I held onto her arm and tried to get her to loosen her grip. She squeezed even harder. I dropped my hands from exhaustion. She lets me go. I dropped to the floor.

As soon as I could catch my breath, two extremely muscular men grabbed me by each arm and dragged me to the center of the rug. They pulled off my black jacket and held onto my arms tightly. I tried to shake them off but they didn't budge. The woman in the red dress is standing there staring at me with a distant look on her face.

I feel like she is going to do something either incredibly disturbing or outrageously scarring. Shit, fuck no! I continued to fight off the two men but I was just no match for them.

She smiled and said, "Fight all you want-"

She caressed my cheek, "-It will only be more painful."

Painful? What could possibly...

I see another muscular man standing in front of the fireplace. He has goat feet and is wearing an executioner's mask. He is holding one of the metal pokers with a circle symbol on the tip. The symbol is already bright red.

Fuck! Hell no! Please god no!

I attempted to lift myself up but was only successful by one inch. They pushed me back into position and pulled my right arm out towards the executioner.

I fight for my life but it only makes them hold me down harder.

I glanced at the woman. She continued her content stare. I looked at the executioner and saw him leaning the tip of the rod closer to my arm. I quickly looked down and closed my eyes.

I am ready for the pain that is coming to me.

I felt my arm burning. I cringed my teeth. The pain was so excruciating that my knees buckled and tears flowed from my eyes.

I refused to scream. All that I let out were grunts. I clutched my hands into fists. It felt like it lasted forever.

After he removed the rod, they finally let me drop to the floor and left the room. I heard her high-heels walking around me. She gently lifted my arm. I pulled it away. She snatched it back tightly. I felt stabbing pain on the burn. I gasped and saw her holding a white cloth against my burn.

She had a smile on her face like she was satisfied or overjoyed. Her skin was slightly pale.

It looks pale enough for me to imagine that she could be a vampire.

After my arm stopped sizzling she wrapped a bandage around my arm. I flinched from the pain of the bandage going over my burn layer by layer.

She smirked as she held my arm up. She commanded, "Get up."

I stumbled as she helped me up. She held me into her arms and wiped off my tears with her red nail-polished fingers. My legs gave out. She caught me and dragged me to the bed. She laid me down then tucked me in.

As she caressed my cheek she stated under her breath, "Most faint."

I slightly smiled and almost dozed off by her gentle touch. I opened my eyes and turned away after I realized what she was doing.

I knew at this point fighting just her touch was hopeless if she forced anything upon me.

She whispered into my ear, "Rest."

She left the room as I sighed with relief.

God she's good. I relaxed for a while but refused to fall asleep.

As soon as I had enough strength, I got out of bed. I still feel a little weak but I can walk. I observed the window to see if it was possible to open. There is no lock, nails, or even bars. I examined the scenery to figure out where I am or at least where to flee. I am too high to jump out and the tree shadows are too far to sneak away easily.

A hand laid on my shoulder. I jolted. She smiled and stood next to me with her hand still on my shoulder. I swallowed hard remembering the pain from the rod.

She looked at the window and said, "Rule one. You can not leave."

Watch me.

She squeezed my shoulder outrageously hard. I dropped and she caught me as if she expected it. She laid me back down onto the bed and tucked me in. She caressed my cheek. I swung away from her.

She can't control me.

She grabbed my neck and forced me to look at her. She leaned in close.

She whispers over my lips, "Sleep now...Sleep."

She walked away and left the room. I glanced at the window and gulped. I closed my eyes and finally dozed off.