SeanWhite:[kidnapped]

Torture 1

[white's POV]

It hurts so much, the headache worsening every bad sensation of pain that I feel .....
I cant see or breath properly, it's like my chest is restricted.
I can already guess that I'm tied to a chair as the knots are rather tight,
giving a burning sensation in my wrists every time I try to move.
My legs are also tied tightly together and secured to the chair,
what a shame- they're slowly going numb.
Voices, I hear voices, one-old and raspy by the sounds of it.
Another- high and grating; a smoker probably.
Suddenly the blindfold is ripped from my face and I'm blinded by the light coming from the only window in the room,
a rather buff looking man stands in front of me holding a blunt pole- oh god!
is he going to hit me with that? (I hope not)

"Oh look who we have here, boss ordered us to mess with you"
"how fun it's going to be"
the man hissed out in a mocking tone
-I really hate this

The first blow came by surprise striking me in gut hard enough that I chocked on air, that will definitely cause bruising later, I thought to myself.
While I was recovering from the first hit, the man smashed the pole hard against my left arm
"oh my dear I hope you're not a lefty" he taunted and again bought the weapon down on my hand a couple of times.
I tried to suppress my whimpers as to not show my fear but It hurt, A LOT,
I wasn't going to give him the satisfaction of seeing me in great pain.
Without giving me a chance to recover
the man brought his muscular hands up to my neck and muttered "my how delicate, would be a shame to leave any bruises"
"oh well"he grinned evilly, cackling like a lunatic.
I could barely draw breath and my vision became increasingly spotty,
the guard showed no sign of stopping and I wasn't going to beg,
with heavy eyelids I slurred "bastard" then my mind gave out and I saw darkness.
"Drug him while he's out, quickly!" Another guard whispered, intruding
"oh well, can't be worse than this," I thought to myself before succumbing to all the pain and mixture of drugs,
As well as the fear inside me reminding me of my impending doom and maybe death
Something that I did not want to prepare for.