Kidnapping Twins

Veronica

I wake up, starting to move around. I yelp out in pain when something starts cutting into my wrists and ankles. Suddenly my memory comes back to me and I look around, panic taking over me. I try my best to stay still so that I don't cut myself. I force myself to take deep breaths, looking around the room. I am in the same dungeon as before. I am strapped to the same bed as before too. I look around and see that Uncle Joey is sitting on the bed that Hailey was on before. I force myself to take deep breaths and not draw any attention to myself. But he has already noticed that I am awake. He smirks, walking over to me.

"Why hello Kitty. Glad to see that you are awake. Now, you are obviously in trouble. You shouldn't have ran away from me. I'm feeling nice today, so I will let you pick your punishment. You can either get cut, burned, punched, or raped. It is up to you." I start hyperventilating again. He smiles, reaching down and caressing my cheek.

"Kitty, this is only the beginning. You have 5 seconds to choose, or else I will choose for you. 5, 4, 3..." I quickly start breathing normal again, trying to figure out which one I would be most likely to survive. I decide on cuts.

"CUT! CUT! I choose cuts!" He smirks at me, pulling back.

"Good girl. I'll be right back." He walks out of the room and I start panicking again. I don't want to get hurt. Not at all. I don't deserve this. I start looking around the room, trying to find a way to escape. The door opens and Uncle Joey walks back in again. He is holding a huge kitchen knife in his hand. I start freaking out again, struggling to get myself off of the bed and away from him. He smiles, walking over to me.

"Kitty. The more you fight, the more this is going to hurt. Now, you were gone for an hour. So you will be getting 60 cuts. Understand?" I gasp, quickly nodding my head. Tears rolls down my face and drip onto the mattress beside me. He grins, placing the knife on my forearm. He pushes down and starts cutting along my arm. I scream and start squirming, trying to get away. He puts his hand on my upper arm to keep my arm still. I try to keep my body still so it doesn't hurt as bad. He finishes cutting and smiles.

"1 down. 59 to go." I start crying harder, trying to stop myself from choking on my tears. He goes to my upper arm and places the knife there. He puts his hand on my shoulder to hold me still. He pushes down and cuts again. I start screaming but force myself to stay still. He smiles, an evil glint in his eyes. He finishes and goes to my other arm. He cuts in the same places as last time. I scream every time but force myself not to squirm. He finishes and looks down at me.

"4 down. 56 to go Kitty. Are you regretting running away now." I nod quickly, praying that might mean that he will stop early. He just smiles at me, trailing the knife down my face. I close my eyes, preparing myself for the pain. He chuckles and lifts up the knife, placing it on a table beside me.

"You know, I will give you a deal. You seriously turn me on Kitty. So you can either take the rest of these cuts. Or you can just let me have my way with you. We could have a great time." I gasp, tears rolling down my face. He starts trailing his finger up my thigh, stopping at my underwear lining. I start crying, forcing my words out.

"N-n-no. K-k-keep on c-c-cutting. D-don't t-t-touch m-m-me t-there." He frowns, moving his hand away from my underwear. I take a deep breath, tears slowly rolling down my cheek.

"Taking away all of my fun. But you chose. And like I said, I'm feeling nice. So we can continue this another time." He turns and picks up the knife again. I tense up as he goes by my ankle. He starts cutting and I start screaming again. He then cuts along my shin bone. Then he cuts my knee. Then he cuts my thigh. And he repeats this on the other side. I don't stop screaming and crying, but I stop trying to fight him. He smirks down at me, wiping the tears from my face.