"Tripti, you know what that means?", he asks in a deep voice, the type of voice which makes your legs go jelly. Not from anticipation but from fear. I was still trembling under him. "It means satisfaction, and You, my darling, are going to provide m...
I screamed, I cried, I begged him not to do that, but he didn't listen. He led me to a room, shut the door and tied me up on a chair.
I was helpless
He held the machine in one of his hand and with a button he switched it on. I was pleading him pathetically but to no avail. He slid my kurta down, exposing my bra form left side and threw the dupatta away. I shrieked in horror.
The rest was blur.
He had tattooed his name permanently on my chest. The needle didn't hurt, my pride did.
"You see, I'll always remain there, in your heart. You'll watch the proof of it everyday in front of the damn mirror, and you'll know... That you are Mine!", he growled.
" I hate you, I hate you, I -", I chant the phrase like a mantra.
" Hate me all you want, but you can never leave me. "
I sat there still, he had gone somewhere else, after twenty minutes he returned, I could see the faint outline of my name from his shirt, he had tattooed my name too.
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Why would he...
I turn my head to the other side and wait for him to untie me. My cheeks were still wet from all crying and my temper was uncontrollable. How dare he!
Once my hands get freed I push him off and rush out for the exit. I would never talk to him. Katti.
I get inside the car holding my hands over my chest I divert my attention to the scenery out of the window as he gets inside as well.
After an hour long ride we arrive at the place.. It was a goddamn castle! The one you watch in fairytale Disney movies! The pain from the tattoo was already fading away, I gaped at the castle, my head would've dislocated if I continued staring it anymore.
The car took a halt once we were at the gate. I got off first, not wanting to share proximity with him any further. The car was suffocating, with his spicy scent lingering inside.
And then I saw... the castle was surrounded by water, there was no way out. I was trapped.
He took my hand and started dragging me inside. Once we were on the last floor he retreated his hand and I caressed my wrist be cause the hold hurt. This would have been the first time he actually was harsh, on me.
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