Finding Her

Dream 1

He beats me senseless and I'm in so much pain.
I can't even bend at all.
"Sir?"
I whine as Allen is still sleeping.
"Sir...please wake up?"
"What?!"
He muffles.
"I- I really need the bathroom."
"You're so weak"
He comments as he removes my handcuffs.
"I know"
He lifts me and carried me to the bathroom.
He removes my shorts and sits me onto the toilet.
He stares at me.
"I can't go when you're watching"
I cry.
"If you need to go that bad baby...you'll release"
It takes a few seconds but I finally release.
"That's a good girl...let it all go because you won't be able to use it for a while"
I wince slightly as he places a hand on my bruised rib.
He presses down on my bladder and it makes me gush.
The restraints around my feet clash with the toilet bowl as I try to control myself.
"Are you finally done?"
He questions as he looks up from his phone.
I nod slightly.
"Spread those lips for me baby"
"Please"
"Do you want me to beat you?!"
I shake my head.
He takes a picture of me as I spread them
I cry slightly.
He lifts me after he flushed the toilet.
He carries me into the living room and he brings the high chair contraption over
"No! No please- I hate it!"
"I don't care? Accept your punishment"
He straps me into it.
He comes right up to my face.
"Do you like it in the chair baby girl?"
I shake my head as I struggle to hold in my tears.
"You're gonna have to get used to it baby because you'll be spending a lot of time on it"
He lifts the chair and he places it in front of the tv.
He turns on a movie that he made of us.
I look at the star of the show : me.
That absolute state of me in it!
He gropes me as the movie comes to a end.
"Stop...please?"
"No baby, you need to be shown love."
"This isn't love...it's rape"
He whfias me in the same rib
"Have you learnt nothing?!"
"D- don't make you mad sir?"
"And what did you do?!"
"I- I made you mad!"
"What do you thinks gonna happen?!"
"Y- you're gonna punish me"
"Correct"
He grins as he slaps me hard.
He refuses to stop as he beats me.
I wince as he retracts from my shivering body.
He pulls up his pants.
"I'm going out! I hope you die alone in here"
"NO PLEASE....LET ME OUT!"
"Fuck you Maura"
He shouts and he spits on me before slamming the door.
I sit there reeling from what's just happened
I'm shaking and I'm bleeding.
I look at the blood escaping through in between my legs and I feel sick to my stomach.
I play with the handcuffs trying to get them off but they just won't so I give up.
Allen comes back.
He is enraged but strangely calm
"I can't believe you!"
"What?"
I sigh as I peek my head up.
"You bled onto my carpet! I have cameras and they caught it!"
"I- I'm sorry."
He looks down at congealed blood on the carpet.
"Stupid bitch"
He mutters as he walks over to get a drink.
I start to audibly sob
"Oh honey...I'm sorry"
He rushes to my side and he hugs me
"Everything hurts"
"Sh it's okay"
"Please- get me out of this chair"
I whine.
He unstraps the straps and he pulls me out.
I cling to him like a scared child.
I look around like everything is going to hurt me.
He lies me down on the bed gently.
"Advil...paracetamol...Panadol...anything?"
I mumble.
"Alright baby"
He gives me a paracetamol and I take it gratefully.
I swallow it dry as he grins.
He lies next to me and I fall asleep.