I don't want to think about it again, I didn't want to ever be in this position again, let alone in the first place. I was completely naked again. Not by my choice and it hurt my control over my emotions. My clothes had been cut away and taken. Probably burned so I could never escape and retrieve them somehow. I imagined running far and fast while still without anything to conceal me.
The thought sickened me.
Did it have to be necessary that I was naked, that I could feel the cold air between my legs and making my nipples hard? I hated how little power I had. I despised being stuck and bound. Being in someone else's control and being forced to be what they wanted. A toy, a animal. A piece of a person that needed to become something they needed to control. Anger filled me and brought warmth back into my body but no ideas on how to escape had yet come to mind.
Perhaps I could befriend Paul. It's possible.
The woman clearly was superior. Paul wanted the position she had. Maybe I could use that to my advantage. It's quite possible, but at the same time quite impossible.
Could I really just befriend the person who stripped me and left me like this? I had no other plans other than this.
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Blind Suffering II ... Government Interrogation
General FictionKate was a waitress. Just one short week ago she had been taken captive by a terrorist group, intent on showing the world, and the US in particular, how easy it was to simply take someone from the streets and terrorise them. Kate had been forced to...
