chapter 49 ~ they didn't let me

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i didn't die today, they didn't let me

they been feeding me some emergency ration bars from time to time, only time i feel alive is when i pass put and they pour icy cold water on my face to wake me up.

"how was sleep" some guy asks, is he really waiting for an answer "look what i have" he's holding strawberry in his hand

i forgot what they taste "what some" he asks as he puts close to my lips but i can't chew, my jaw is hurt

"right you can't move your jaw, sorry, here" he smushes it with his hand and then feeds me, it tastes so good that i might cry

"why" i whisper

"did you just talk" he looks surprised "felt doing something nice"

nice?  i mean it is nice, just not something people do after raping a woman, 

he sighs and looks at me "good luck" what does he mean

"what" i whisper, i see everyone leave, why did they left? don't get me wrong I'm glad but what is happening

my question was answered in no time as the door opened once again and see a man enter, he is big, more then overweight, with hair more on his face then on his head

"just as i requested" he said while smiling, is this why I'm hanging from the selling, he puts his bag somewhere and starts to pull things out a whip, flogger, paddle, some tools that don't look human, things that i have never seen before

"we have rules" he begins "talk when i tell you to, don't when i say so, you disobey you get a punishment, there is not safe word, it's over when i say it is, got it" he asks and i slowly nod.

"good girl" i think I'm gonna throw up "count" he warns as he takes whip, stands behind me

*snap*

"one" i say as sharp pain goes through my body

*snap*

"two" withing each slap it takes my breath away

*snap*

"three" it hurts

*snap*  and it continues, tears don't fall anymore, because i don't have any left, my eyes are dry, whip alter whip i then was transferred on a spanking bench, he tied my hands very tight, so tight as if I'm gonna do something if i escape, as if i have the strength  

he takes his time to stare at me, at my destroyed body, i feel like I'm gonna pass out but i then feel a needle poke in me

i feel my body burn, it hurts i feel like my bones are being broken one by one, i breathe heavily and all of a sudden it felt like time stopped, 

i look around and everything is seen as blur,

i let my eyes shut, and felt someone picking up, is it him or is it death

is this what death feel like?

as if you're being carried to you bedroom when you were child, happy that you didn't have to wake up because that's how i feel right now

and even if it's death that is carrying me, i choose to close my eyes and rest in peace

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