Impurities

Part 15

Sandras pov

I woke up and tried to move, but I was chained to a wall somewhere. Where was I.? "A-Aiden...?" I try to say but my voice is hoarse and my throat aches. I looked around trying to figure out where I was... What had they done...? I tried to pull away from the chains, but they made my wrists burn. That was gonna leave a mark...

I heard a strange noise, and I looked at the wall, where a sliver of light appeared. Someone walked in and a small light turned on above me. I looked up at the little bulb that was dimly lighting the room. I looked around now being able to see the room, there was a table, but I couldn't see what was on it.

"Oh... Princess, your awake now." A man said, I couldn't really see him but his voice sounded extremely familiar. I stay silent to try not to piss him off.

"Princess, I never introduced myself earlier did I, my names Marco, and you will do what I say." He orders and I finally get a good look at who it was.

"Y-Your... the one who s-shot me." I stutter looking down at the scar in my leg.

"Oh. Princess so you can talk now. Yes, I did infact shoot you- But you will be in a whole new world of pain soon." He says walking over to the table and grabbing something.

"A... A taser...? What are you going to do with that-" I said but I suddenly realized as he came closer the taser only inches away from my body. "No. Please you can't-" I scream in pain as he tases me in the ribs.

I had just realized I wasn't wearing a shirt, and I felt the electricity flowing through my veins. "STOP!" I yell out pain building. "What, princess? Sorry I didn't hear you?" He smirks shocking me again

"STOP!!" I yell tears brimming and making me tired. "What's the magic word Princess?" Marco asked tasing me again. I felt hot tears drip down my face and looked at my sore red stomach, "P- Please... Stop!" I Try to yell but my voice barely comes out. Marco steps away setting the taser on the table.

"Don't worry Babe, this is just the beggining." He says and I hear the door click shut.

The begining..? What did he mean by that? And why did he call me babe...? My body was sore and I was sure I'd have scars.. My eyes started to close as I got overwhelmed in a strange feeling of safety. The tears slowly stopped as I let sleep take me under.

**TIME SKIP** (9 hrs later)

I was in a dreamless sleep, when I heard people talking. There was a strangely bright light, and I felt the back of my eyelids burn as I woke up confused. The one guy from before was there... Marco, I think. Then there were also another two guys who were wearing suits and standing by a barely visible door.

"Are you ready, doll?" Marco asked walking over to the table again "NO! PLEASE DON'T TASE ME!" I yell my voice hoarse. "Okay, babe. We can try something else then." He smirks grabbing a small dagger from the table. I feel my eyes widen as he slowly walked closer. "Please- don't." I stutter looking at the clean knife.

"No... Doll, bad girls need to be taught a lesson." He says and he lunges with the knife. I try to dodge it and I feel something go into my arm. It was shallow but it still hurt. There was a warm liquid that started to drip down my arm. I moan in pain, and I attempt to dodge it as he slices again this time at my stomach, it is going deeper this time.

"OWW FVCK!" I yell as a lot of red warm liquid drips down in a puddle beside me. "You think that's enough boss...?" One of the guard's chuckles. Marco lunges at me one more time a thin cut in my stomach.

 "Ow..." I moan and I felt a heavy weight on the back of my eyelids. I tried to stay conscious as long as I could after they had left but, one look at my tattered stomach and all the blood made me pass out in fear.

***TIME SKIP*** (3 hrs later...)

I woke up feeling sore and broken. I looked at the cuts that were forming into scars and I almost gasped in shock. The chains were off. Dried blood was all over me and I struggled to stand up.

"Doll, there's a room over there. Shower and get yourself cleaned up." He said pointing to a little door. I nod shakily stumbling into the small room. There was a shower a med kit to clean my wounds and a sink.

I stripped off my pants and bra, and stepped under the hot water, melting all the pain away. A little while I stepped out and I put bandages over the cuts, I looked at the sink in confusion.. My clothes were gone but there replacing them was a laced black bra with a matching set of underwear.

I slowly put them on tears filling my eyes as I looked in the mirror, I didn't see myself anymore... I saw a tortured little girl. I walked out in the clothes Marco had chosen and I uncomfortably set my hands over my stomach trying to hide my body.

Marco laughed when he saw me, and he came over chaining me back uncomfortably to the wall. "If you're a good doll, we'll be done in less than a week." He said grabbing a whip...? from the table. Oh no... 

"No... No... You can't." I say as he leans closer pulling my hair out of my face.

"Why?" He smirks laughing at me as tears streamed down my face. I didn't anwser and he wipped me. "You. Will. Count. Every. Time. Or. I. Will. Start. Over." He said and whipped me again. I didn't answer and he whipped me hard where the scars had formed.

"1" I say shakily"2" Owww"3" Hot tears raced down my chin"4" My stomach ached in pain"5" I was starting to not be able to see straight my vision going burred"6""...7""8...""9..""10.."

I mutter as a strong force took me under...