Finding Light

chapter 2

WARNING; Mature content!!!
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Hands grabbed me by the hair to the point that I thought it would fall out. All of a sudden I was being dragged by the hair. I was trying to keep my head as close to the hand as possible, so it'd hurt less. Useless tears started running down my face.

Shut the fuck up, you've been through worst pain- My inner self scolded.

To be honest I don't even know why I'm crying, I barely ever cry. I guess I had let the feeling of freedom take over, and when I got caught from trying to run away, it was too much of a disappointment.

What? Did u expect to skip out of here with no trouble? Seriously, you're smarter than that.- I really need to stop talking to myself in my head.

The tears stopped after a warning slap across my face. I guess since I've been brought here, he hasn't seen me cry before. From past experience, I knew I had to stop whatever I was doing immediately. Or the punishments would be worse.

I was shoved down to kneel facing the wall. There was a lot of noises as I waited quietly for what's to come. The more I waited for, the more my heart and breathing picked up. I closed my eyes to force myself to calm down.

"Take all your clothes off" he's scary rough voice boomed through the silence.

Without hesitation I took my clothes off. I know he doesn't like hesitations. Strangely I didn't feel uncomfortable, having to do this for so long made it second nature.

"Stand up and touch your toe." He forgot to say not to move but I knew the rules. Not that he told me them, I just learned everything the hard way.

The whip smacked harshly on my flash. I so wasn't expecting that, usually he talks first.

SMACK
SMACK
SMACK

"Count down from ten" he roared.

SMACK

"Ten" I made sure to say it loud enough.

SMACK

"Nine" each blow was harder than the one before. Yet no tears were born.

When we got to one, he used every ounce of his strength. My whole body was shaking, red and aching. He never stayed on the same spot. The harsh blows were evened out along my body.

"What do you say" he said calmly, as if he'd just given me the best gift.

"Thank you, and I'm sorry for trying to run away again." I tried to convince him.

"What do you think about me fucking you for your other half of the punishment?"

"I think I deserve whatever you see fit." I always answer like that for those type of questions.

He told me to stand up and pointed to the bed. I quickly got on it, not wanting anymore punishments. 2 minutes later, he was hovering over me.

"I'll give you the pleasure to put the condom on me" his lips smirked.

"No thank you" I said. He glared at me but did it himself anyway. His never asked that before, so I didn't know what to expect.

"Scream my name when I enter you" and with that, he slammed into me balls deep.

I cried out in pure pain.

"JACK!" I screamed.

Jack growls and started pumping hard and fast into me. Once in a while he would slap my ass.

There were a few times he would hit a certain spot that I couldn't help moaning. This made him even more excited. I could tell he was determined to make me come with him. He didn't leave any part of my body untouched.

When he started to rub my clit rapidly , I couldn't hold anything in. I came with him, just like he wanted. The fact that I couldn't move made him even more proud of himself.

I felt dirty. I also felt sick with myself. Why do I keep liking his touches? Do I even like them? Why did I come when my heart and brain didn't want me to? Is there something wrong with my body? Or me?

Jack left the 'play' room, like he always did. It's like he knew I felt guilty and left so I could relish it.

I stared at the ceiling hoping for some good thoughts or memories. I had no luck and when I tried to sleep, my mind just went back to earlier.

All of a sudden a realization hit me. Jack was sleeping, and he's dog, Bark, passed away the other night. This meant that there was no security. Bark, which by the way was a pit bull, won't be here to stop me from leaving the house.

I practically was bouncing on the bed with excitement. If I don't screw this up like I do everything else, I'll actually be free for the first time in forever.

I calmed myself down, so I didn't wake Jack up. I quietly got some extra pillows from under the bed, where he hid them, and put it under the covers. Hoping that it looked like I was still in bed. He usually doesn't come to wake me up after a punishment though, but just in case.

I tiptoed toward the door and my heart sunk when it was lucked. I spun around in frustration and was now facing the window. With no hope I walked towards it.

I pushed upwards and to my amazement, it opened easily.

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