This is love Boyxboy

Oh my gosh

(New chap up yay. Please read authors note at the end. Enjoy)

Alex PoV

It's the next day and I can hardly move.

He came in the door opening the door to the cage.

D- get up

I tried with all the strength left in me but I couldn't

D- I SAID GET UP!

A-  iiiiii   Cc an'tt

D- why huh. Why!

A- iiiimm tttto week.

D- oh to weak huh. Then I guess I'll have to make it worse

A- pplease nnnnooo

D- oh you can't beg

He grabbed my hat and dragged me out. He lifted me up slamming me on to a table

I groaned in pain

He looked at me grinning

He grabbed my arms and strapped them to the table the grabbed my legs strapping them down as well.

He went to another table with his things to hurt me.

He picked up the whip. Then he picked up the knife.

D- hmm what do you think I should use first

I looked at him crying because I can't take anymore pain. I'm in so much pain it hurts to speak move or even be touched.

He put the whip next to me holding the knife playing with it

D- I'll use this first

He smirked as he brought the knife to my skin
He put it in my skin on my stomach sliding it to make a cut

I yelped in pain.

He looked at me again bringing the knife towards my face

He put it on my cheek

D- it's a good thing you can hardly move otherwise this could go really bad

He put it in my cheek as I screamed and he brought it down

He started to laugh

D- your pain and weakness amuses me.

He made a few more cuts on my stomach making me Yelp.

The then put the knife down and grabbed the whip.

He laid it on me first then brought it up and hit me on the stomach hard

I screamed as it made contact with the cuts he made. It hurt so much.

He brought the whip up again making contact with my stomach hard over and over again. Each time he did it I flicked and yelled and screamed crying harder.

D- why are you a whimp. Your a weak fag.

A- pleeeaase.  Let mmme ggggooo.

D- of course I won't. Your hear so I can have fun

I looked up at him. He grabbed my face putting extra pressure on the cut he made

D- now listen here. Your never leaving. The cops will never find you. You'll never see your little boyfriend again.

He slapped the cheek he cut as I winced. He then left as I was still strapped to the table.

I want to be safe. I'm never going to get out of here