My Jaded Sanity (Bdsm)

Sadistic Measures.

"Perry, wake up, Perry!"

I open my eyes and the fluorescent light blinds me; I quickly look away. "Perry, are you awake?", I look up until, blasts of agony rape every inch of my body; my legs are numb with gashes of bitter sting; my torso and breast, in simple words: decorated affliction.

"What did you do?" I ask in broken breaths, He examines my body and looks into my eyes for a moment "I injected ketamine into you, then... ran a procedure consisting of numerous tormenting procedures, the ketamine is just for early days, slowly we will lower the dosage so the pain rate increases" This wasn't Hayden I knew and... Loved.

"Hayden.. Please, T-this isn't who you are" I whimper. He looks away and walks over to the worktop, I watch him as he takes off his overalls. The worktop and his overalls are covered in blood; I look down at my body.

I can see patches of dry blood all down my torso. My arms; 5 gashes with stitches, still oozing with blood. My stomach is still heavily bleeding I see no stitches or anything. My legs have large cuts, from what I can see: about 9 on each leg. Why? How? Could he really be this evil and... Sadistic.

After cleaning up, he walks over to me. Once again examining my body, he quickly looks away. "Hayden.." I say looking at him. "Be quiet" he quickly states.

There really aren't words anymore. He is nothing. I just need to figure out how to get out if here.

He opens the restraints and handcuffs my hands, he then un - does the ankle restraints and puts shackles on them; like I'm some sort of... Prisoner. "Get up" he instructs, I do what he says. He then puts a collar on me, attaching a chain to it. "Walk" he says grimly, I walk forward as he pushes me in the back with what feels like a cane, piercing pain travels up my back; I'm presuming that he did something to my back as well.

We walk along a corridor into another room. The lighting again: clinical and fluorescent, highlighting the crimson walls.

He escorts me in and stations me infront of a mirror; I look at what he's done to my body. The logo that I saw in the van is, imprinted on my torso. From what I see, it seems he used a blade. "Sleep for a small period, we will be back to resume" and with that he walks out the door and slams it shut. I hear the keys jingling as he locks the door. I look around the room.

This looks like a torture chamber worse than the other. Next to the mirror stands a coffin. Internally embellished with large spikes and two opening doors; I can only imagine what they use it for. In the opposite corner I see a small bed, walking over to it I stiffly sit down.

How long is this torment going to last? I am past the stage of being hurt about Hayden, right now I want to get out of here.

I lay my head on the pillow and observe the wounds. I place my hand on my stomach, it's covered with blood, but it's slowing down. All I can do is... Wait.