My Jaded Sanity (Bdsm)

Don't Forget Your Dignity.

The fact I've just killed someone... I'm a murderer.

"Perry, they have done equally bad things to you, they took you. Thanks to them, you'll never live a normal life again; the only way that you can do this is to kill each and every one of them, stop being the weak one. Fight back! Don't let them Win!"

My concious...?

I let my thoughts drown me for a moment then come back to reality remembering that I need to get out of here one way or another; even if that means killing them?

I walk down a corridor and I hear a mans voice coming from the room right at the end. "Yeah.. She took it well.. Good use to us.. " Someone replies "She could betray us.. At the end of the day... We used her as revenge... Doubt she'd stay loyal".... "No.. She would, I have seen her... " someone laughs and replies "don't pussy up and like her, Joe sent you in to get her, not to fucking like her" from what I hear the conversation goes on hold for a moment. Footsteps approach from inside the door.

Shit. I quickly run into the opposite room and shut the door tight. All there is, is a flight of stairs; going down in a spiral, so I run down.

Reaching the bottom, all I see Is a dim red lighted, large room. I hide behind the entrance; peeking in I see a stage with 3 girls wearing a similar outfit to mine on, dancing to extremely loud . They have chains attached to their arms and legs, leading to the ceiling; I look up and see a small group of men holding the chains and conducting the women's movement. The women have masks on.

What the hell is this place.

Looking over to the other side; there is a bar with 2 bartenders, a few couches with 4 men sat on them and 2 men that look like security. They have extreme bdsm get up costumes on; they're holding baseball bats with large, sharp nails on the end.

I look more thoroughly into the room; it looks like some sort of messed up strip club.

Suddenly I hear footsteps coming down the stairs; I quickly cowed back into my previous hiding spot. I see 2 men holding a woman, she has a mask being forced on her; same outfit as the rest and she's completely silent. I watch the three of them go into the club; they throw the girl on the couch.

The men laugh and walk over to the bar and order drinks. One of them turns around and looks around; it's... Hayden.

He quickly takes his shot and starts walking over towards me. Opening the door he pulls something out of back pocket... What's he..-

"Hello Perry, you really are testing my patience now" he has hold of me by the neck and drags me up the stairs. "Get off me!" I shout resisting climbing. He violently pushes me up the stairs; I smack my face on the rim of a stair and re awaiss that my cheek is bleeding. It's quite numb but I know that within a couple if minuits the throbbing will emerge.

Within the few seconds of my injury, Hayden throws me over his shoulder and carries me up.

"Let me go you basterd!" I scream, "shut the hell up" he shouts. He carries me into one of the rooms along the corridor, opens the door and takes me in.

Placing me onto the bed he quickly restrains me arms and legs and turns to look at me. "You... Are one heck of a handful" he says staring at me. I don't know why but I'm just so angry. Reckless rage is assailing deep in my blood. What has happened to me?

I spit at him and scream verbal abuse at him. "Shut up!" he loudly whispers. "Just listen to me.." he says, I look at him, waiting for him to resume.

"They are going to torment you more and more, running isn't the beat idea" he runs his fingers through his hair and walks over and sit's at my side. I just look into his eyes, the eyes that I fell for.. The eyes that broke my guard.

It just doesn't make sense, how can I still have feelings for him? After everything he's done.

"Perry... I still... Love you"