Night

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I awoke slowly and felt for my pillow and instead I found clammy cement under my palm. "Mom?" I said first in a groggy whine as I stirred from my haze. "MOM, M-MOM MOMMY!! MOM!!" Then everything from last night came in like a speeding bullet. I tried desperately to stand but I was chained to the wall in some...medieval dungeon. After screaming bloody murder I began to remember to breath. In. Out. In....out. In. Out. In....out. In.....ok Carmen, you got this, stand...slow I slowly rose myself but fell back down when a sharp pain slapped me to the ground. The sound of chains followed me down landing on my leg and I looked down at pale bare skin and a purple bruise already crawling up my thigh.I didn't bother moving to much and blinked away the tears. No time for that Carmen. I looked around the room, it had an anonymous, horrid vibe seeping from the walls. I could see stairs 5 short steps to an outside cellar door it seemed. I forced myself to keep peering at my new surroundings. Fear coursed through me as fast as the sweat trickled down my brow. There was a medical table centered in the floor and across from that a large cage. It looked big enough for...I pushed those thoughts away and kept looking around more tools on the wall the looked like a whole random collection of sadiastic hell. Garden clippers, steal pliers, butt plugs with tails, whips, floggs, handcuffs and paddles littered the walls. My eyes where getting clouded with tears as I went from weapon to weapon when the creak of the door made me drag my face across the cement so fast it broke skin. I looked up at the man, at 5"6 I always felt fairly tall for a girl. He had to be at least 6"5 and laying a crumpled heap on the floor with him standing over me, I've never felt so small, he was masked in a simple black ski mask and through it peirced alien blue eyes. I've never seen eyes that were so bright and stared with such passion. Not only was he tall he was wide and buff he looked big but not fat or on steriods just big. He shifted as if waiting for something as the darkness bent around him and seemed to cast around him fittingly and he cleared his throat. I felt my insides coil. "Allow me to introduce myself. I am your new dommie, you will address me as sir or master. This is your new home and here you will be tested if you have what it takes to keep your life." I gulped this had to be a sick joke, no one would actual do this right I just stared at him wide eyed and I could hear the smile in his voice with his next words. "Most girls don't believe me, so I brought an example for you." With that he left and before I had a chance to register the entirety of what he just told me the sound of blood curtly screams pulsed through my ears. A young skinny girl with extentions and a fake tan glowing off her skin fell before me. She was bound like a pig and had the screams to match. It was Katie..the girl who had tormented me since I moved to this stupid town. The girl who went out of her way to remind everyone i was fat everyday of my life. The girl who tried with everything in her power to have me locked away forever after I broke her nose, well the silicon in it anyways. Was she about to die in front of me? She was blindfolded along with a secure bounding I gulped feeling myself grow hot and wet, was this really turning me on... But all those horny thoughts quickly ended when the man came back and reality spinned back into place. I was laying on the floor chained in some sickos basement while my childhood bully was laying hogtied squealing in front of me."H-HELP! HELP ME GOD SOMEONE HELP ME!! I WILL CALL MY FATHER! DO YOU KNOW WHO MY FATHER IS YOU SICK FUCK! I'LL END YOU HEL-" her crying haulted to gags as he stepped on her throat. "Noisey one isn't she? Your quiet....aw, are you shy?" No, I thought to myself just parched can't bare to ruin your little moment with my friend! I shook my head no instead. "Well then speak. Do you want me to kill her?" He tighten his grip on the matchette I just noticed he was holding. It was as if he was holding his limb back from the act,it was the only part of his poster that didn't look calm and collective. I shook my head "no" again then lightly said the phrase. I could see him frown a bit through the mask. "Why?" Did he know who she was to me? Could he possibly? She was still gagging but it was getting quieter slowly she was fading away and I was just sitting here staring at her killer. Finally I screamed "BECAUSE SHES A PERSON AND SHOULDN'T DIE PLEASE DONT KILL HER PLEASE!!" He bellowed out deep laughs. "But Katie was so mean to my pet!" "I'm sorry pet I thought this would be easier if it was her." With that he picked her up as if she was nothing and stilt her throat she screamed and cried in utter horror and I cried with her. He threw her body in front of me she was still gagging like when he was on her throat, slowly though it got quiter. "I-im s-s-sorry c-carmen." She smiled a bit and I was sure at this point it was a prank."i-its a prank right this is a prank right KATIE PL-PLEASE ITS A PRANK RIGHT!?" she didn't answer god why, why cant she just answer? She was choking on her own blood. Of course she's not answering. I curled up and tried to sleep on the floor wondering when I would meet the same fate...
~a half hour later~
I pulled my self to a sitting position and faced the wall. I didn't wanna look at her dead body I spent so long just looking at that body watched her ragged slow breathing slowly stop all together. I can't watch...anymore. I heard the door creak open and I began to shake. I bit into my bottom lip as tears streamed down my face. He walked close to me and I could feel him studying my back and at that moment I wished I was wearing more than thong, bra, and thigh highs. I slowly turned letting my hair fall and cover my face, he was picking up katie and I could see the outline of a smile through his mask. The type of smile that makes your blood run cold and instantly makes you shiver. He threw her over her shoulder and was at the door when he turned again and looked at me."i'll be back and we'll have a chat." I sunk to the cement. A talk? He's gonna kill me. He's gonna fucking kill me. I brought my knees to my chest and cried until my chest ached and my head was pounding. I was just pulling myself together when the cellar door creaked open.

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