Jamaica

Chapter Three

Master had literally dragged me down to his freezing cold basement and shoved me onto a table of some sort. It seemed to have been intended for torture. I should've seen this coming. Perhaps if I had, I would have been mentally prepared so as to avoid feeling so helpless and terrified yet so angry. He paid no attention to my pleading eyes or silent whimpers. Even through the poor lighting of the revolting basement, I could still see the emptiness in his eyes. They were so shadowed that they seemed incapable of glowing that same enchanting electric blue ever again.
Master forced me to lay on my stomach and strapped my limbs to each leg of the table with cable ties. His fingers were so swift, I almost couldn't feel their soft yet rough touch. My back was exposed to him and that's how I just knew that I earned myself a lashing from a psychotic vampire who had probably never handled a human.
"I want you to be a good little bitch and count, okay?" His voice didn't even sound humane, it sounded beastly, more like a really deep growl. It scared me to no end.
'Why me?' I questioned fate. How sadistic of him to make me count lashes I did not deserve. I was shivering in my restraints but it wasn't from the cold metal of the table - that was the least of my problems. I shook because of the fear. It ate me whole - consumed me till I was an empty shell and there was nothing left. It refused to let me even try to build up my walls. It left me vulnerable in front of this monster. I shook because fear made me expect the pain, it made me loathe myself for letting it take over. I loathed myself and my Master because of the way fear left me crippled and empty. I loathed everything and everyone because of fear. Hating that I was terrified of him, anger begun to bubble in the bottom of my heart. I felt like my heart was about to burst, it was practically leaping out of my chest. Master carefully circled my frail form as if I was his prey - the sick bastard he was. He seemed to feed off my fear, my anxiety and most definitely my pain and suffering. Suddenly, I heard the crack of a whip followed by crippling pain. It was everywhere - the pain, I mean. Breathing became difficult, there seemed to be no air in my lungs suddenly. Tears stung my eyes and blurred my vision. I willed myself not to cry because it would mean I let him get to me, I wasn't going to let that happen so I screwed my eyes shut in hopes that the tears wouldn't fall. He didn't deserve the satisfaction.
"Come on..." My master taunted in my ear. "I thought I fucking asked you to count. I do not tolerate disobedience, you should know this..." His voice was horrible. It was so hard to listen to, his deep growl, however calm it seemed, sent shivers across my whole body. Fear always got the best of me so I counted.
"O-one" my voice was hoarse even though I had been silent since the time I left the auction house and it was barely a whisper but I knew that the stupid vampire heard me. I could almost hear his evil grin of satisfaction, it made my insides burn. I hated him so flipping much it burned.
"Good bitch." He cooed. Then the whip came crashing down on my already sore back again and this time, I was positive he broke skin. I pulled at the restraints causing them to dig into my skin while I vaguely felt warm liquid trickle down my back and onto the table, soaking my raggedy clothes in the process.
"T-two" I barely choked out. The pain was never ending but I held on and didn't make a sound because I knew that that would only urge him on. I barely got to eight when everything became too much. The pain was replaced by numbness and I felt light headed. Soon enough I could only vaguely hear Master yelling - more like growling really loudly at me to "keep fucking counting or else..." The fear had abandoned me by now and all I felt was numbness. I welcomed it with open arms, it was better than the crippling pain so I let it take over. At some point, the darkness took over and carried me to a place of nothingness.

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