Tortured Soul

Chapter 7

(Jacob's POV)

I rocked myself back and forth. This can't be real. This is another illusion. I'm not rescued. Max will come back in any moment and abuse me like he has been.

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I sat in the electric chair. Tearing up from the jolts of electricity.

"Max please stop." I whimpered.

"What did you say?" Max asked.

I looked at him and then looked back down at the ground.

"Look at me!" Max yelled grabbing my jaw and forcing me to look at him.

"S-sorry Master." I whimpered.

"That's more like it." Max said.

Max grabbed the chains and put them back on my wrists and ankles. He then undid the restraints from the chair.

"This way." Max said dragging me along.

We walked back to the wall I was originally on and he chained me back to it. There was a lot of chains so I wasn't up against the wall the entire time. I curled up in a ball and hid my head in my knees.

"Get up." Max said.

I reluctantly stood up and looked at him. He had something in his hand but he was clenching his fist so I couldn't tell what it was.

"Open wide." Max said.

"M-master I don't want to." I stuttered.

Max charged up to me and turned me around so my back was facing him. He then brought his hands to my face and put the thing he had in my mouth. He tied it around my head so it wouldn't come out. It felt like cloth so I'm guessing it was a bandana.

"I'm tired of hearing you talk or scream when I'm having my fun with you. So now that you are shut up, I'll not hold back on you." Max said.

I closed my eyes and let the tears fall from them. I can't believe Max is doing this to me.