tied up

2.5K 105 22
                                    

Jack's POV:
I laid on the stone cold floor, beaten and bruised. My clothes were ripped and my hands were in so much pain from the tight rope keeping them in place behind my back. The tape on my mouth blocked out my screams. This basement was small and filled with different weapons hung on the walls and on a table. A single chair sat in the centre of the room and I laid in the corner, unable to move.

Suddenly, I heard footsteps coming down the stairs. 3 men in black hoodies appeared. 2 of them stood either side of the table and one walked towards me. He sat down on my crotch while I was laying down. He looked at me in the eye and took down his hoodie. A cheeky grin emerged in his face as he revealed his face. Felix.

He took out a knife from his pocket and licked the side of it seductively whilst staring at me. He was disgusting! Then he put the knife towards my chest and then dragged it along my ripped top and then towards my neck. At the top of my top, he made a cut and then continued to slide the knife down my chest, splitting my top in half and also cutting parts of my chest that began to bleed.

He opened up my top to see my chest with cuts and blood. "Aw. Poor baby.", he said as he stuck out his tongue and licked my wounds and across my chest. It made me tingle, but I hated it. He was foul. My heart raced with fear of what he was going to do to me next....

❦Classroom Behaviour❦ [Septiplier]Where stories live. Discover now