where am I?

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"Urgh... My head...."

I open my eyes to darkness and I can't see anything. Not a noise around me in the stale and stuffy air. I went to rise, but I found myself secured to the surface I was resting on. I try again but nothing happens. I feel around and it seems like I am on some sort of dentist chair, my hands, arms, legs, feet, and chest are all bound to the chair securely. How the hell did I get here? Last I remember I was sleeping with mark in his room.... Now I'm here secured to a chair in a dark place. I took a few deep breaths to try and calm myself down before I panicked and started to freak. I then heard a small click, and a light came on over head. I looked around my surroundings to see I was in a fairly clean room, next to a counter and a tool rack. On the tool rack were very clean and menacing tools, such as axes and hammers, and I stretched to see onto the counter. Even more chilling items such as syringes and pliers and various knives. I heard someone clear their throat beside me. My head whipped around to meet the figure. I was met with unfamiliar eyes and face.
"Oooh! You're finally awake darling!" he said, in a very sing-songy voice.

"Who are you?!" I asked quickly.

"Oh hon! I forgot we haven't formally met! I'm Vincent. I have been following you for a while now." he introduced.

"FOLLOWING??" I questioned, loudly, now starting to freak out.

"Oh baby shhhh, you need to save your energy, also I don't want to put worry marks on that.... Beautiful .... Face of yours." he said, sighing lovingly at the word beautiful.

His face was pretty normal, and his body didn't look so out of shape, he was a little on the slim side but tall. He looked to be in his late twenties, early thirties.  His hair was combed back, it was the color of spruce tree bark. But his eyes... His eyes were wide, pupils small, the look of an insane man held in them like fire. Lust and desire mixing in with the psychotic flames.
Tears began to form in my eyes quickly and they slid down my cheeks as Vincent turned away and walked over to the counter and tool rack. He picked up a small scalpel and turned back to where I lay helplessly on the dentist's chair.

"I have had my eyes on you for a long, long, long while darling," he said, flipping the scalpel through his slim fingers gracefully.

"Every time you walk by my heart skips a beat! I couldn't resist the opportunity to bring you back here.... home." he said, in a soft and eerie tone of voice. His small smile tuned into a lustful grin.

More tears slipped down my face and he slowly approached. He bent down close to my face until our noses where nearly touching.  Then he lent closer and licked the tears from my cheeks slowly, all the while holding my jaw firmly so I couldn't stop him or move. I shivered largely and a chill went up my spine. He pulled away, smiling largely. He then drove his attention to my arm. He positioned the scalpel in his fingers lightly and went down to cut my arm. I looked away quickly and felt a searing pain shoot up my arm. My mouth opened and I instinctively screamed as I felt warm blood drip down my arm. I heard a thump, then a warm tongue glide across my flesh. I shivered again and whimpered in pain and he kept licking up the blood over my arm.
I turned once again to see Vincent, with his eyes closed and him sweating, licking up and down my arm lustfully. I turned away once more and large hot tears fell from my eyes. I started sobbing. I then felt his tongue go from my lower arm, start to move up to my elbow and upper arm. His head moved up to my shoulder and he got up to a standing position to get better access to me. Then I felt his tongue reach my neck, I shivered again and sobbed louder. His mouth trailed my jaw, then he grabbed my jaw and forced my head over so I met his eyes once more. My mouth clamped shut out off fear. I saw in his eyes bliss,  desire, and lust. He licked his lips slowly and a hungry look came over him, like a lion about to eat its prey. I tried to struggle but it was no use with these bindings keeping me in place. He moved down and licked up my tears again, no doubt smearing my own blood on my face. He trailed down to my jaw, were he bit down hard. I yelled again in pain, but he kept going with no mercy.
After long minutes that felt like hours, I had deep and bloody bite marks all around my arms, neck, chin, and collarbone. Vincent lifted his head and all around his mouth, chin, and teeth was covered in blood, to the point he looked like he ate a body. My eyes were stuck in a permanent expression of fear.

"Well... Looks like play time is over dear! You need to rest for tomorrow..." he said, turning to a sink in in the counter. He washed his face and hands, then took some bandages and wrapped up the cut arm tightly. He took a piece of fabric and covered my mouth with it. I tried to scream at him, but the fabric prevented the noise to carry.

"Oh hon shush, we will have more fun tomorrow! That was just the beginning of what's to come!" He exclaimed in a psychotic musical tone.

I tried to scream once again but was unsuccessful in doing so. He stoked my hair a bit, then left the room, closing the door behind him. The only door to this place was that one plain door.
I sat for awhile, crying and screaming.... Why me.... Why did I have to draw attention. Did mark even know I was gone? it'd have to be about an hour or two since that demon showed his face to me.... Is mark even awake?
I sobbed to myself until I drifted off to an unsettled and terrified sleep, where I was promptly bombarded with awful night terrors. These were more scarring then I have ever experienced before.

I need my Mark.

(I'M BACK BITCHES.
ALSO SORRY FOR THE LONG WAIT FOR ANOTHER CHAPTER, AND SORRY FOR THE GORE AND HORROR IN THIS ONE, LIKE I SAID BEFORE I WAS READING SOME HORROR AND THRILLERS SO THIS IS WHAT YOU GET! I will update more often, now that school is out. Anyway yeah sorry for the wait and thank you again for the 10.5k reads, I just think that's crazy. Good day/night!

Bye~ hehehe)

(Ps- write down what scene I should try to draw from the story in the comments! And happy pride month! Bye)

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