Olaa!!... The next two chapters begin with people being slapped 🤗male and female. Let me know which one you like better.
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The slap leaves me sprawling on the floor. My vision is blurry. He'd never hit me before.
"Y'know ," he furiously taps the gun in his hand on his forehead. "I'm getting pretty bored not to mention tired of your escapes. "
I curve myself into a foetal position. Turning my face away from his face. This time I knew I was in trouble.
"My patience is fucking running thin right now you know that?" I don't respond. My body breaks into a tremble when I hear his steps quickly move toward me. " you will answer me when I talk to you goddammit!" my tear stained face is between his rough hands. "Yes? "
"Yes. Master. "I reply in a whisper.
"Good. "he rises and continues pacing around the room ."I give you everything! You have the best food of all the girls, most decent clothes, hell you have your own fucking room! And yet it is you of all the girls who tries to escape. "he chuckles more to himself. "Don't you get it? You're never getting out of here... Ever! "
"I'm sorry master. "I say as if it would fix anything.
"You know what? I think all this pampering makes you think you think you can do whatever you want no? You will have to be punished. You will have to stay with the rest yes? "
"Please master. "I start crying, again. The other girls hated me. They would torture me. At the least. "I won't try it again. Please, I'm sorry. "
"Sad, you said that last time you tried to escape. And the time before that aaand the time before that. "he takes me by my hand. I refuse to get on my feet. My eyes and head hurt from all the crying. But I won't stop.
"Please master! "
He shrugs. "I'm not asking honey. "he literally drags my body across the floor. I'm screaming so loud I think my voice box will explode.
He reaches for the keys when he gets to the door.
"You brought this on yourself ."he whispers as he swings the door open.
I say my last prayer.
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