Puppet

Flight or Fight

     I had been listening to his snores for over an hour, my legs and brain having an internal battle I had no control over. My legs won, cautiously I slide out from underneath of his arm and stopped at the edge of the bed, he is still snoring. I could not help the smile that lit up my face when I carefully rolled off the bed and stood up looking between him and the door. It felt like my chest was going to pop with how long I had been holding my breathe as my hand shakily grasped the door handle giving it a sharp turn, the door swung open with a small creek and I froze instantly. I barely turned my head to the side and could see he was fast asleep it hadn't woke him up. I slowly crept along the dark hallway of the cabin in my search for the stairs, every little creak the floor made as I tip toed down the stairs had my heart beat racing at a dangerous speed, was it fear or anticipation. My eyes frantically scanned the first floor in the dark until they landed on the front door, the opening to my freedom. Three days here and my nerves were shot as I silently crept to the door, it felt like a year went by before I had the deadbolt of the door in my hand ready to turn it. 

     Run. That's all my legs registered as I swung the door open dashing out onto the front porch, my footing faltered on the stairs of the porch when a line snapped against my legs, was that a trip wire. I faintly remember hearing a sickening howl in the distance as my bare feet hit the gravel drive leading to the road it was at least a hundred feet away. I pushed forward ignoring the pain the rocks sent from my feet all the way up to my legs, I knew I had to keep going. I heard the door to the cabin slam open, I was at least thirty feet from the cabin when I heard the heavy panting behind me my legs kicking into overdrive pushing harder than they ever had in terror. I felt its paws hit me from behind knocking me off my feet to my knees the gravel scraping against them harshly, its hot breathe fanned my neck as it clamped razor sharp jaws around the back of my neck holding me in place. I slowly placed my palms flat out on the ground in front of my knees as its teeth tightened their grip on my neck, that's when a pair of work boots came into my view. 

      My fingers started to shake uncontrollably, I didn't dare look up I knew it was him when he snapped his fingers and the wolf released me then sat directly beside his left leg. A shaky breath escapes my lips before he spoke, "Astrid.. this may have been the stupidest thing you have done yet," he spoke with restrained seething anger. His hand reached down and slowly grabbed my hair his grip becoming harsher the more he pulled into his fist, I squealed in surprise when he ripped me up from the ground by my curls to stare directly into his furious blue orbs. I watched the way his nostrils flared out in fuming anger while he put his other hand flush around my throat forcing my chin up, I panicked begging for my life."Oh god master please! I'm so sorry, please!" I squealed as he applied pressure with his hand, he closed his eyes for a minute breathing in deeply and releasing the pressure on my neck. "You're right Astrid, I have something much sweeter planned for you." he spoke his lips turning up into a cruel smile making my skin crawl, he started pulling me by my hair after him in the direction of the shed.

    I tripped over my feet the whole way there trying to keep up with his long steps, my scalp burned with each step he took and it felt like years before the door was in front of me. He harshly slammed the doors aside throwing me into the shed, tripping I landed on my knees again hissing at the impact they made with the concrete floor. I let out a loud grunt as his boot made a harsh connection to my right set of ribs forcing me to land on my back, gasping for air I saw his legs come into view as they straddled both sides of my body. He wrapped his fist around the front of my shirt picking my back up off the ground about six inches and slammed his left fist directly into my nose, I tasted the blood before I felt it trickle to my lips and down my face. My eyes slowly looked around the whole room was blurring and unfocused, the whiplash I felt from the second hit he delivered to the side of my face with the back of his hand had my head reeling. "LISTEN TO ME YOU FUCKING BITCH!" he screamed in my face while violently shaking me by my shirt, the veins in his neck were sticking out and his australian accent was thick when he spoke. 

     I slowly raise my hands in surrender when his fist balled at his side again,"Oh! Are you doing playing Astrid?" He raised his eyebrows letting out a evil laugh,"well i'm fucking not!" He ripped me up from the floor by my shirt and shoved me towards the back wall. This wall would petrify me for the rest of my fucking life, the floor had a built in drain for liquids to escape and the wall had two wrist shackles bolted into it. He shoved me chest first into the wall and snatched my left wrist to the correct shackle, I frantically tried using my other hand to make him release his grip  receiving a sharp slap to the mouth ceased all my movement as he clicked the shackle closed around my wrist. The same was done to my right wrist, the sound of fabric tearing was too loud in my ears as he tore the back of my shirt open with his hands. oh my fucking god.. what have I done everything that happened next seemed to go in slow motion as I watched him select the whip from the wall my eyes wide open with terror.

     "You will count off the number of times I strike you Astrid." He spoke with dominance surrounding his voice, I heard the leather from the whip crackle as he pulled it back, my body was sent flinching away into the wall as the whip landed harshly in the middle of my back. It seemed like the scream that left my lips was a mile away, "COUNT BITCH" he screamed pulling me back to reality, closing my eyes I breathlessly said "One master." My eyes shot open when the whip landed across the top of my butt roughly, he really isn't going easy I whimpered turning my face into the wall"Two master" I spat back in his direction when anger started to consume me. His eyebrows shot up at my braveness,"Ohhhh, babydoll found her fight... Good."He snatched the whip back, I heard the grunt from the force he put behind it landing against my left shoulder blade with a tearing sound the scream that left me hurt my ears automatically my mouth sounded off a "three master" with it. My head rested against the wall and my knees shook having trouble supporting my weight, I was panting for dear life as I screamed "four master" when the whip landed against my left leg with a harsh slap.

     Breathe in. Breathe out. I kept repeating this over and over in my brain, He had struck me twenty times and my eyes were alternating between open and rolling to the back of my head. He had taken his shirt off and started unbuttoning his jeans slowly stalking over to me," Babydoll, don't pass out yet i'm not done with you." He spoke cooing to me as he placed his hands on my hips and kicked my feet apart spreading my legs, I whimpered as he began rubbing his erect penis between my legs. He moaned while roughly pulling my hips flush against him and driving his penis into my vagina all I could do was yelp at the sudden pain. "Mmmm Babydoll you will learn to love this." he breathed sliding his penis in and out of me slowly moving on hand up to grab a fist full of my curls uncontrollably arching my back more. He thursted back into me with such force that his penis went all the way to my cervix and I let out a cry of pain. "Shhh don't cry just enjoy." he swayed his hips into me slowly his whole demeanor changing from violent and rough to slow and sweet and he softly pumped into me holding onto my waist gently. Sliding deeper in me he stilled leaning his body flush against mine as he ejaculated, I remember my eyes rolling to the back of my head and my knees buckling before I passed out against the wall my hips still in his hands.