After Tyler & Gina Finished Laughing, They got right to the punch. They both walked over to my body chained to the table and just stared. Then in the blink of an eye Tyler pushed a button that made the table I was laying on rotate.
I gave Tyler a disgusted look, and I made a face for him to know that I was truly disappointed & scared, but he just rolled his eyes and began cutting.
Every time he sliced my body would sting, and I'd let out a scream In pain. Gina soon joined in on the cutting. I was rotating and being cute at the same time the rotating soon caused me to vomit.
It was all over my body, Tyler & Gina both laughed, "Why was this Funny?" I thought to myself thoroughly the tears & pain.
Gina pulled out her phone and took pictures of my naked, cut, defiled, vomited body, still laughing. Tyler was still cutting. I was crying & screaming.
When they stopped cutting, it felt like every part of my body was exposed to a cheese shredder. Before they both left out the room Tyler walked over to to me and threw the knife directly at my stomach piercing my gut, then he walked out.
All I could do was cry, I cried & cried until I didn't have the strength to cry. I couldn't leave, I was chained to the table when Tyler & Gina left my body wasn't responsive, so they probably thought I was dead.
I yanked on my arms & hands trying to get free I managed to get my hands behind my back since the chains weren't fully connected to the table.
I couldn't imagine how I was going to get these chains off there was only one way I was going to get them cut. I had to use the knife that was lodged in my gut to cut these chains.
But how? How was I going to get my hands from being my back to in front of my body. Then my mind started to function.
I had to make my stomach move and fold up and fold out to get the blade out, it took several hours to get the blade completely out . Once it was out it fell to the floor.
My life felt like it was over, I had no other way to get out of this rat hole when, the door to the room opened. It was Tyler, he had Keys, a bucket and ropes.
He told me "Get the fuck up you a stupid slut." I snarled, inside the bucket there were diced up pieces of a mixture that looked like mashed up fish.
He took a handful of the mixture & shoved it in my mouth. I gagged it back up & screaming which got me a slap on the face.
He took the keys he brought & unlocked the chains that chained me to the table. Once I was free from the table, he tied my hands with the rope and led me out the room.
When he led me, out the room I immediately searched my surroundings. The area looked like a abandoned warehouse, the was infested with rats & roaches.
He led me to a wooden chair once I sat down, I looked for windows so I could plan my escape this wasn't the last of me & the feeling inside me said that said I was going to be saved.
I found 2 windows in the rear of the warehouse, they were far away from me & if I wanted to get near them I would have to buy some time.
Tyler left me alone for a awhile,
I didn't know where he was but even though it was my first try I took it as my chance to escape.
My hands were still bounded by ropes, so I had to sprint to the window, once I got to the window, I smashed it and climbed through.
Everything was happening so fast the only thing I had on my mind was that I was getting out of this warehouse, when I got out the warehouse I heard a yell come from inside it was Tyler it didn't take long for him to realize that I had escaped.
I didn't think this through, was this the worst mistake of my life?
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A Living Fancy
ActionMany stories matter. Stories have been used to dispossess and to malign. But stories can also be used to empower, and to humanize. Stories can break the dignity of humanity. But stories can also repair that broken dignity of being A Living Fancy.