Mystery Man

Chapter two: tortued for the last time

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Chapter 2:

I sprang upright from my bed after hearing my father, who happeneds to be pretty drunk, slam the basement door shut behind him, and his heavy elephant feet stomp their way down the stairs.

As my father, who happeneds to not really be my father, but the man my mother married after she got pregnant with me after a random one night stand she had right before se met drake, the man I am forced to call my father now. But as he reaches the last step, I can't help but close my eyes to hold back the tears that are threatening to fall from the rim of my eys. I just can help but want him to hurry up and get this done and over with so I can go back my not somuch night of sleep.

I hurry to lock the chains around my ankles to the lock spots on the end of my bed and the chain that is tightly chained to my left wrist to the lock spot on my head board, leaving only the my right wrist to be locked in place when he makes his final steps over to my bed.

As he's locking my right wrist in place and jumps on my be and strattles my waist, I can't help but to pray this gets over and done with before it even starts.

As he sits there on my waist trying to finish the cigrette that's in one Han and his what I assume is vodka in his other hand, I start to drift into my dream world only to be rippe out of it by his voice.

"Good girl. You've finally learned to be ready by the time I get over here to start our father daughter boding time. Haven't you princess?" He says with the evil smirk I wish I could punch right off of his face.

God I hate it when he class me princess. He acts as if I'm still his 8 year old little princess.

"Yes father. I look forward to our binding time every night. How was work daddy?" I said in my most princes like voice, trying to sound like I care.

"DONT ASK ME QUESTIONS ABOUT MY LIFE LIKE YOU CARE! YOU LITTLE BITCH!" He yells, obviously furious.

At that moment I slam y eyes shut tight, just waiting for the moment of impact.

SMACK!

One. The first blow to my right cheek as he swings his fist across my face.

SMACK!

Two. Squeezing my eyes shut to stop the tears fom falling from my eyes as I feel the pain in my cheek.

SMACK!

Three. I know what's next, and I hate it. The worst part yet.

I hear the ripping of a cloth, and by the breez I can tell he has ripped of my panties, again. He's going to need to by me some more soon. Then the spud of his grunt, and the pain in between my legs, he shoves his member in, not even giving a second before he starts to pull it out and shove it back in.

"OH YES! God princess your probably enjoying This as much as I am! You little whore! Your just like your mother. Spreading your legs for any man to please you. YOU FUCKING SLUT!"he shouts at me sluring his words from his drunken state.

Sniffling my nose as I left my tears fall. I just wish someone would save me from this horrible life of mine.

He wasn't even halfway done with me before I feel him ripped off the top of me. I fling my eyes open to see 3 very attractive men beating Drake to death. Literally. I don't think he's breathing. Not like I mind it.

"COVER HER UP! NOW!" Yells the very attractive, and very muscular man, punching drake a gazillion times in the face.

And with in the blink of an eye, a sheet is being thrown over me.

As the sheet lays itself on my body, my eye lids start to close by them self. Leaving me with the last few words from on of my mystery men.

"Don't worry. Your safe now."

And not even a second after, I pass out.

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Okay so that chapter is defiantly longer than my first!

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