Episode 32

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Dua's POV

Flashback...

"You know meri jaan? I've had this desire to have my way with you for so long but every time I tried getting near you, you would either run away or would not be alone." He said twirling a lock of her hair around his finger while she sat once again tied to a chair with metal chains. Without a single piece of clothing on the only thing that covered her was her blood and sweat.

The only cloths she was allowed to wear were revealing. Most of them were scandalous pieces of lingerie or extremely short cloths. Her other cloths were burned to ashes.

He pulled the lock oh hair forcefully and brought her face near his.

"I wouldn't have ever needed to marry you if only you weren't shy. A bit bluntness and I would've had my way with you. But you know what the best thing was?" He asked. When he didn't receive an answer he slapped her hard on the face making her whimper in pain.

"The best thing was to watch you break every single day of your life. The best thing was to make you suffer for all the time you made me suffer because of that body of yours. Look at you now this is the same body isn't it?" He said squeezing her fresh wounds. Making her scream but she couldn't since her throat refused to make a single voice.

"You know I have a new toy we can play with today" he said getting up from his chair and walking to a table filled with things he uses to torture her.

He came back with a set of wires. Her eyes widened thinking of all the horrible things he could do her.

He attached the wires to her head her Breasts and the most sensitive part of a woman's body. He shoved piece of cloth in her mouth.

Her eyes followed his every movement. He went near the switch and looked at her one last time. She shook her head with tears flowing down her cheeks. Her eyes begged for him to not do anything but he did.... He switched the current on making it flow through the to her core. The current flowed through her whole body the immense pain she felt down their was too much to handle. Her body started jerking. Shaking as her tears flowed freely. The whole chair fell back with her shaking and jerking body. Her eyes rolled back making her lose her sanity. After a while of jerking like a fish out of water she felt the current stop. The wires removed and ice cold water thrown all over her. The sensitive spots and fresh wounds of her body burned as the alcoholic cold water made contact with her body. She couldn't do anything but lay there half dead. The after jerking or time to time fits of the current made her hit her head hard on the ground.

"Is this really my life now?" She thought before passing out not before reciting shahadat. Because it was her routine she didn't know if she'll wake up after her blackout or not.

Back to reality.....

I woke up with a sharp pain in my hand and head. The pain was too much to bear. My eye lids felt heavy there was this sharp needle like feeling in my foot. I couldn't move. My throat after years felt tight and shut. I tried to say something after years I wanted to say something put loud fearing that this feeling I have in my throat way too familiar. I could hear someone saying something but couldn't understand what. I tried speaking again but I couldn't all I could think was not again please not again. If this is what I think it is then its the worst after years this feeling or drug has returned. Ya Allah please prove me wrong. YAA ALLAH HELP ME.

"Hey. Mute girl open your eyes. We have to be a happy couple tomorrow for our valima." Someone said slightly shaking my shoulder like a child. Mute that's what I am again. He's back. He was the only one who knew about this drug. He can't just comeback. HE CAN'T.

"Listen I want you awake soon. I don't like all this fakeness that you're showing. Quit acting and wake up" the person said. Leaving my hand the only comfort I had was gone.

Flashback....

"Listen I want you ready in 10 minutes. The new clients are on their way here" he said in as hurry forgetting to cuff her hands.

She sat their lifeless as always but this time she had a chance to fight. She waited for them to come. She stood behind the door with a glass vase in her hand. Her whole form was shaking but this time she refused to give up.

After waiting a while an old man probably in his late fiftees came in. He locked the door from the inside since she didn't hear the door being locked from outside like always. He looked around the room for her but when he turned around she looked at him disgusted. She hid the vase behind her. He came close to her but when he was close enough she smashed the vase on his head making him bleed. He fell to the ground. She quickly pushed him away. She wrapped an old chaadar around herself and ran out of the door.

"Yes she's free tomorrow" she heard him say.

"Not just tomorrow I want her for a whole week. 2,00,000 for a week what say?" The man said.

"You'll have to increase the budget...." She couldn't hear anymore she ran. She ran out of the front door and on to the main road. She looked back to see no one followed her. But when she turned around she saw a car coming full speed towards her she pulled her hands up to block the light out but all she felt was something hitting her full force. Then everything went black..

She woke up in the hospital bed. She opened her eyes to see him standing there talking to the doctor. The ground beneath her feet slipped away. He turned around to see her. His lips formed into a devilish smirk but the anger in his eyes was fierce enough to burn her soul.

The doctor left them alone. He sat beside her and took a hold of her hand.

"It was not very wise of you to run away from me". He said while twisting her fingers all the way back. The tears fell from her eyes but he stayed unfazed.

"If I was harsh before. I'll be your worst nightmare now." He said squeezing her side where the biggest and fresh wound is. She clutched her eyes closed and tried screaming but not a single voice came out.

"You'll regret even trying to escape me Dua" was the last thing she heard before passing out because of the immense pain....

Back to reality

I heard the intense beeping of maybe a heart monitor. I felt movement around me also heard numerous footsteps. I felt another needle being poked in my arm. Then a while later I felt my self falling in the endless pit of sleep.....

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