Monster

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Chapter Eight

Monster

She woke up in an unfamiliar room that was so bright, she almost thought she already died and this is the place where she will start traveling to the unknown world that is waiting for her. Uncomfortable feeling made her stared up and saw her wrists bleeding as the handcuffs cuts against her skin. Her stomach growled in hungriness and a painful feeling made her gasped terribly. The punch she received was causing it and it was still like puncturing the skin surrounding it.

            There was a table across the room; as much as she wanted for the things behind the cloth to be food, haunch told her it was something else. There was a circular dent in the middle of the table and it looks like lasso or something.

            Her heart gave a jolt of horror as she let her thoughts accommodate the possibility of being hanged to death in this unknown room.

            An elevator door opened and Chasen step outside. He was wearing the usual all black slacks and long sleeve suit he preferred. The shoes too were competing with the blackness of his clothes. But everything about this only complimented to his handsome face. He was good looking, even more as lights finally lighten his dark features. And yet all of this impression wasn't your typical comfort, instead it gave Natalie another shudder of fear. He looks so deadly and ready to take a life away.

            Chasen uncovered the table and revealed a typical cowboy whip-thing. It was slick and black. He took it and let it dangle on the ground. Must be three meters in length. The other contents of the table were paddle, shocked machines and all sort of torture things he hidden in his chamber.

            "You spit in my face," he mumbled without any stress in his tone.

            "I'm sorry," she replied weakly; she was the one apologizing despite the gravity of what he had done to her –so far. She was watching him admiring the whip-thing in his hands and without any warning the slick thing was traveling to slash her skin. It hits her left leg and she was screaming in pain. The skin was burning painfully as blood rushes to it. She gasps and tried to see the area where the lasso struck her. It was now red and still throbbing. Tears keep obscuring her vision as the pain overwhelms her.

            "It is unforgiving for such insult Ms. Barry and I can't allow it to pass without any consequences." He barely even finished his sentence when he struck again. This time he aims across her chest.

            The pain buckled her knees and as an added pain to the areas the lasso struck her, the wrists snaps a bit in the sudden weight it is supporting. She bit her lower lip hard to muffle her hysteria. She can't afford to exert energy for her scream when every body parts were already screaming inside her.

            "Just kill me!" she begs in desperation. "Please just end it," she cried. She can't take the pain anymore –it was like someone was skinning her alive as the area where the lasso hit her burn in excruciating pain.

            "End it when I am still enjoying it," Chasen sneered. "Another one?"

            Even if she prepared herself for the upcoming pain, she never escapes the onslaught of terrible feeling when it hit her again. A slash in her arms, another one, but the most painful was the lasso whipping her tummy. Then she was falling down and hit the floor hard. Chasen was beside her while he busies himself putting an electric rode on her pinky and thumb. He stood up, looked at his human toy begging on the ground, took the remote on the table and adjusts the shock he will give. A shiver runs all over her body as she screamed and thrashes on the floor.  "Kill me... just... please...," she cried in pitiful pleadings. She blacks out again.

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