after a few hours, he finally stopped tormenting me. "please just kill me," i cried. i'm bleeding from multiple cuts and bruised from how hard i struggled. i knew i couldn't win, but i had to at least try.
"why should I do that," he mumbles into my ear. "after all, i do need you." he runs his fingers down my side, gently at first. "you're so beautiful, i can't help but want to touch you." he suddenly squeezed one of my bruises causing me to scream.
"f-fuck you."
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