Satan's pain

PART ONE.

pain, she felt nothing but pain, nothing but absolute terror and agony. light kisses were continuously being pressed against the back of her neck, causing the hairs to stand on edge and bristle beneath the man's quivering breaths. both of them were panting, one from fear and exhaustion, the other from excitement and lust, he could barely control himself.

"come on, one more, that's it, i just need one more," the man seethed through his teeth, desperate for the girl to remain conscious so that she would be able to react and feel everything that he did to her, he needed to see the pain in her eyes and feel the tremors beneath her skin as he continued the torture.

with one swift movement, the man grasped the girls frail wrist; her skin on the entirety of her left arm was torn to shreds, the flesh and tendons on show for the pair of sadistic eyes behind her. with little to no thoughts, the man - once again - plunged her arm into the bucket sat directly in front of the two, the bucket full of burning water, and salt.

she was in too much pain to scream, her entire being was shaking violently as she convulsed, attempting desperately to pull her arm out of the psychopath's grasp, but her feeble attempts were to no avail, his grip was strong and he held her there, watching her skin bubble and burn under the water, watching chunks of skin float off of her arm as she cried an almost silent cry, her teeth gritted so tightly that they were chipping away slowly in her mouth. her legs buckling and quivering aggressively beneath her as her eyes rolled into the back of her head, unable to handle any more of this 'game'.

the man seemed satisfied with his torture, and with one swift movement he kicked the bucket over, sending both the contents and the bucket itself flying across the small, dingy room. boiling water began to seep into the stone wall instantly as it made contact, the moisture soon to form mould and moss on the cobbled wall. he quickly edged around the seated girl, kneeling down on the freezing ground in between her legs, cupping her face with his hands, a wicked smile plastered on his face.

"you have no idea how happy you make me," he said loudly, his face twitching from excitement as he ran his thumb down her cheeks. he bit his lip whilst watching her, wanting nothing more than to show her how much he wanted her and how much he could give her if she were 'willing', but even he knew she wasn't ready; and he wasn't ready to fully break her in yet; even after all of these years. "open your eyes." he then ordered, wanting to see the pain that she was feeling.

the girl inhaled a shaky breath, before slowly opening her eyes and staring into his pitch black irises, no white resided in them, the entirety being an endless, midnight black; which ordinarily she would find otherworldly and beautiful, but right now, she was only petrified, she had come to the conclusion that her fight-flight-freeze reaction, was unfortunately freeze and had resulted in copious amounts of pain to be inflicted on her.

"there you go," the man said, a low groan escaping his throat as he pressed his forehead against hers, basking in the agony that she was feeling. "oh, you're in so much pain," he laughed, "how are you still awake?" his laugh becoming louder and louder until he was booming a horrifying, psychotic laugh into the empty room. "you astound me, sweetheart, every time we meet i wish to see how far you can go, and every time you impress me."

the girl didn't say anything, she couldn't, as he was right, the pain was an agonisingly high severity, one so high that she was struggling to handle it and she knew that once she reached her breaking point, she would fully become his, even though he didn't exist, he would own her.

"darling, don't ignore me, i love you, you know this." he whispered, cupping her chin in his hand, "i will miss you when you wake up, but i want you to know something," he added.