"Please. No no! I can't take anymore. Just let me go. I won't tell anyone. I promise. Please." I beg. As streams of tears roll down my face. Landing on the concrete floor. He just ignores me. As he walks from the wooden table on the far side of the room. Back to my helpless tied up body. With some type of pliers resting in his tightly closed hand. He is now standing in front of me. Towering over my small shaking frame. Smirking down at me. Causing a shiver to run down my spine. He grabs my left hand in a tight grip. I try to pull it back. But his grip is just too strong. He takes the pliers. Tightly gripping one of my fingernails with them. "No, you don't have to do this! Please don't? I'm begging you! Please!" Pain began as he started pulling back on the pliers. The pain growing with every second. Then a loud cracking sound. And unbearable pain spread throughout my whole hand. Shooting up my arm. I scream out in agonizing pain. As I watch red crimson blood fill the place were my nail used to be. I begin to sob even harder. When I see him move the pliers to the next nail. IS THIS EVER GOING TO END!!!
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