Chapter 11 Numb
Chapter eleven
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Riley
“Wakey, Wakey, Riley baby.” He coos and I want to vomit.
I don’t open my eyes. I'm too afraid of the horror that awaits me. I know I’m tied down to a table naked.
The cold metal seeps into my skin, chilling me to the bone.
My face feels battered and my limbs are numb.
I don’t want to move. Maybe if I play dead this game won’t be fun anymore and he will leave me be.
A zap to the ribs has me crying out. So much for playing dead, huh.
Another zap sends my whole body lifting from the table and another and another until I’m dripping with sweat.
My body trembles against the table and my throat is like sandpaper from the screaming.
I’m pretty sure I swallowed my own blood but I don’t care.
I have to get through this right? I have to survive.
Asher will come for me. He will save me. .right?
“You look so beautiful tied down to this table. The bruises that litter your body are like a piece of art. Gorgeous.” Jake praises as bile threatens to spill over.
“I just wanted you for myself. You would’ve been the perfect wife.
The perfect piece of entertainment. The money you would’ve made for the family could’ve been astronomical.
But no. You couldn’t just be happy with me.
You had to leave me and be with the incest twins and now you’re tainted but I think I can fix you.
I think I can cleanse your filth.” He whispers as my legs are spread and something long and cold enters me.
I shake my head as tears fall down my face.
Just beg Riley. Play the game and beg. It's the only way to survive and walk out of here alive.
“P-please Jake. I’ll be good. I promise I’ll be your perfect girl for you.
Just let me go.” I beg as I peel my eyes open.
The bright light burns and I slam them shut as more tears fall down my face.
I try again as a zap makes me scream and the smell of burnt flesh makes me want to vomit. Its burns, it burns so fucking bad.
“I’m sorry Riley. It’s a little too late for that.
” He says as another zap has my body convulsing and foam leaking from my lips.
The room spins as my chest tightens and the things inside me are removed.
I try to take a deep breath as my thighs are pulled up roughly to the point my hips pop out of place.
I scream out but it’s no use. My pleas fall on deaf ears but what happens next has me screaming so loudly my nails dig into my skin ripping the flesh as a hot rod enters me, melting me from the inside out.
My body convulses again and the room spins until bile fills my throat and I begin to choke.
See I was right. In the end I’m all alone with no one to love me.
No one to save me. I guess this is what death is like, choking on vomit while being cooked from the inside out.
The room spins again as another object enters me but I don’t feel anything.
I don’t feel the burn, the sting, the pain.
Nothing. I’m just empty….To be continued in WILD BEGINNINGS.