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"Please don't do this, please i beg you." I whimpered with every hit "aaaahhhh noooooo" i screamed as he increased the intensity of the hit to three time more than the previous ones making drops of blood to drip down my back and onto the floor. Every time that whip hit me on the body, it made a loud banging noise which is burning my ears, but this is nothing close to what I'm feeling right now, my body is hanging almost lifelessly from the chains attached to ceiling connected by the cuffs pinned to my wrists tightly, it's sharp edges and the weight of my body cutting my the flesh of my wrists and making blood drip down my arms. My toes barely touching the floor. My body is sore from receiving all the hitting on my back, and thighs making it hard to breath and stay conscious. "172" i screamed, because he asked me to count every time the whip will meet my flesh. I feel tired of living. I just want him to do me a favour and take away my life, because his torture is soo much worse than death. But this monster will never do that, he will keep me alive and hear me scream because that's what makes him happy. _______________________ • WARNING: mature content, abusing, swearing, assault and torture. Read at your own risk, you've been warned. Rated: #3 in suspense
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