Demoralized Prey

~~Song of the chapter: Give You What You Like -Avril Lavigne~~

This bed was never comfortable. It's always had the same feeling. Hard, but plushy. It has a vacationess vibe, but for me, it's just another thing that reminds me that I have no control anymore. At first it was a sweet surprise, then it was just abeautiful scene, but now it's just another place in hell. It's just a bedd. It lost it's magic long ago.

He brings me here every weekend. The only thing that ever changes is his "refreshing surprise". Do not let that fool you. It's never refreshing and it always involves an element of excruciating pain. Sometimes the screams stretch my vocal chords to beyong maximum. Other times, I can't make any sound, he likes to hault my breath and pretend that I love it so much, I'm speechless. All in all, it's hell coated in agony and wrapped in an imobilizing tape that holds it all together, and rips me apart.

Speaking of tape, I really hope that he didn't record the part at the end. He likes to keep the videos on his private computer. He watches them during the week. Sometimes I swear I can feel him watching them over and over again. It's like being violated by the wind. I can just feel evrything all over again. Bottom line, he's sadistic bastard with fetish for tortured young boys. Lucky me.

This time was no exception. He started with basic intusion, but that got old quickly. After arrival number one he decided to play a "new game". On a scale for pain, it was about a 7. Horrible and paralyzing, but not life threatening. When that was over, he took a half hour break. It felt like I was in that suitcase for 2 minutes. I wouldn't have thought differently had the clock not told me that more time had passed. I've come to the realization that everything inside my mind has turned to mush. Nothing is accurate and my words have no emotion, whatsoever. It's all gone. Fortunately soon enough, so will I.

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