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A Life in Hell

Training Part 1

Time passes differently here. My room has no windows. The only sources of light I get are the ceiling lights in the bedroom and bathroom and the crack of light that shines in from under the door. Tessa brings me food regularly, but I lost track trying to count the meals. And my collar hasn't been unclipped since I was brought up here after my botched escape attempt. I woke up once to find a cord running along the wall that my collar is attached to, so I can get up to go to the bathroom when I need to. I get one book at a time, so I don't go crazy.

Off-schedule, the door opened. I normally finish about 400 pages between meals, so I was confused when I heard it creak and I had only read half that amount. I looked up, expecting to see Tessa with another plate of food but was greeted by the man who bought me, smirking. I shrank back into the bed as much as I could, but his gaze still penetrated my soul.

"Ok Red. It's time to start your training."

I started sweating, but I knew better than to try and fight him. Especially when he flashed a knife at me when he went to unclip my collar from the cord. He pulled me towards him, and I shivered as his cold eyes came closer. He just smirked again, and dragged me out of the room behind him. We went straight down to the basement. I thought we were headed back into the torture room I remembered, but we walked past that door, and continued down the hall to another. He pushed me in, and I fell to my knees. I started to stand back up.

"Stay down."

I obliged. No point in upsetting him. The man set about, hooking me up to various things. Leather cuffs were placed on my wrists and ankles, then padlocked into place. I was hooked onto a frame in the middle of the room, with chains connecting my wrists and ankles to it. My neck was also connected by chains, but these gave me more freedom to move.

I started to get nervous. I knew what happened to Tessa. It was burned into my memory. I just wanted to know what would happen to me.

"Let's begin."

Notes

Hey guys!
I'm thinking about starting another story. G and F in a mental hospital. I know it has already been done multiple times lol. What do you guys think?

Comments

Yey!...still loving this, nice to see Mikey's POV too.
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I started this today and i cant wait to read more

Lurid Pretty Lurid Pretty
9/23/17

So happy to see you and this fic back, loving it.
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This is such and amazing story I really hope that you upload again! it would suck to watch such a great writer on here not finish their story!!!

It's good but, it's almost as gross as The Milk Fic.