Terror

I wake up to find myself strapped to a chair in a room. The room is plain white with no windows and only one door. Suddenly there is a throbbing pain in my head reminding me of who took me. I try to get loose but to no avail. A door opens and in steps Simon with a malicious smirk on his face, and in his right hand is a whip and his left, a tire iron. He slowly creeps towards me, and roughly pulls my hair. My scalp begins to bleed from how hard he is pulling my hair. He roughly kisses me, bruising my lips and making them bleed. " Why did you leave me? Did you think you could leave me, you whore? I will show you what happens to useless and dirty toys" he growls out. He tears off my clothes and leaves me completely vulnerable as his eyes hungrily takes in my body image. All of a sudden, there is a sharp and bone breaking pain in my chest, when I realize he just used the whip on me and it landed on my chest. He continues to hit me with the whip and maybe after an hour, he switches to the t