Milanas PoV

Limp.

Sensation.

Tied to a table.

Legs propped up on a stand like I'm some sort of doll on display

Dignity gone.

For the second time.

Can't move

Can't fight

Can't escape

I'm just his little toy which he wants to play with.

His puppet

I was attached the the table. Rope around my waist, tape on my arms, pinning them to the table and also on my legs, securing them ontop the wooden stands. And of course only my underware on.

You know you have sleep paralysis. Can't move, can't react, scared out of your mind because you are under attack and can't move. A monster lurking beside you. You can feel the monster Attacking you, pushing down on your chest, making you unable to breath. Biting at you and scratching. Till you wake up and it's over.

But you know when it's not a dream. In fact it's real. The scars the monsters leave don't fade as you open your eyes. In fact you don't open your eyes, because they were never shut in the first place.

That's the reality paralysis I was having.

Dylan began to slowly bring down my pants. I could feel the heavy weight on my chest and the pleading to move kicked in but my body wouldn't respond.

He got to my legs then realised he wouldn't get them down any further because they were attacked to the wooden stand. I herd him groan slightly before lifting up a knife and cutting though them. I felt anger soon flood though my vains since they were Victoria secret but I had other things to worry about.

Once Dylan had them removed and off he then 'tucked into his dessert"

He was right. I could feel it all.

It was a horrible yet I was enjoying it. Dylan was stripping away yet more of my dignity. I wasn't able to fight back or even move around. But, as much as it pains me to say it but I didn't want him to stop.

He knew what he was doing. He knew that he could make me feel this way and control me this way. It was all apart of his sick "horror movie"

"This is so much better then my other desserts" I herd him say as he he took a little breather

I didn't know if I should take that as a compliment or be completely disgusted by the fact that others girls went though this hell. I wanted too know who they were. I guess I'd fine out soon, when I died and was sent to the same after life they set in. Destroyed by what he did to them.

And their family. My family. I can't even imagin my family having to go though losing me to a monster who violated me, but the family of those girls had to go though that. Being distorted by their daughter never coming home one day or rang them back.

That thought just lingered in my mind. My family. I didn't live with them but once they notice I'm not answering their calls or dropping by they will start to worry. That thought killed me the most, but made me stronger. If I just fought him maybe I'd defeat him. Show justice to the girls and their family and not send my family though that hell.

That will be the motivation to help me survive

I started to get movement in my hand and I scraped my nails against the table

" Your going down. I promis" I thought

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