《1984》Chpt. 8

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Nevertheless, I took his hand and he helped me up out of the tub.

"Now," he said with a different face than a few seconds ago, "pick your towels up. I need to wash them."

I silently nodded and went across the room to where the dirty towels were. I knelt down and picked up the blindfold.

"The other one, too."

The... The other...

"It's only your bodily fluids. What's so bad about it?"

I suppose...

I made a disgusted face, swallowed my pride, and dreadfully picked up the nasty, stomach acid ridden towel. It reeked. I stood back up, and was met with a smile from Lance.

"Good boy." he praised, as if he were also giving me a treat of table scraps. he commanded with a condescending grin as he turned around and walked out the bathroom door, leash in hand.

All I could do was give him a scowl behind his back.

How dare you think yourself something higher than me!!

He lead me out of the bathroom and into a hallway. To my left, was a wooden door that had a glass rhombus at the top. To my right was a door of the exact same style. The right looked like a front door, just a suspicion.

We walked towards the front door.

If I weren't cuffed like this. If I knew whether that door was locked or not. If I knew where the hell I am, I'd make a run for it.

I kept my eye keen on that door. My eyes were so keen, I didn't even notice that I had run right into the back of Lance. Upon realizing my grave mistake, I froze in fear.

Oh no, what have I done!? What is he going to do!?

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Lance looked at me with a stern face.

"You were looking for a way out, weren't you?" he said, not said like a question and with a terrifying tone.

I waved my hands in front of my body and desperately shook my head back and forth in a panic.

"You filthy liar!!!"

Before I could do anything, Lance yanked the leash to my collar, sending me crashing into the floor, head first. I caught myself by my hands, but dropped the towels upon falling. Lance stomped his foot on my back, forcing me into submission.

Somewhere within Lance's speech, a woman started screaming. She was crying bloody murder.

...She doesn't even sound human..

Lance screamed back.

...His voice.. It's so different...

Tears streaming down my face, I pathetically nod my head.

We both waited for a while. Seconds felt like hours under his heal. Finally, he let off my back.

"I still don't believe you. Stand up, you worthless lump of life."

I obeyed, weakly standing up. I felt as though I were a small child after being scolded by its mother.

"Get the towels." he sneered, then walked off.

I quickly picked up the towels, then scurried after Lance like a lost puppy.

Lance dragged me down the stairs once more. Someone, the woman from before, ran up to the wall next to me and pounded on it the whole time I was on level with her room, groaning and moaning like some animal.

How many are there here with me...?

Once down, Lance took me to the washer.

"Put them in."

I put the towels in the machine, then looked back to him.

"The blanket, too."

I swallowed as I dreadfully looked over the the dirtied blanket on the floor.

"Don't just stare like an idiot, get it!!"

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I quickly walked over to it and back to the washer, stuffing it in, too.

Lance shut the washer door and looked over to the bed.

I grew fearful at his plotting glance.

"Put your hands on the bed, your back facing me."

I froze. I knew what he was implying, but I couldn't believe what he was saying.

He switched his gaze back to me. "Step to it."

I dreadfully walked over to the bed and did as I was told, the bed creaking under my weight. Lance advanced behind me. I didn't resist and simply put my head down.

I've never had this done before. ..I hope it doesn't hurt.

"I'm going to show you that you are mine. You're weaker than me. Just give up." he said, unzipping his pants.

Then, Lance thrusted himself deep inside of me without any restraint whatsoever.

"Ah!...Ah!"

Unable to cry out in pain, I threw my head up, mouth agape. I never could've imagined this kind of pain in a million years. Tears formed in my eyes from the tearing pain. Lance started ruthlessly thrusting into me, forcing me to drop to my elbows and make my knees weaken.

"Don't you dare move a muscle. Take your punishment."

I felt as though my insides were being mashed to a pulp.

I...can't even think...

The pain was just too much.

That face..

That man from my past...

...Who the hell--!!

Lance suddenly thrusted most harshly into me, forcing a small sound from my throat.

"Ah..!"

-are you!!!

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