Sex Slave: Day 2
A hellish voice bellowed through the shadows, “Wake up, bitch!” It was my father. After what he had done to me in the past few hours, I wanted nothing more than to see him dead. I lay on the cold basement floor as he knelt before me with a sinister smirk. He tightly wound a rope around my leg and affixed it to a metal pole like some kind of perverse marionette.
“What do you want?” I could no longer control my tears as I pleaded with him. My voice cracked and shook with fear as I begged to be released.
His answer was cold and dark, “Because I’m a depraved fuck and I get off on your pain.”
Uncontrollable sobs erupted from my chest as he chuckled cruelly at the sound of my anguish. The evil in his face twisted into a victorious smile, and he whispered something into his phone that sent chills down my spine. Then he slowly approached me, clutching an animal vice in his hand. He demanded that I spread my legs, threatening that it would only get worse if I refused. Paralyzed by fear, I complied. He clamped a board onto my knees to keep me open for his deviant discipline. I let out an involuntary whimper at the feeling of being held captive by this strange contraption.
“No! Please, don’t do this!” I pleaded desperately. His icy gaze remained unchanged, and he refused to listen. The next sensation that washed over me was the most agonizing I’d ever felt. A searing heat radiated throughout my body, and my father’s dark shadow loomed above me as I looked downwards in shock at what he had done. It was a torment like no other, one of complete terror and pain. No words were uttered except for my tortured screams.
The clamps were like a vice on my clitoris. Jacob, my father, cackled as he watched. The cold steel seemed to sink into my skin, and I felt an unbearable pain that felt like it would consume me whole. “Take it off… Please…”
I could feel his fingers painfully probing my delicate flesh, but before I could protest, two more clamps followed the first. It felt like a searing hellfire was licking at my soul. Tears began to flow uncontrollably down my cheeks as I tried desperately to close my legs, only to be held firmly in place with the cruel board beneath me. It was then that I saw the battery in his hands. “No… Please don’t!”