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Punishment

Sobs racked in my chest, the air that I received not enough to sustain me. I blinked harshly and tears squeezed out to roll down my cheeks. His mouth turned into a smirk. “You’re pathetic” he said finally. He threw me on the hard wooden floor and I clutched at my burning throat.

He crouched down on the balls of his feet to my level. As I sat there, catching my breath, he grabbed the back of my head and pulled my lips sharply to his own. Spluttering, I tried to pull away, only to receive a sharp stinging slap on my cheek. He let me go and I raised my hands to my face in protection. He grabbed my wrists and pulled them away from my face, only to crush my lips with his once again.

He pulled back to look me in the eye, “You will do as you’re told” he sneered. “Or suffer the consequences.” With that he pushed me to the floor, banging my head so hard that I lost consciousness, and for that I am glad.

I emerged from my unconscious state naked, sore and bruised. Mr. Black was nowhere in sight.

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