77. Torture
<<. Avery. >>
Call disconnects and Ethan pulls the pair of tweezer twisting the skin on my waist away. I sob and pain spreads across my body. My whole body is hurting with toe curling pain and he is enjoying torturing me.
I am afraid. So God damn afraid. Afraid of what he will do while Miles takes his time toe here. I am also afraid of what he will do if Miles reaches here, unprepared. Will he attack him? Injure him? Take him hostage?
I don''t remember being this afraid in my life before. I also feel guilty. My mind was foggy with pain and I could not process anything. To save myself, I invited Miles into a wolf''s den.
"Such a good girl," Ethan purrs as Iy on floor, crying. His words feel like hotva in my ears. I don''t want to hear his voice. I want Miles to hold me andfort me. Same words out of Miles'' mouth would have gotten a reaction out of me. With him, this wouldn''t hurt. Because I know I am safe and in control with Miles. But right now I have no control. No power.
"Stay here and I will grab some more toys for you. This is so fun, Avery." He strokes my hair, then gets up and walks
out of the room.
I close my eyes and try to not think what he will bring into the room this time. He has been going in and out of the
is room between the torture sessions. My guess are somewhere near the city. I am still tied with rope so tight it''s hurting me. Motherfuxker did a crash course on BDSM in front of me, watching videos, and did everything they rmended not to do. If he doesn''t open the ropes, my nerves around my wrists will be permanently damaged.
I close my eyes and try to think of Miles to clear my head.I try to remember the conversation we had. Despite the pain, it was like a fresh breath of air. The scene he was talking about... I still remember that. I was sitting on hisp while watching. She was tied by her wrists and her one leg was raised in the air and tied using ropes. Another foot was barely touching the ground. It was intriguing and beautiful scene. Her expression was serene because she was in safe hands. Unlike me.
Ethan walks into the room after almost an hour. I open my eyes at sound of his footsteps. I swallow hard when I see him ce some stuff on the table along with a bullet-proof vest and an assault rifle.
"You won''t need that. He is clueless," I tell him.
"Yes. But I am not stupid to stay unprepared," he says and turns his back at me, loading the rifle.
In the past few hours, Ethan drained my bank ount. He forced me to call the banks to approve the overdraw limit on my credits. He managed to liquify many of my investment funds. He has taken everything I had. Still, he didn''t stop and kept hurting me. When it got too much, I cried and suggested he could ask for some ransom from dad or my
husband.
Heughed. "He isn''t even your real husband." He told me.
He kept pressing me to know where I got the money from. I broke down after hours when he threatened to r@pe me using his sick collection of sex toys. I told him Miles was the one giving me money every month. Now I am regretting telling him the truth. I wish I could have lied about a few things to keep Miles safe. But it hurt so much I couldn''t think straight. Right now, I am covered with bruises and bleeding at ces. Still.. I will never forgive myself if something happens to Miles, only because I couldn''t bear more pain.
My brain feels fried, and my body is sore.
"I''m thirsty," I say, and Ethan brings a bottle of water near my lips. I gulp it, grateful for the minor relief.
"Did you always hate me this much?" I ask him bitterly.
Ethan shakes his head. "I didn''t hate you," he says, his tone almost gentle. "That''s funny, because if you didn''t hate me, you wouldn''t have fun torturing me."
"You weren''t telling me things.. You have to admit how much you told me after I used all these fancy BDSM equipment on you. There are a few things I haven''t used though..."
I swallow hard. He has whipped me, canned me. He used extra strength than one should use on anyone. I have to keep talking before he wants to experiment more
on me.
But to my surprise, he says, "I''m sorry for what I did to you two years ago, Avery. I was stupid for letting you go. I was stressed, and I didn''t know how to express my feelings properly."
"What feelings? The only feeling you ever showed me was disgust," I say as tears stream down my face.
He holds my face and I''m too tired to pull away You were always everyone''s favorite, and I got bored listening to everyone praise you. So when De cameining to me, it clicked. As if we had amon topic to talk." Heughs as I try to make sense.
“But soon I realized your worth, and I wanted you back... But you rejected me.”
I lick my dry lips, trying to think what to say. "Please let me go. When we are not under this forced situation... Maybe we can try again."
He gives me a devilish smile. "I like you begging, Avery... I don''t think I would ever let you go."
I freeze at my spot. He grips my chin in a tight hold and he says, "Once I kill your boysister. I will take you with me."
My face retorts as I try to process his words. Oh my God, I fucked up. It was a mistake to tell Miles toe. I tried to give him warning saying code Red. But what if hees here unprepared?
"No. You said you wouldn''t hurt Miles," I plead with him. Now the pain has faded, and a panic has taken over. In the fog of hurt and pain, I didn''t realize how big of a mistake it was to call him,
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"No No No. Please No. I will do anything. Just leave him out of this."
Ethan leans in, pressing his body on mine. "Would you?"
I nod.
"I want you toe with me and be my ve... Can you do that for your boysister, Avery? If yes, then we leave now. And Miles stays out of this," he says, his voice low and full of threat.
I want to jerk away from him, feeling disgusted. I want to scream in his face. No way. I''d rather die than be your
ve. I want to say.
But I have little choice. So I say, "Okay."