“Why don’t you choke and die?” I hissed.
This time my stomach took the blow, the air rushing from my lungs and my knees gave out from under me. I knew it was coming but I took it without remorse like I had taken every hit, every lash, every moment in that walk in refrigerator and every time he forced my head under water until I passed out. I took all of it because it was the only way I could fight Noah. Sure I had nearly gotten away but not giving in meant Noah wasn’t breaking me the way he wanted to break me and that infuriated him.
“I think some alone to contemplate your actions is in order.” Noah finally said.
I could hear him moving around, each sound grating on my frayed nerves. I wanted him to remove the blindfold so he could see my simmering hatred for him, the iron resolve and stubbornness I had forged against him. But he didn’t, because he was a coward. I knew it now. I had outsmarted him and he knew he had to keep me pinned down in order to control me otherwise I’d fight back and he didn’t know how to handle that.
But I was still fighting back now. My body was battered and bruised. I’m sure I had several broken bones but I was fighting. I was defiant and I wouldn’t stop being so until my last breath.
“I think this will be fun…” Noah’s voice purred.
His hand gripped my jaw like a vice. I could feel his fingertips digging in as he wrenched my mouth open. I fought back but ultimately he was stronger. Something hard pressed my tongue to the floor of my mouth whilst also passed the corners of my mouth. Something was fastened behind my head pulling the strange gag into my mouth further until it hurt.
“Better,” he sounded amused, as if he was having fun playing a game. “But something isn’t right. Ah, I
know…”
His fingers were like spiders scuttling over my skin as they gripped the band of the grey joggers he had given me days before. The feeling of those intrusive digits were far too familiar and flinched away, panic ripping through me.
What was he doing? Why was he touching me? oh god, please don’t…
“Oh relax little bird. I’m not going to fuck you. You’re not ready yet, I am going to keep your virginity intact for a little longer.” Noah laughed as if he had read my mind.
I froze at that. He didn’t know. He thought I was still a virgin. Something untouched for him to ruin.
I shuddered when my joggers were suddenly gone. My top went next with the help of either a knife or scissors. The winter air hit me cruelly and I shivered as an icy wind rolled in to attack my flesh.
“At least, you better still be a virgin.” Noah murmured in my ear. “Because if you’re not then there is no point of me keeping you. I don’t want a used whore. You’d be better off dead. So Ellie, are you still a virgin?”
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My heart was already pounding but now it was full on racing towards a heart attack. I could no longer tell the difference between my panic and my fear but every ounce of my survival kicked in then and nodded
quickly.
There was no way I was telling Noah the truth. My survival hinged on me being a virgin.
So of course I was going to lie to stay alive.
“I thought so.” Were the last words I heard before headphones covered my ears and noise drowned out everything else.
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