You're Mine, Carolyn

I cried myself to sleep and when I woke up I started thinking about what happened and I cried again. I still hadn't believe that I got raped. During the day, He'd come a few times up to the room where I was to bring me food, still with his fucking mask on and every time he'd talk to me I didn't said anything order than saying yes or no with my head. Good news, he didn't forced me to do what he did last night to me. Bad news, he cuffed both of my hands to his bed and he'd only took them out when it was time for me to eat or going to the bathroom. When I wanted to go, he'd cuffed my hand with his and take me to the bathroom and he'd cuffed me back to the bed when I was done.

I desperately needed to take a shower to get rid of the dirty and to wash away what happened last night , so I screamed for him to come upstairs. After a while I heard him unlocking the door and he got inside.

'' what do you want?'' he asked closing the door.

'' I- I need to take a shower please... '' I said fearing that he'd said no.

'' okay. '' he came to me, uncuffed me and grabbed my hand and led me to the bathroom, pushed me in and closed the door and I heard the room door getting closed and locked. I stripped down my clothes, entered in the bathtube and turned on the water. When I finished I cleaned myself and wrapped the towel around me and got out of the bathroom. Once I opened the bathroom door I noticed that on the bed was a tshirt, a pair of boxers and a basket shorts. He might have put this here for me to wear. I placed the towel on the bed and dressed what he had gave me to dress. I went back to the bathroom to brush my hair with my hands because I was too lazy and weak to search for a hairbrush.

I went to sat on the end of the bed waiting for him to come and cuff me to his bed but it had passed a while and still I was free. I got up and went by the window and looked outside. I guessed it was passed midday because the sun was high and it was burning my skin. I tried to see if the window was opened but it wasn't.

'' fuck. '' I mumbled to myself. I went back to sat on the bed. My body hurt from the previous events and I felt really tired though I slept maybe 4 or 5 hours. I laid down on the bed and closed my eyes.

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I woke up hearing some screamings downstairs and I looked to my wrists expecting to see them cuffed, but they weren't. So I got up and went by the door and started pounding on it and screamed for help. I was already giving up my hopes when I heard steps. I backed up a little bit and the door was unlocked and someone entered. It was my kidnapper again. He came to me, fisted me and I fell backwards hitting my head hard on the ground.

'' I fucking told you to not scream!'' he said and kicked me on my belly. I was biting my lower lip hard so that my screams for pain wouldn't come out.

'' now you dont scream you fucking bitch, huh? '' he kicked me again, harder this time and I screamed with every piece of pain I had inside.

''STOP PLEASE!'' I screamed beging for him to stop. Tears were streaming down my face and I could feel the blood sting on the spot he had kicked me and punched me in face and I knew that it was going to hurt later. He walked away from where I was and leaned on the wall. I slowly got up and managed to sat down on the floor and leaned my back on the opposite wall from him. He was watching every move I'd make and that made me nervous. I kept silently crying and after a while he got out of the room and came back with a plate with food and placed it beside me and got out unlocking the door. I slowly ate the food he gave me because it hurt me when I made any move. When I finished I tried to get up but the pain was too strong for me to be able to move so I ended up staying on the floor.

I stared to get sleepy and after a while I closed my eyes and drifted of to sleep.