Curled up in a corner with her knees to her chest, she has nothing on but her panties and they smell of urine. It’s dark and damp with a mattress over to one side of the room, next to it is a pail and it smells from her waste. On the wall are marks she has made for everyday she has been there, she stopped after 48. A plate lies on the floor with nothing but a few crumbs and the rats could not be happier. She gave up on trying to shoo them away. She is dirty, and cold but has lost her strength to fight.
She can hear faint music coming from somewhere above, and laughter. A party in the house is happening and not a single person knows she is there, except for him. His name is Tony. He is the CEO of a company called Renegade – they specialize in exotic travel. Customers pay thousands of dollars to travel to exotic countries and off the grid places. Celebrating a huge deal that fell through, he throws a dinner party for the company. The house is beautiful, hidden in the valley of Beverly Hills and had a gorgeous view. His only issue was loneliness. He was easily bored with the women he was surrounded by all the time and decided he was going to do something about, and he did.
It was a Saturday night when he bought her back, she had no idea what had even happened. Just that she woke up in this small damp room where she now finds herself. He had followed her home after seeing her at a restaurant, and she wasn’t even out of her car before she felt the punch in her face, He hit her so hard it broke her nose and she blacked out. She woke up, after he had taken her back to his house, Once there he raped her repeatedly, loving how it made him feel more powerful than he had ever felt before.
She screams but nobody can hear her way out here. She is now his prisoner, and he treats her like she is some lonely dog found off the street, making her do the most unthinkable things. She has lost track now of how long she has been there. The music stops, it’s quiet now and she know’s he will be down for her soon and crawls to the mattress as she hears the door opening.
He walks to her and waves his hand in front of his nose, “Get up” She is weak but somehow forces herself to her feet. “You stink”, he says as he grabs her by the arm, dragging her up over to the stairs. She’s confused now, thinking to herself, ” What is he doing?”
Looking around she looks to see where the door is and tries to focus over the sound of water running. He pulls her into a bathroom where he tells her to take a shower, then walks out as she watches to see where he goes…out of sight. Sighing, she steps into the shower and the pressure from the water feels both good and hurts at the same time. Closing her eyes and stands for a moment, than something clicks in her head…razor.
There was one on the sink! She remembered seeing him put it there so she could shave and her adrenaline kicked hard. Once she realized what this meant, she broke the razor so the blade was exposed, and hollers to him, shaking but trying to keep calm at the same time. As he turns the corner, it’s done. She slit his throat and had somehow found the strength to cut deep. Madness now settling in, she grabs him by the hair and begins dragging him….down into the pits of hell where he kept her, and threw the bucket of her own waste on him before she leaving him there to die.
She is finally free from him…so she thinks.
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