GONE

08

"What?" It barely felt like a whisper as it left my lips and I watched him let out a triumphant smirk.

"You heard right. You're going to get naked right now and go on all fours as you pretend to be my dog for today. No fighting back or you'll have to just watch me gut Tommy"

The words were swirling through my mind as I replayed it over and over again. Get naked, and pretend to be his dog. He was sick. He was a pedophille who enjoyed mentally and physically breaking people as he humiliated them by doing horrendous acts.

Was this what he got off on? Turned on? Watching naked girls pretend to weirdly be into some role play gone wrong shit?

I held down the bile that threatened to come out.

"I-I-"

Was this what I wanted? To have my last shred of dignity being pulled away from me as Luke and his weird posse watch me as I bark and run?

"Second thoughts?" He said grinning from ear to ear but I hold my hand over my stomach. The door suddenly once again opens and the two girls come in silently before entering the cage as they walk over towards Tommy, setting down the large box on the ground.

"It's up to you though Grace, I mean eventually I'm going to do worse to you than just this. But it's interesting, to see who'd you put. You're self righteous morals or your own selfishness?"

I had to do it. For Tommy. For my family who were out there in the world crying and shaken up at my disappearance. I had to stay alive for them. For Tommy. I had to do this.

"Stand up" he barks at me and I flinch at his words before slowly getting up, tears now trembling down my cheeks as my body is shaking like a leaf.

"Strip"

I watch, almost as if I was in another persons body watching from the outside as my fingers curl on the bottom of my singlet before quickly taking it off, leaving me in a bra.

Luke licks his lips in what appeared to be anticipation before clapping his hands. "Pants"

I stare down at horror at my jeans before shaking my head. My vision was blurred with tears as I couldn't even think straight. "P-please" I beg. Weakly.

Pathetic. That's how I felt powerless underneath him as I watch him roll his eyes, as if he was a bored child at a theme park. Except, it was only a theme park for him. "Now" he orders sternly and I watch as all eyes were pressing on me now and I felt like a rat about to be dissected.

"Oh for fucks sake Grace, you're so slow"

Without even realising what he was doing, he walks up to me before pulling my jeans with his chubby fingers and ripping them off me, my bare pale legs heavily exposed as I shiver from the cold air.

Goosebumps began to rise on my skin as I stared down. I felt empty, dirty. My skin looked pale, malnutrition as several burns and bruises were evident on my hips and legs. My colourful yellow underwear felt filthy as I had realised I had been wearing these clothes for almost four weeks now. I felt sick.

"You are just so beautiful" Luke snaps me out of my thoughts as he purrs at me and a stingy acid burns at the base of my throat. He glides his hands up and down my arms as I intake a sharp breath not releasing until his disgusting fingers leave my touch.

He glances at them wickedly before staring at me. "What do you say guys?-" the larger man in the back and the two girls glance up at him. "-should we take off her bra?"

His words hung heavy in the air as my hands immediately go up to cover my chest. As if synchronised, the girls and the man let out an amused laugh and I wanted to die.

"I think they want it off too" He eagerly grins as his fingers begin to unhook my bra. A plea of cry leave my lips as I watch him flick my T shirt bra across the floor.

"I-I changed my mind. Please" I beg him but he just continues to let out a monsterous laugh as the others follow before he shakes his head. "Too late little girl"

Suddenly, I am shoved down onto the floor as my palms roughly connect with the concrete beneath me. Before I even manage to lift my hands up to cover my exposed skin, I feel a cold metal chain clunk around my neck as my eyes widen in fear.

He had placed a collar on me.

Tears were now falling freely as my fingers gnawed at the collar, begging him to take it off as the suffocating grip makes it hard to even swallow.

"No!"

A smack connects with the back of my head and my body is lurched forward as I lay against the concrete, my nipples and breasts scraping harshly against the concrete.

"Up now doggy!" A yank from behind the chain causes me to let out a yelp as I realise I had been pulled back by Luke. Pain is throbbing at every inch of my body as I let out vicious grunts, attempting to remove the collar attached tightly on my neck.

He was sick. He needed help. But on top of all of it, I tried to keep strong. Despite the fading walls of security slipping away, I thought about my family, my poor father who may or may not was lying unconscious in a hospital bed, fighting for his life. I had to be strong for him.

Glancing around, I cock my head towards Tommy who unconscious was now being heavily treated by the two girls who took tending to him on either sides. They dabbed his skin lightly and bandages him up as I watch him almost stir.

I didn't want him to see me like this.

"Move doggy! Or I'll bring out my whip to teach you a lesson!"

My lips trembling from the threat, I began to slowly crawl, the metal chain swinging in the air as his and the other mans laughter rungs throughout the room.

Don't vomit Grace, just a few more minutes.

My family, Carter, my friends, Tommy. These were the people I needed to stay alive for. To keep strong with whatever Luke had planned for me. But it was hard. Every time he would glance a me I felt as if he could see exactly through me and I wanted to immediately run from my thoughts. But I couldn't.

"Aren't you a good little doggy?" Luke bends over as his hot breath tingles on my ear. I shake my head as I try to remove the lingering scent of his voice but it doesn't work. I continue crawling slowly around the gate as he walks behind me, his heavy boots slamming against the concrete.

Glancing at Tommy's body once more, I watch them tend to it until my gaze averts to his face. His eyes were now wide open as he watched me and I almost felt relief. I wanted to crawl to him, to hide under his gaze. I know I didn't need anyone to protect me, but I wanted him to know I did this for him. Even if he never found out.

A tear escapes his eyes before he shakes his head and turns away.

I flinch.

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UNEDITED