"If I had a dollar for every time you made a sane decision I'd be POOR!!" I yell from behind the bars of the cage I just woke up in my heart racing and my mind spinning but my breathing quiet.
"Shut up and take your clothes off." He tells me.
"And if I say no?"
He chuckles reaching for an innocent enough looking stick then he presses the button on the side.
*BZZZZZZ*
"This my dear is a cattle prod. I'm sure you wouldn't want to experience it." He says before turning it off. "Now strip!" He yells.
"I don't want to." I tell him daring him to do it. He just smiles wickedly before he turns it back on and stabs me through the bars burning my arm. "Take off your clothes!" He yells. I slowly start to remove my shirt and he zaps me on the side causing it to burn the smell of burnt flesh floating through the room.
"I'M TAKING IT OFF!" I scream moving away from the bars.
"Faster." He tells me licking his lips.
I strip quickly trying to hide my fear and my body. Trying to remain confident through out this thing that I'll be saved. God don't let me be like Laura Wolf...
"I'm going to break you." He tells me. "You'll be begging for the cattle prod when I'm done with you." He says heading off somewhere into the small cabin.
"I bought this not long after you left me, I thought it would be perfect." He tells me holding up a large bird cage.
"You wouldn't really put me in there...would you? I wouldn't be able to move..." I say quietly as I watch him set the cage on a pedestal.
"Why else would I buy if but for my stunning runaway birdie?" He asks reaching for me. I flinch away but he opens the door pulling my arm hard dislocating it.
"You'll get in your cage and your going to LIKE IT!!" He screams slapping my face hard. If he hadn't had a grip on my arm I would have slid across the floor with the force of it.
"No one will save you now." He tells me kissing my neck before biting it drawing blood making me scream. He smiles as he pulls away from my throbbing neck blood dripping down his chin.
"I've missed this." He says licking his lips.
"Please leave me alone..." I tell him my voice fading towards the end.
"Your mine and I'll do whatever I want, I will not leave you alone!" He yells pulling me by my dislocated arm to the bird cage and he starts shoving me in. I scream at how tight it is my whole body cries out in pain...
"There you are my pretty birdie." He says before walking off like he hadn't just shoved me in a cage too small for me.
Please God..kill me or rescue me, please help me. I pray as I try to get as comfortable as possible in the cage. I test the bars. This is no normal bird cage the metal looks thin and bendable but when I try it doesn't budge.
I stay there for what seems days but by the fact that the window over the door is still dark it hasn't been all that long.
I think about Sam and Waffles, Emillia, Jack then my mind floats to my mom...she almost died the last time this happened...what will she be like now?
"I've brought you something very special my pet." Rex says rolling in a small fire pit pulling it up next to the cage.
"I'm going to claim you, consider it like a collar but far more permanent." He days chucking. I realize what he plans and I start freaking out trying to get away from him to no end. "This will hurt but you'll thank me for it one day." He says pulling the red hot branding iron out of the fire.
"No, no, no, please no!" I plead as he lifts it up smiling widely, "Scream for me Auggie." He says pressing the brand to my thigh. I let out a scream so loud I hurt my own ears. I watch as he pulls it from me and sets it down. "I'll wait till you wake up for the rest." He says smirking as I close my eyes fainting from both the pain and the smell of my skin burning.
When I wake up again Rex is there to sear my feet with a sheet of metal. "So you don't run away." He told me before setting it aside and pulling a spear from the fire.
"Trial by fire my pet all this for leaving me, I am the Judge the Jury and your torturer I don't plan to kill you just yet." He says smiling as he presses the spear into my arm making me scream as he pulls another one from the first stabbing my thigh burning holes into my flesh.
"Sleep for now pet, and tomorrow the real fun begins." He says caressing my cheek making me flinch.
My head hurts and my body obviously hurts worse. Where's a knight when you need one...

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