Not given a chance (chapter 2)

Read the first chapter before this one thanks for reading 🙂

I slept peacefully that night and woke early in the morning. I got dressed ate some food went to the bathroom brushed my teeth before finally deciding I was ready and padding to the basement door watching it accept my eye and swing open. I closed it before padding father down the hallway to watch her through the one way glass. She was awake that was for sure from my position on the glass I was inches away from her face. Her mascara and makeup was smeared across her face and dried up tears were laying on her face. I smiled growing hard in anticipation before going over to the padlocked door typing in the code padding in and closing it behind me. She must of heard it because she started struggling against her ties again pulling against her bonds to no avail. I stepped beside her bed and gently stroked her stomach before my hand moved up to her breast squeezing the tip until it hardened. I enjoyed watching her struggled as I twisted her other breast. I loved watching their pain and terror. While most males raped women for the power or feeling I did it to feel their fear and pain. I walked around the bed and pulled off her blindfold in a quick motion needing to see her eyes that held most of a persons emotion. I watched her trying to adjust to the light the fear showing clearly in her eyes as they adjusted. Her gaze wandered around the room and then they landed on me and she started to struggle again. I smiled down at her “were gonna have fun” I told her with a laugh “well I am anyway”. And with that I walked to the bottom of the bed most people would start trying to teach her to obey right around now, but I didn’t bother I liked them alive and kicking.