Sweetp4u
Mischief Maker
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Carmen
"Why don't you just go fuck yourself hmmm?" I rolled to my back, not even bothering to look at his 'sweet' face. Little weasle!
"And if you want me happy, RELEASE me! Otherwise, shut the fuck up!" I was in no mood for his shit, none what so ever. And if he thought I was willingly leaving the room this time, he best think again!
"I am sick of this nice attitude when its all a freakin' lie! Its sickening actually how you can just be all sappy sweet one second and turn around and strap me into a fuckin' torture chair for over ten hours! Yeah, you are winnin' my vote for best ASSHOLE! Sorry my ass, you aren't even remotely sorry! If you were, you'd stop this crap and take on WILLING people for your stupid.. master hear me roar, slave lick my boots!" I was done for the moment, he hadn't said a word but I felt better already!
Anger still inside, body sorer than hell, yeah he was sooooo sorry. I rolled my eyes and snorted a little.
"Crock of shit is what it is!" I fell silent again half thinking aloud and half cursing in my mind.
"I'd like to stick your ass on that machine and see how YOU like it! I bet you aren't even married are you?" I glanced at him then, ignoring the dinner completely.
"Didn't think so, your facade must have gotten old..." I chuckled a little with sarcasm, "How many times did you stab her and say "oh my golly! I am sooo sorry honey bunches... here let me get the salt while I am at it!" I was being a real bitchy snot, but he asked for it and I was giving it to him!
"You are a perfect example of WHY I avoid men.. you all are a bunch of selfish liars.." I turned away from him again, glaring at the roof.
"Go on deny it, I need a laugh.. about the only laugh I will get durring this whole bullshit 'brain washing'!" I even made little quotes in the air as I mimiced his 'nice' voice.
"Tell me something Mr Hot Shot.. How long are you and I going to be at war before you give up?? Oh wait, let me guess.... I'll be released if A... I am a mindless twit who bows and kisses ass.. or B! I am eighty years old..." I tossed the pillow as hard as I could at the glass in the direction he sat.
"Did it ever occure to you that you had NO RIGHT what so ever to dictate someone's life for them!? No I bet not huh?" I shook my head, "Little man playing GOD sydrome!" I smirked and rolled towards his wide eyed stare.
"Angry yet? Because I am just getting started and you have more than asked for it! And ya know what Isaac I bet it doesn't even come CLOSE to how angry I am!" I sat up on the bed and faced him, letting him see just how pissed off I was!
"Aren't I pretty when I am angry?" I mocked.
"If I don't shut up what happens? Drugged? Put into the fucking chair!? How about spanked? Oh better yet, will it all be alright if I call you Master?" I was ready to hurt someone, reguardless of what happened to me during the whole thing, I was daring him with my eyes to come into this room. He twitched like he was going to stand up and I perked up a little, a cold smile twisting my lips, "Can't fight a woman one on one huh? Gotta sedate her and make her too stupid to wipe her own ass huh? Go on then.. go get your drugs or whatever you use to win! lord knows if you came in here without! me being near dead... I'd rip your heart out right about now!" I cracked my knuckles over and over again, irritated and beggin' for a reason to blow.
Finished, I sat there a moment, staring straight at him before the mere sight of him disgusted me. Placing my hands over my face, I wiped up and down before threading my fingers through my hair and glancing up once again.
"You should do a little more research before you take someone... especially a female who was once raped by a man who thought he was God and he was my Master.... I will fight until I die Isaac... Guarantee it..." I fell silent and turned my back on him, even that didn't seem far enough away.
Curling up on the bed, dinner untouched, I let the tears fall, I didn't really care right now about crying or being tough. I just wanted out of this hell hole and back to a normal life! Wrapping my arms around myself, I figured it was only a matter of time before he had me drugged, bound and in that chair again. Well i was ready, I would scream until i couldn't talk and still keep fighting it, I had to! I would never give in to a forced situation, never again!
"Why don't you just go fuck yourself hmmm?" I rolled to my back, not even bothering to look at his 'sweet' face. Little weasle!
"And if you want me happy, RELEASE me! Otherwise, shut the fuck up!" I was in no mood for his shit, none what so ever. And if he thought I was willingly leaving the room this time, he best think again!
"I am sick of this nice attitude when its all a freakin' lie! Its sickening actually how you can just be all sappy sweet one second and turn around and strap me into a fuckin' torture chair for over ten hours! Yeah, you are winnin' my vote for best ASSHOLE! Sorry my ass, you aren't even remotely sorry! If you were, you'd stop this crap and take on WILLING people for your stupid.. master hear me roar, slave lick my boots!" I was done for the moment, he hadn't said a word but I felt better already!
Anger still inside, body sorer than hell, yeah he was sooooo sorry. I rolled my eyes and snorted a little.
"Crock of shit is what it is!" I fell silent again half thinking aloud and half cursing in my mind.
"I'd like to stick your ass on that machine and see how YOU like it! I bet you aren't even married are you?" I glanced at him then, ignoring the dinner completely.
"Didn't think so, your facade must have gotten old..." I chuckled a little with sarcasm, "How many times did you stab her and say "oh my golly! I am sooo sorry honey bunches... here let me get the salt while I am at it!" I was being a real bitchy snot, but he asked for it and I was giving it to him!
"You are a perfect example of WHY I avoid men.. you all are a bunch of selfish liars.." I turned away from him again, glaring at the roof.
"Go on deny it, I need a laugh.. about the only laugh I will get durring this whole bullshit 'brain washing'!" I even made little quotes in the air as I mimiced his 'nice' voice.
"Tell me something Mr Hot Shot.. How long are you and I going to be at war before you give up?? Oh wait, let me guess.... I'll be released if A... I am a mindless twit who bows and kisses ass.. or B! I am eighty years old..." I tossed the pillow as hard as I could at the glass in the direction he sat.
"Did it ever occure to you that you had NO RIGHT what so ever to dictate someone's life for them!? No I bet not huh?" I shook my head, "Little man playing GOD sydrome!" I smirked and rolled towards his wide eyed stare.
"Angry yet? Because I am just getting started and you have more than asked for it! And ya know what Isaac I bet it doesn't even come CLOSE to how angry I am!" I sat up on the bed and faced him, letting him see just how pissed off I was!
"Aren't I pretty when I am angry?" I mocked.
"If I don't shut up what happens? Drugged? Put into the fucking chair!? How about spanked? Oh better yet, will it all be alright if I call you Master?" I was ready to hurt someone, reguardless of what happened to me during the whole thing, I was daring him with my eyes to come into this room. He twitched like he was going to stand up and I perked up a little, a cold smile twisting my lips, "Can't fight a woman one on one huh? Gotta sedate her and make her too stupid to wipe her own ass huh? Go on then.. go get your drugs or whatever you use to win! lord knows if you came in here without! me being near dead... I'd rip your heart out right about now!" I cracked my knuckles over and over again, irritated and beggin' for a reason to blow.
Finished, I sat there a moment, staring straight at him before the mere sight of him disgusted me. Placing my hands over my face, I wiped up and down before threading my fingers through my hair and glancing up once again.
"You should do a little more research before you take someone... especially a female who was once raped by a man who thought he was God and he was my Master.... I will fight until I die Isaac... Guarantee it..." I fell silent and turned my back on him, even that didn't seem far enough away.
Curling up on the bed, dinner untouched, I let the tears fall, I didn't really care right now about crying or being tough. I just wanted out of this hell hole and back to a normal life! Wrapping my arms around myself, I figured it was only a matter of time before he had me drugged, bound and in that chair again. Well i was ready, I would scream until i couldn't talk and still keep fighting it, I had to! I would never give in to a forced situation, never again!