April Winters, now called Autumn Summers met The Head-Killer once. She's the sole survivor.
He escaped authorities. He wants his one and only back. He thinks there is only one way to drive her back into his arms. She needs to know he still wants her.
Dean is the agent assigned to this case. He needs to find a way to protect Autumn. He needs to find a way to stop The Head-Killer from wanting her, for he wants her himself.
It's going to be a crazy ride. Will Autumn and Dean come out on top? That's the question I'll leave you with.


23. Chapter 22

Chapter 22


- Autumn's POV-


I stared at the ceiling. Thinking about what had happened. He kept leaving me alone with my thoughts, so I could think myself into loving him. I wanted to think about other things, happy things like my childhood. He walked back in.

"So April, do you love me yet?" He asked. I shook my head as an answer, I wouldn't let him win. I wouldn't let him break me.

"You fucking bitch, did you even like it?" He shouted. I shook my head once again. He flipped the chair he was standing by through the room.

"I'll make you love me bitch!" He said as he untied me and roughly dragged me with him. We came into another room; it looked like a torture room. He placed me against a wooden cross and pushed my feet into the binds. They closed around my ankles and I was stuck yet again. He tied my arms again and now I couldn't move again.

"What should I use to make you love me?" He asked with a sadistic grin on his face. He walked to a wall and pressed a button. The doors of the cabinets opened and all I could see were torture things. Whips standing side by side, in different shapes colors and sizes. Clamps for everything that shouldn't be clamped. Knives for everything that shouldn't be cut into. Sticks and more things of which most I didn't recognize.

My eyes widened with fear when I realized he would use those things on me till I loved him.

"Okay okay okay, I love you!" I screamed out in fear as he trailed his fingers over the utensils. He laughed. It sounded like a laugh of an evil witch.

"You're only saying that because you want to be free." He answered, Fuck! He had seen through my lie.

"Let's place some of this jewelry on you." He said as he grabbed some clamps. They looked to be fairly small.

"Oh, but first, you shouldn't have to see what you're going to go through." He said as he grabbed a blindfold from his pocket. He placed it around my eyes and the world was black again. I felt the air move as he moved in front of me.

"This might sting a little." He said to me. What might sting? Oh Fuck! That stings. It felt like my nipple was getting bitten off. He suckled my other nipple and soon the sting turned into a low throbbing I could handle.

"I see you can handle that one." He said and without a warning he placed one on my other nipple. He tongue licked down my body and soon that one also felt like a low throbbing. I became a little more comfortable knowing he wouldn't give me pain I couldn't handle. Then I waited for something to happen. Suddenly I felt his finger toy with my clit. He isn't going to place such a thing on there is he? I thought in a panic. I soon had the answer as a hard pain rushed through me. He placed a finger inside of me and started to move. The pain didn't leave me.

"Ah you're wet, my girl likes a little bit of pain. Doesn't she?" He said to me.

"Doesn't she?" He asked harshly as he grabbed my hair and pulled it down.

"No." I said to him.

"No what little girl?"

"No James, I don't like pain."

"No master James, and yes you do like pain I can feel it on my finger." He said as I heard a door open.

"Ah Cleo. Welcome, see my new toy over here? I need some help. She needs to learn to love me." He said to someone.

"Cleo hand me that one." He said. I assumed he pointed to something. I heard the click clack of heels come closer and then I felt another warm body next to mine.

"Cleo, I want you to feel if she likes it." She didn't answer him but I felt another finger enter me as soon as his left. It had an awfully long nail to it. The nail scratched my insides. Suddenly I felt a hand on my butt cheek. It squeezed and played with my butt.

"She likes it Sir." I heard a high, almost squealing voice say.

"Good." He said. What was he going to do? My question was answered pretty soon as I felt a piece of wood come into contact with my butt. I screamed out in pain.

"Count little girl. You have to thank me for this. You'll learn to love me."

"One." I screamed out in pain as he hit me again.

"Where's the thank you?" He asked me as he hit me once again.

"Two, thank you." I screamed. I couldn't take this kind of pain.

"Cleo, what does her body tell us?"

"That she likes it Sir." She answered. What?! That bitch, I know my body doesn't say that. My body says that I am going to faint from pain pretty soon.

"Okay." He said and he gave me another hit. Then nothing. I heard his feet move and soon he came back. What was he going to do now? I felt his hands move to mine and he untied me. He then untied my feet and placed me on a bed. He tied me again and waited for me to say something.

I stayed quiet. He left the room and soon the heels left too. I could hear the bed in the other room squeak and move. They were probably having fun right now. Suddenly I heard a loud scream.

I got served my food in bed that evening and then he slept beside me. His head lying on my chest. The next morning he started again with teaching me how to love him. My body betraying me every now and then. My body liked what he did. I hated it. I felt dirty. Every day started with him waking me up for food. Then he taught me all day about how to love him, then he would give me dinner, we would sleep to start the same thing again the next day.

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