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I stared up at him, jolts of pain poking at me from all the throwing around he's done today.

His eyes were evil, I had seen his eyes look evil before but this, this was different, like he had really snapped, he was sick of me; he was going to kill me, just as he did the other pet he once had; the ones who didn't do as he said.

Tom flipped the knife around in his hands, his fingers surprisingly elegant with the movement of the knife "I don't know why I've put up with you for this long' Tom said, admiring the little knife in his hand

"I mean you drive me mad!" Tom yelled at me, his face staring straight at me now.

I started at his eyes in horror, the eyes that i could not see any emotion. I was terrified of him, Yet I wasn't. after all this time, after all his threats, after all his abuses, I called myself defeated. I no longer had the strength to stand up for myself, I no longer had the power to fight, to push him away from me, To show that I can still fight.

"You don't do what I say" Tom was pacing now, now he was a calm villain, looking forward to the pain he was going to cause.

"You always talk back" Tom came towards me and I shuffled back, going stiff once he placed the knife on my cheek, Tom chuckled "You still don't seem to understand who I am" Tom said, sliding the knife down my cheek softly, so all I was feeling was the cold metal.

I ignored his speech and closed my eyes, not daring to look anymore.

Tom groaned before smashing his fist into the wall, right beside my head, causing me to flinch and wince at the fright "Look at me Lisa, you think this is funny!" Tom yelled and i could feel his face only inches away from mine.

after not hearing any response, he grabbed my hair and lifted my head by pulling it, I screamed out of pain and opened my eyes in tears.

"That's right, scream Lisa." Tom said before grabbing a tight hold of my wrist, the knife pointed straight at the veins in my wrist.

"What...What are you...doing?" I managed to say. panic running through those veins "Tom!"

I watched as he suddenly got an odd expression on his face, something i've never saw before, He started to yell out of frustration, his hands suddenly shaking and His voice echoing in the dark room.

"Ahh...She...She's...just a dog." He yelled but not at me, he yelled as he closed his eyes as if trying to escape something.

Then it turned to whispers." She's just a dog..She's just a dog." He continued whispering and I watched him in horror. He was a crazy sick man but i've never saw him acting this Odd.

He yelled again, as if he was hurting but nothing about it made sense to me. Suddenly he opened his eyes in rage, His whispers were now stopped.

"Tom...? ....Ahhh." I tried to call his name but it quickly turned to an scream as he dragged the knife down my wrist, nice and slow.

"That's right" Tom said as he pressed the knife harder through my wrist."I want to hear you scream"

I was crying now, my right hand grabbing at the shirt on his back, aching for him to release me, to remove the knife, my body ached "Uh,...Tom...pl..please" I whined squeaking on the please for the pain was overwhelming.

He removed the knife and let out a sigh of relief as if he was the one getting hurt.

He let go of my wrist and it fell beside my body, I was too scared to move incase it would increase the pain in anyway. Tom turned to face me and pushed me against the wall with his own body, his head drooped down to rest his forehead against my own.

The sweat was seeping from our skin, like this turned him on, seeing me in pain "God it turns me on when you scream" He said, smirking down at me.

"Ugh" I gargled."Fuc..Fuck you."

Tom groaned in annoyance before moving away to smash me in the wall, causing me to fall to my knees "You never learn!" Tom yelled at me.

"Maybe I should cut out your tongue?" Tom said "Or I could cut off something else" He said as he ran the knife down past my breasts.

I whined in pain, my wrist was throbbing, there was so much blood and I was worried he had hit a vain. Tom knelt down to me again "I really thought you'd turn around, come to respect me Lisa" Tom ran the knife to my shirt were he pulled it aside so it exposed some more skin.

I cried out as Tom stood up and threw his knife to the ground. He reached down for me, and once I felt his hands grab a hold of me I began to struggle "No.. please!" I screamed, trying to pull away from him.

He pulled me out of the room and past all the people, and in a few seconds later he pulled me through the smoky place. My arm was still in place, terrified he would touch it. The pain was aching through me, causing me not able to stop my tears.

Tom threw me into the backseat of hid car before getting in the drivers seat, he took off without his or my seatbelt on as always. I was hitting my head and feet against the car door as he sped his way through the busy streets, letting everyone else make way for him.

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It wasn't long till he stopped the car and turned to me "I haven't finished punishing you yet" He smirked evilly, licking his tongue ring seductively.

He turned around for a split second to flick off the music, and then he turned his focus back on me.

"You know" Tom began to speak as he made his way into the backseat with me, removing his black headband that was around his head.

"I knew you were one of a kind that first time you fought me even after I threatened your life."He was now hovering above me, smiling down at my bloody lips and stained cheeks.

"But I know a few ways I could keep your pretty mouth of yours shut" He said shoving his hand over my mouth as well as raising his eyebrows.

He removed his hand then placed his warm hand on my chest. "Don't...touch..me." I said almost in a whisper, my body was now more tired and numb because of the pain i had on my wrist.

"Calm down, I just want to feel your heart" He said soothingly causing my heart to stop for a moment.

"Mhm, I knew you were scared but still you never stop being a stubborn...You kept fighting and fighting." Tom whispered "But the heart speaks the truth darling, and yours was always thumping very fast" Tom said, smiling at me.

I shook my head, my tears started to fall down my eyes again.

"Hush.."He said before resting his head into the curve of my neck.

He took in my scent and smiled "I should have done this a long time ago" Was the last thing he said, before I gathered the last strength i had in my body and kneed him straight in the cock.

He groaned in pain, but instead of leaning up to grab his sore cock, he rests his whole body weight on me, groaning against my skin.

He lifted himself up only to rip at my bloody shirt "No..No" I said as i went to push him but screamed in pain from the deep wound on my wrist.

He pulled my pants off, taking my shoes with them on the way "You never learn Lisa." He then Took of his shirt that was now covered with my blood.

He stared at me, observed my painful eyes before smashing his lips into mine, pulling his hand down between my legs and I grunted as he rubbed me through my underwear. i had no strength to push him this time, to yell at him and make him more mad, I just couldn't do anything anymore

His wet and warm tongue went into my mouth aggressively, smashing around my mouth as well as his hand started to move roughly. "No." I softly monad inside his mouth.

He pulled away from me, breathing heavily, his muscular body hovering over my hot trembling skin.

He licked my bottom lip that was smothered in my blood "You taste so good" He said, whilst licking up the blood around my mouth "Ugh" He moaned, grunted before giving me a small hard kiss.

"Please Tom" I said with my weak voice."Please stop"

"Why should I!" He yelled in my face "Why the fuck should I, I never stopped with the others, what makes you so special!" He screamed in my face.

"Please Tom, don't do this, please" I begged, tears running down my face.

Tom ignored me and un-did his belt buckle before removing his pants "Tom please, please Tom!" I was so scared I couldn't think of anything to say but please "Tom" I whined arching my neck up.

"I'm not going to stop this time" He said, speaking to himself more than anything. His odd expression was back again, his face full of sweats, mumbling things to himself that wasn't clear to me. his breaths were getting hotter and hotter as it was pouring down on my face.

I started at him terrified, There was this feeling that it was already over, I had already lost this battle and he had already won, But he was still fighting, not with me, he was fighting with himself, fighting with something in his mind that seemed to hurt him. mumbling things aggressively just like in the whore house, before dragging the knife into my wrist.

He put his hands around his head, yelling as his voice was cracking. "Tom Stop...what's wrong with you." I said, shocked.

"Ahhh Fuck this..." he suddenly yelled, than quickly grabbed my face." She's just a dog......Your just a dog.."

"Tom.. what is wrong.. with you." I said, I cried as he pulled my body against his cock, "Don't you want to feel this? to feel me inside of you?" He yelled, pulling his boxers down.

He grabbed my face tightly "Don't you?" he grinned.

"No..." I cried whispering.

"Cry more.." He shouted, ripping out my panties. "Please don't... Tom... don't.. I beg you." I begged mumbling, no more power to speak.

"Shut the fuck up!" Tom yelled at me, he screamed at me, right in my face causing me to look away in fright.

For once I did as he said, and shut up "Now" Tom said, stroking some hair out of my face "Be a good little dog for me okay?"

I was silent, I couldn't fight anymore, my blood was dripping from my wrist, seeping from the cut and I was feeling woozy sore, there was nothing more I could do. Tom leant up and grabbed my legs, parting them apart slowly "That's a girl" Tom said as he placed the tip of his cock between my legs."Feel free to scream" He smirked before entering his huge cock in me roughly with e a loud grunt.

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