Kidnapped: Sabrina's Story -- Chapter 4 -- Torture As We Know It

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It was a smack in the face when Sabrina woke up.

It wasn't the end.

She could tell that she was in the room she had learned to hate so much. But all the objects in it, the small bed, and the two different-sized buckets, were missing. She was sitting on an uncomfortable chair, and when she moved her wrists, she realized that they were cuffed.

No!

She started to panic, desperately trying to escape until her wrists were bleeding. There were black spots in her sight as she continued to bleed out.

The next 2 days were painful for her. She was in a silent room, unable to do anything. She wasn't fed for those two days and was slowly starving. It would only be a matter of time before she was greeted by her long awaited death.

She spent the majority of her time praying that the sicko that kidnapped her would be caught and be killed, never able to touch someone again.

But after 2 long days, or to poor Sabrina, what felt like years, the door creaked open.

It was Robbie.

Not just a normal, mentally insane Robbie, but an angry and obviously drunk Robbie.

He picked her up and threw her against the wall, hard. Some blood splattered on the wall and Sabrina screamed, her head throbbing.

One second she was sliding down the wall, sobbing and begging that this would be how she died, for she couldn't stand living anymore. The next second she was pinned against the wall, being punched and kicked in every way possible, her head flying left and right as she was punched.

But he wasn't done. No, he wouldn't leave her at that, He picked her up, still silent, and dragged her through his house, to the bedroom, and tossed her on the bed. It took a few moments to realize what was happening to Sabrina, but by the time, it was too late.

"No!" She screamed, it being one of the few times she had screamed at her captor. "No! Please! No! STOP!" He was pulling off her pants, and her underwear with it. "PLEASE! NO! STOP! NO! PLEASE! NO!"