16 punishment time
Maybe next time you should make sure that I'm completely out of the room" Armaan's eyes had a tint of anger but also diabolic satisfaction gleaming in his eyes.
He knew she was there, he had a feeling, so he turned off the lights and pretend to walk out of the room, only to see light shining below the cupboard; light from the phone.
She instantly regretted each of her decisions.
"Get out of your safety space baby, let daddy see you" He said, grinding his teeth.
She didn't move.
Laying there wide eyed, she looked at him, with terror clearing his eyes.
"No?" he asked.
Then what happened was more than anyone could experience in their wildest-worst dreams.
Armaan reached out his hand to grab her shoulder and dragged her across the living room.
Neha was still on the floor while he dragged her.
"Stupid bitch thought she could escape me" he murmured as he climbed on top her, choking her with his hands.
"I'm too smart for you. You fucking slut!" He smacked her across the face.
Her cheeks burned as if someone threw acid on her face.
He held her up, grabbing her by her hair.
"You ruined it all for yourselves" he said as he slapped again on her cheeks, making her fall down on the floor, facing the floor.
He sat beside her and held her neck from behind, her cheeks pressed tightly to the floor.
Neha groaned in pain.
"Please leave me…" she cried "Armaan" she couldn't breathe.
He made her lay straight as he smacked on her left cheek and then right cheek, continuously.
He continued slapping her till she felt numb.
The stinging pain was turned into numbness.
He held her dress from her neck and tore it apart, in two tries.
She lay there, her cheeks red, only in her undergarments.
He smiled at her as she cried uncontrollably, begging for mercy.
"No mercy for a slut like you…" He said, before tearing her undergarments apart as well.
Only the three layered necklace hung from her neck.
He climbed on top of her and bit her neck, hard.
He pinched on her nipples as she cried in pain.
"Armaan, please-" before she could finish saying, Armaan pinched and twisted her nipples.
She could say nothing but groan and cry.
Arman went down on her and licked and bit her down.
He bit her on her inner thighs and her clit, making her scream.
He smiled as he moved up.
"We could put your necklace into good use" he said "Get up!".
He held her necklace and twisted it tight on her neck.
He pulled it, chocking her and made her get up.
While pulling her using the necklace and dragging her towards the bedroom, the necklace broke, giving a bleeding bruise on her neck.
"Oops" he smiled "Don't worry, my hands are enough" he said and choked her with her hands, pushing her towards the bedroom.
He shoved her on the bedroom floor and closed the door behind him.
Neha's eyes were red due to tears and pain.
She curled herself into a small ball, bringing her knees closer to her chest.
"God, please save me from this devil!" she murmured.
Armaan seemed to hear it and said "Nobody's going to save you from me dear" he exclaimed.
He grabbed his bag pulled out his torture equipment.
"It's time for the show…" he grinned.
"Stand up!" he commanded.
She slowly got up, shaking.
Armaan took a look at her naked body and bit his lip.
He pushed her on the bed.
He held her mouth and said, "You wanted to misbehave right? And you did it very well" he smiled "Now, this is the prize for your misbehaving".
He tied a black handcuff on her hands and tied it on the pillar of her bed.
Next, he took a stick, it has cuffs on each end.
He attached the cuff on each of her legs and lengthen the stick, making her legs spread wide apart.
He took out a choker attached with a ball and two clamps on them.
He tied it around her neck, "Open your mouth" he said, hoarsely.
Neha didn't move an inch.
He held her mouth tight and painfully, opening her mouth.
He shoved the balled inside her mouth and clipped the clamps on her niples.
She tried to move her head up, but the clamps, clipped on her breasts stretched, making it painful for her to even shake her head.
She whimpered in pain and tears flowed from her eyes, continuously like waterfall.
He held the stick, which separated both of her legs, and turned it around, making her whole body to turn around.
She turned and fell on her face, pressing her breasts against the bedsheet, rubbing the clamps more.
It felt like the clamps were going to rip apart her nipples.
She screamed.
"Shut your mouth!" Armaan hollered back.
She could see nothing what he was doing.
Suddenly, she felt stinging pain on her back.
She couldn't breathe due to pain.
She felt in again, again and then again.
Armaan was using a whip over her.
He raised his hand as high as he could and landed it down resulting into powerful lashes on her back.
He stopped after some time, like he gave a break to her, to breathe.
He turned her back again.
"I'm not going to give you pleasure by touching you" he said, "But…" he paused and revealed a long vibrator from his back.
Neha couldn't mover her face.
Her mouth hurt due to the ball in her mouth.
Armaan again climbed on top of her and looked at her bloodshot, tired eyes.
Suddenly, Neha felt a hard material on her vagina.
Armaan, forced the vibrator inside of her.
He went down and pulled it deep inside of her.
She couldn't take the pain; but she was helpless.
He pulled the vibrator out and put it inside of her again, much deeper this time.
He pressed the button to the highest speed and left it there.
Standing up, he looked at Neha, covered in choker, and handcuffs, vibrator down her vagina.
He smiled; a smile of satisfaction flushed his face.
"Stay there like that" he walked towards the bathroom.
Neha's fair body turned as red as blood.
The bite marks turned blue on her neck.
She was bleeding from her neck, from beneath the choker.
Clamps on her nipples, pained more than anything and the vibrator, was vibrating deep inside her vagina and she was about to cum.
Armaan turned on the tap of the bathtub while he stripped naked and got inside the shower.
His hands hurt from beating her thousand times.
He closed his eyes under shower as the water dripped down his eyes and body. Taking away the drops of blood; from his bruises from the fight.
He closed his eyes and felt the water hitting his bruise, giving him stinging pain.
But he smiled, in content "Show isn't over yet"
After 30 minutes, he got out of the shower and walked out naked inside the bedroom, finding Neha still in her position, not moving an inch.
The white sheets had drops of her blood from the neck.
He went over to her and realized that the bed was wet due to liquid from her vagina.
He pulled out the vibrator and held her butt up towards his penis.
He at once put his hard rod into her ass.
She moved her head up in double pain.
The clamps stretched, pulling her nipples up.
She tried to shake him away.
But he gave a tight slap on her butt and stroked her with his penis till he cummed.
He pulled himself out and laid in his bed for few minutes while Neha did what she had been doing since the start; cry.
He got up and removed the choker from her neck, releasing the clamps off her nipples.
She closed her eyes, as if she saw heaven.
He removed the cuffs from her hands and legs and watched her fall down in bed.
She lay there curled up.
She slowly stood up, but her body ached.
Darkness washed over her eyes and she fell down.
The heartless Armaan sat on his bed watching all that.
"Stupid slut" he muttered and walked towards her and picked her up.
He laid her down on the bed and poured some water on her.
She squinted and opened her eyes.
"Get up and come with me" he ordered.
He held her hands and took her into the bathroom towards the overflowing bathtub.
She looked at him, as if begging for sympathy.
"kneel down" he commanded.
She was too scared and exhausted not to obey him.
He stroked her hair and gently held her head.
Neha closed her eyes, feeling his gentle touch.
But then suddenly, she felt a hard push and her nostrils were filled with water.
She felt cold and choked with water.
After few seconds, she could breathe again.
But again, her head went under water and came back up again.
It repeated few times.
She didn't know why was it happening to her.
Again Armaan, as if he read her thoughts said, "This is for hurting me…"
The final time, her head was pushed into the water, she was made to stay under the water for too long.
When she was pulled out, she fell on the bathroom floor.
Trying as hard she could, to breathe.
She thought she was dead.
Unfortunately, she was still alive.
