4

Alena woke tied once again to the bed. His nails slashed across her body, she flinched as his nails sliced back and forth across her flesh. Was he trying to kill her? Or was he just trying to push her to see how much pain she could endure.

He looked at her before he turned the bed, it spun once, her face looking at the floor beneath her. His nails slicing through her flesh once again she flinched in pain, but held back her tears. He spun the bed back untying her.

She looked at him. ‘I thought that you said you’d make my stay a happy one.’

‘And I am am I not?’

‘Call this happy?’

‘Call this fun.’

‘You’re sick.’

'So you told me. Now come.’ He said placing his hand out in front of him.

'Where are we going?’

‘Down to the club.’

‘Like this?’

‘I’m sure no one will notice.’

‘No thanks.’

‘Tomorrow then?’

‘If I can walk.’

He placed his hand on her face. ‘If you can not walk I shall carry you.’

He leaned forward placing his lips on hers kissing her.

He pulled away. ‘I’ll see you when I return.’

She smiled politely. He pulled himself up off the bed, and walked out of the room.

The door closed behind him. Alyna lay silent too scared to shed a tear.

‘What are you doing to her up there?’

‘Nothing why?’

‘The floorboards seemed to be shaking an awful lot.’

‘A man needs his perks.’

‘But you’re not any ordinary man are you X?’

He smiled evilly.