She was wet but only a little. She screamed loudly at the pain. Raping her. “You won’t get away from it.” He swung again, harder, the red lines on her ass not red enough for his eyes. He removed the bar and put cuffs on her ankles, bending her legs around the sides of the cabinet and securing them tightly with chains to the loops attached to the floor. She was wet but only a little. She turned to face him, not looking at him but rather at the floor as she lifted the bottom of her shirt. She looked at him a bit dazedly, drool running around the ball gag and down her chin. Her eyes shut even more tightly at his threatening words. He took the metal bar from between two of the filing cabinets and locked the shackles around her ankles. He unlocked the bar from the loops on the ground and stood, pulling her body against his and turning her around to face away from the wall. She just didn’t know it. Her attitude both amused and angered him. She screamed loudly at the pain.
