I could hear the ominous sound of Paul unbuckling his belt, a chilling reminder of the torment that awaited me. My heart raced as I lay there, helpless and bound, dreading the horrors that were about to unfold.
"You shouldn't have done that, my love. I don't have a choice but to punish you," Paul said with a tone that sent shivers down my spine. His words were laced with a disturbing mix of authority and cruelty.
Fear gnawed at me, but beneath the terror, a flicker of defiance sparked within me. I refused to let him break my spirit completely. I knew I had to find a way to survive this nightmare, no matter how dire the circumstances.
"What are you up to, Paul?" I thought desperately, searching for any glimmer of reason or compassion in his eyes. But there was only darkness, a void of empathy that sent chills down my spine.
