I wake in a dark and dirty cell it and it stinks. My head is killing me and I notice my ribs were as well as if I were hit or kicked. Regardless it hurts like a bitch.
There is no one around when I wake up and I do not want to draw attention to myself just yet, I need to take in my surroundings first. There is really not much to take in as there is barely any light, no windows to see outside. I'm so screwed.
I hear someone coming and I am not ready for what comes next if they find out that I'm awake, so I pretend to still be asleep. I can hear them messing with keys to unlock the cell, I am trying to be as still as possible. It didn't work he hauled off and kicked me in the ribs before grabbing me by my hair pulling me to my feet and slapping me across the face.
Sometimes I do not know when to keep my mouth shut, and said now didn't your mother not teach you how to treat a lady. Another slap to the face and then he throws the food he was bringing me all over me, telling me it would be wise to keep my pretty little mouth shut if I knew what was good for me.
Before he leaves I try and ask where I was and what they wanted from me. He pushes me to the ground and tells me that I will find out in due time. With that he turns and locks the cell back and leaves.
Trying to asses the damage I already have a massive bruise on my ribs and my lip is busted all to hell and back. I stand shaking the food from my clothes looking around to see if there is anything I can eat, I am starving. Thank god they put the sandwich in a bag, I opened it not caring what it is I eat that thing in almost two bites.
There is someone else coming, I just shove myself as far as I can in the corner of the cell. I don't want nothing to do with these people. He opened the cell and comes right at me, you can tell this man is angry I didn't do anything I muttered as he grabs me by my hair bringing me to my feet. He is pulling me by my hair at this point because my feet cannot keep up, to another room where there is a camera and a chair in the middle.
Oh a randsom how cliché, a swift punch in the stomach makes me fall to my knees , I take this moment to headbutt that asshole in the dick and watch him fall to the floor. Another man quickly comes and grabs me sits me in the chair and ties me to it, we have a fighter it seems laughing as he smacks me so hard across the face. I turn my head to him and smile before I spit blood in his face and scream fuck you.
After they they did the video two of the men asked the third guy to take this to the Dom. My mind starts racing Dom the fucking mafia are you kidding me. What the fuck has my dad done to the damn mafia. At this point I don't care I just want to be anywhere but here. The man they told to take th tape looked like he did not want to leave me with the other two men, one guy pulled out a gun threatening him if he didn't listen. He mouths the words hang on as he runs from the room. Is he really going to try and help me after all of this.
The two men have a look in their eyes like I have never seen. They both step towards me with smiles on their face, they are up to no good. I start trying to get away from them as much as I am able . I am kicking and throwing my body around as I start screaming for help. They start ripping my clothes off of me. I am crying at this point screaming for help.
The next thing I know is the door busts open and I hear what the fuck do you think you are doing, both men stop abusing me and the man rushes to me scooping me up taking me out of what I could only imagine being the dungeon.