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Anger from the Heart (Krad + Charmed)

"I did." He whispered to her. Her tears didn't effect him this time. What gave her the right to cry? "Here." he said lifting a hankercheif up to her, then firmly pressing it against her mouth and nose. He made sure not to inhale any of the chloroform himself as his other arm held her firmly.
 
The next time she would wake up, she would find herself tied to a table in a dark room. The only light visible in the room came from under the door to her left. Everything was very quiet.
 
Her eyes opened slowly, her mind was groggy as she looked about trying to figure out what had happened or where she was. Her head hurt a bit and her throat was dry and scratchy- she desperately needed some water.

" Is someone here?" she yelled out with fear in her voice.
 
There wasn't an anwser, but David could hear her call. Everything in the room was already prepared, just shrouded in darkness. Her dress was removed, leaving her in only the frilly under ware of it.
 
" Please!" she cried out, terror ringing in her voice. Tears leaked down her face as she glanced down to find that he dress had been removed, leaving her wearing only the white lace bra and panty set along with the white garter belt. She trembled as a slight breeze drafted over her body making her nipples harden automatically.
 
The door opened slowly, a human silhouette entered the room, the door closing again, leaving them in darkness. For a moment there was silence, then footseps. Seconds later there was the sound of streaching duck tape, then the rip just before her mouth was covered with the strip of tape, silenceing her voice.
 
(sorry for the delay!)

She struggled against her restraints as she tried to figure out why the form she briefly saw seemed so familiar to her....
 
Two strong hands clasped at the top of her dress and ripped it off of her, exposing her chest. A bright light flashed on, lighting up her body on the table, but obscureing sight of her captor. His fingers stroked over her collarbone, then over her chest. "What a beautiful canvas." He said, taking a breath.
 
Suddenly, she was on display as a bright white spotlight shone down on her now near naked body. All she had left to cover herself was her small white thong, that didn't really cover that much.

She gasped as she strained her head to try and catch a glimpse of her captor but could not. She mumbled beneath her gag, desperate to cry out...
 
There was a small clatter of metal and a hand returned, grazeing her skin. The other was holding a thin razor blade, dragging it lightly over her shoulder, making its way slowly to her neck and chest.
 
Tears fell like a waterfall from her eyes as she sobbed behind her gag, it was becoming increasingly hard for her to breath and she wondered if she was about to choke to death. God! What is going on? she thought in her mind trying to fight back the panic that was rising-
 
The corner of the blade pressed lightly agaisnt her flesh, then slid down over her chest, circleing her breast. It left behind a thin red line of wet blood, a drop slideing down over her flesh.
 
Her body trembling with fear, she struggled even harder against her bonds as she moaned and cried in pain beneath the gag.

OhGod! Why was this happening ? What had she done to deserve this? Was she going to die? Who would do this to her? her mind raced with questions.
 
The razor was pulled away as a small trickle of blood emerged from the small cut. It beadded and slowly rolled down her breast as she breathed. His finger caught it before it fell and lifted it up into the light to look at.
 
Her tears clogged her throat, choking her of breath. Her nose was so stopped up now that she feared if the razorblade didn't kill her, the suffocation surely would.
 
He raised the finger up for her to see, the drop of blood shimmering on the tip of his finger. "Beautiful isn't it?" He said looking intently at it.
 
Ohmygod! Her body trembled even harder. Who would do this to her? And why? she thought frantically. She thought back to her last memory and saw David's image clearly in her minds eye, she was with him in the bathroom..... but he wouldn't....couldn't..... could he?
 
He reached down and pulled the gag away, then slowly wiped the blood down her neck. He put his hand onto her chest, grasping her breasts firmly. The other lifted the razor again, pulling it accross her flesh.
 
She screamed immediately as the fresh pain of the razorblade cut through her tender skin. " Why??" she half screamed, half sobbed- desperate to know why she was being tortured...and by whom...
 
The razor was pulled away and dropped onto a table behind her. The figure returned, this time holding a long peice of metal, the end of wich was glowing red hot. He waved it infront of her face for her to see, then gently teased at her chest with it, threatening to touch it to her flesh.
 
Finally! Thank God!! her captor lifted the razor away from her and she heard in "plunk" into a metal bowl. It was then, when he walked away and returned shortly afterwards that she caught a glimpse of her captors face as her head strained so desperately to the side.

NO! It couldn't be... she thought in denial, as horror rose inside her body and mind. But when he waved the end of a red hot strip of metal in front of her, she saw by the ends glowing tip that Yes! it was....

" D....David??"
 
"Shh..." He said putting a hand over her face, pushing her head back against the table. He adjusted the light onto her chest, and slowly began pressing the hot metal into her skin, pulling the sharp edge of it down, cutting and burning a thin line on her chest.
 
She screamed beneath his hand as a new kind of terror ripped through her very soul. Pain made her feel dizzy and sick and she feared she'd throw up. Ohgod! David! WHY??
 
He continued this slowly burning the letters S-L-U-T into her skin. He listened to her wimpering and cries of pain. Each one made him tingle, chills running up and down his back.
 
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