No place like hell by H.N. S (reading women .TXT) 📕

deep into the body. After the first time Simon used this device on me, i counted the 32 scars on my back from the only 3 whips he had given me!

I was pulled from my traumatic past when Simon gently placed his hand on my back.
“You know you deserve this! Maybe this time you will learn!” He traced his fingers over the scars on my back, “Every time i see these, it makes me happy because it shows i can control you.. because you are MINE and that if you EVER disobey me, then you will be punished by my hands.. and my hands ALONE!!”

He backed away, and i tried to prepare my body for the impact. When the first shot sliced at my back, i the felt white hot pain then followed by the tickle of blood pouring down my body. By the fourth i had blacked out due to the extreme pain! I was so grateful that i wasn't strong enough to not have to sit through till the end!
Chapter 9- Liar Liar

10 days of what seemed like never ending rape and beatings, Simon had decided i was to start going back to school as the lie he was telling the teachers about there being a family emergency had them asking more and more questions as the days went on.

It was Thursday morning. Last night had been the first night my restraints were removed and i had slept alone. It felt weird not having my movements restricted, but by no means did i miss it!

I shakily made my way to the bathroom, locking the door behind me. I hadn’t seen myself for the whole 10 day, i haven’t seen the damage done or the damage that still remains.. i guess i am scared that something has scared in a place people will see and would want to question me about.

I hesitantly started to lift my head up until i bestowed my eyes upon the work Simon had done, and hats off to him! He had done some horrifying work!

I started with the damage to my face. My eyes swollen from the river of tears i have cried, my cheeks crimson red and my bottom lip cut and a little bruised from the punches and slaps. Then i started to look down, past my bruised neck with the hand imprints of Simons heavy grasps he clamped over it and down to where the most damaged had been inflicted... my back.

Simon had rubbed cream all over the cuts on my back and covered it in bandages, not for my benefit, just so that it didn’t get infected and so we wouldn’t have to go to hospital, or so that i didn't died... otherwise he would have a lot of explaining to do..

I gently unwrapped the cloth until i was stood naked in front of the mirror. I grabbed the smaller mirror off the side and turned my back to the bigger one. Looking from the smaller one i could see the full view of my back and i was mortified! It was as though i had no skin on my back! And the little skin that was untouched had been covered in dried blood!

I gasped in shock and almost dropped the mirror, i didn’t want to believe that Simon... my father could do this... would do this to his own daughter! I ran back into my room and over to my wardrobe to get a t-shirt, i needed a shower but i knew it would be painful to have water touch my still fresh cuts. When reached to get the top, it was only then that i noticed my wrist! They had been tied up for 9 days and were almost as bad as my back as they had been chapped from the relentless friction burning with any slight movement i had made.
I shook my head clear.. i needed to concentrate on getting ready but first.. i grabbed my camera that i kept tucked away and hidden because i have taken a picture of every major scar Simon had marked on my body.. just in case i grew enough courage to take him to court!

As i carefully slipped the top over my head and over my body, i looked out of the window to find Simons car wasn’t in the driveway! I sighed with relief and felt myself relax.

After a well deserved shower my back throbbed with pain, highlighting every little move i made! But now i had to focus on dressing to hide everything. I went to my underwear draw but thought it was best i didn’t put on a bra.. just the thought sent shivers down my spine! I laid out some black panties, dark blue skinny jeans and a loose black shirt with long sleeves, finished off by my red converse and army jacket.

Next i moved on to make-up! I rubbed in enough concealer to cover my cheeks, but there was no way of covering my lip.. guess i would need to come up with an excuse for that as well!

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I walked into school, so far, so good! In my first two lessons the teachers only asked if i was feeling better and if everything was ok, but thanks to the many years of practice i have now become a great liar so i answered with a believable yes, but clearly i wasn’t! I couldn’t even wear my backpack with fear of it banging against my back..so i was grateful for not getting any homework!

But what i was truly dreading the most was next period, English... with him.. with the man who had made the last 10 days of my life the worst i had ever experienced and for which the person i hated, nearly as much as Simon. But he was also someone who i loved, whom i lusted! Who sent sparks through my body every time we touched!

I sighed and dragged myself off to next lesson, contemplating if i should just skip it!

-Jacks P.O.V-

I got to English early and sat in my usual seat, waiting for Emma and hoping that today was the day she came back in! I hadn’t seen her since the little glimpse i had of her stood frozen on the stairs with a look of horror on her face as i went to her house to give her her phone back.

That look on her face had haunted my dreams for the last 10 days she has been absent from school! I tried to get information from the school, but even with the connections my father had, all i could get was that there was a family emergency and it was best i didn’t go visit her.

The first bell rang and i snapped out of my nightmare to focus of the rush of students entering the class. My eyes darted to each student, not wanted to miss anyone until my eyes popped wider and my moth dropped as the most beautiful girl, my girl walked through the doors.

Her head was down, and her sexy long brown hair curtained her face from my view, but i knew it was her from her hot petite body, and lush curves. Just the thought of how she felt in my arms sent sparks all over my body.. even more so down to my shaft!
She sat in her usual seat but our eyes never met, i missed looking into her deep green eyes, even though they usually shown fear and pain i still need to see them, they were like a drug to me!

Lesson was going by too quickly because it only consisted of me staring at Emma all the time! I tried to cough and throw paper on her desk to get her attention, but she just continued to write note and keep her head fixed to face the ground... something wasn’t right!

Class ended and everyone ran out to get to lunch, leaving us alone. I think she thought she was alone because she looked more comfortable, more relaxed, it pained me to think that she has to put this wall up around her.. but for now i just need to understand...
The sound of me locking the classroom door had her jump and stop from packing away. She slowly turned to face me, but her head still remained down. I took the first move and walked to her.. not too close but close enough so that she was only an arm length away and still close enough for the smell of vanilla to infiltrate my senses, i had missed that so much!

“Emma... i..i missed you so much! Where have you been? Are you ok?” My questions were just met by silence as we just stood there for a while, no movements.. i couldn’t take it anymore! I needed her to be in my arms again, to be on my lips!

I stretched my arm out and placed my hand under her chin so that i could see her face. The contact with her soft skin sent pleasurable shivers down my spine but they were soon replaced by pain as she slapped my hand away and snapped her head away from me.

My hands balled up into fist by my sides because as she swooped her head away from me, he hair had cleared way for me to see a glimpse of her face.. her eyes where puffy and it was obviously from crying far too much, her cheeks where swollen and pink as they were attempted to be covered. But what shocked me the most was the cut on her lip! Something, or someone had hit MY Emma so hard that it forced her lip to split!!

I was now shaking with anger.. but it was only making Emma more scared of me. So after a few short breaths i had my anger under control, i had to because i needed to put the care of Emma first before i start asking questions and killing the wanker who did this to my baby!

“Who did this to you??” my question was still met by silence. I couldn’t take this anymore! I needed to know!

I quickly closed the space between us held her head between my hand and softly brushed my lips on hers. The sudden skin contact with her had electric shoot through my body! Her lips where so soft and taste so sweet, but i needed more!

I licked her bottom lip, asking for entrance but it wasn’t given! I did it again, but this time i licked over the cut on her lip, she moaned and i quickly took the chance. I slipped my tongue into her mouth, our tongues started to play with each other. I was really getting into the kiss and started to slide my hand around her waist