It was happening--the first, irreversible cracks were beginning to show. Despite her best efforts, Madison began to quietly sob when she felt his mouth on her breast, suckling it as if he were her lover. All the while, the knife caressed her smooth skin, reminding her of just how powerless she was. Suddenly, she felt the manacles binding her arms loosen. Madison stared at Zach in shock, her mind wildly springing to thoughts of rescue and freedom.
But no. Her heart sank when he left her legs chained to the bed, and another sob wracked her body when she heard what he wanted her to do. 'Undress me.' She dimly heard him say. Trying to regain her composure, she pushed herself up into a sitting position, her dark hair falling over her chest and covering her breasts, whose nipples were now stiff thanks to all the attention they had been given. As her hands reached out, shaking as they began to undo the buttons on his shirt. When that was done, she gingerly pulled the shirt off of him, realizing with some horror just how strong he actually was. After a moment's hesitation, Madison unbuttoned his pants and started to pull down the fly, before her arms dropped back to her sides. Tears were visibly running down her face now as she looked at him with pure hatred. "I can't do this." She said simply, knowing that as soon as he was undressed, her hell would truly begin.
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