#mayaxalliot

With in seconds she being pinned against the wall, clammy hands rubbed up and down her sides causing goosebumps to raise on her sensitive skin. This wasn't going to be like the first night, though she really didn't remember much of that. She still questioned how long she'd been here. Maya sucked in a breath as she found the courage to speak.

"You're a sick son of a bitch, What the only way you could get a woman is drugging them. The Blind fold, whats that for so I don't see how hideous you are, oh and the rope its because you know if I was free I could- ."

Quicker than she could inhale a breath he had all her hair in his fist and was yanking it backwards so her head rested on his shoulders. Maya could feel the pressure of a cool blade on her throat, as he trailed it down her chest and then to her stomach. 

"You only speak when spoken too and you haven't earned that privilege yet."

The knife pierced her skin then was pushed in slowly, carefully as if he knew what he was doing. Knew that if he gone to fast, or at a different angle he would nic something important. Maya wanted to scream, wanted to cry but wouldn't. couldn't. Giving him the satisfaction of knowing that he was hurting her would mean he won. He pulled it out fast one quick motion making the slice open wider. Maya felt the blood start to soak her shirt she swallowed hard. She was baiting him yes, but sooner or later one of them would break and she just hoped it was going to be him.

"Whats the matter do you have mommy issues."

By the time the words left her mouth, the grip on her hair grew tighter as he yanked back harder before slamming her head forward against the wall in front of her. Dots fluttered behind her eye lids the blow to her head knocked her right out and her  body fell back into his arms.