I didn’t want to die.I could feel my body weakening every hour. Why did I have to stay awake? Why couldn’t I sleep through the pain, like before... I was pathetic. Weak. I reeked of dried piss.I was dehydrated. It hurt so bad to move. I wanted to be saved. I didn’t care anymore who did it. I just wanted food, water, comfort.My window. If I broke it, someone might check on me. I looked around. Clothes, a few paperback books, my alarm clock.With all the strength I could gather, I. It was shameful, she wanted to close her eyes and just enjoy the feel of Reid’s hands as they rubbed and pinched at her breasts but she dared not look away. She forced herself to look in the mirror, at her own wantonness, and the slickness between her legs made her want to cringe. She was dirty, she was base, and she was lurid. And she hated how much it was turning her on. Reid’s hands left her breasts and he ducked down, whipping his hands up under her skirts and tearing at the thin fabric. More

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