Help!???? What's the point??

What the FUCK had i done to deserve this??? This thought slammed itself around my head. Lying on the freezing concrete floor of the cellar of an abandoned factory, my right cheek pressed firmly against the floor had long lost its feeling, infact the same had happened to all my body. Arms laying at my side, my breasts being squished under the weight of the bag of bricks, left jagging my back i couldn't escape. Pfft what was the point in trying anyway, i had a metal collar tied to my throat. The metal chain attaching it was tied to some ancient machiner, this machinery i didn't want to know what it could do. Looked like a mini torture chamber if u ask me. Eyes closed i begin to grow colder and colder, and this bloody bag of bricks wasn't helping my breathing. My poor breasts for crying out loud.

The sound of footsteps coming down a flight of metal stairs, made my eyes fly open. The stairs were to my right, although i couldn't see as i was facing the other way. The echo of each step, dug into my brain. Now theye were on the concrete. I shut my eyes tightly, gripping and willing them to stay closed. My body muscles tensed, i had lost all feeling in my legs, but i could still feel the bricks digging into my back.

Silence.

Where the hell did that person go?? Wait wat was that? A whirling sound started straight ahaead of my body. I felt a tug on my collar. Gasping in shock, i coughed loudly. Fuck! Bad idea. My head turned with difficulty to see only a green light on the machine and faint outline of a rather tall man, very well built and muscles of a tank. I gulped quietly. His gaze found mine. I gave a little scream of horror. He came closer to me. I was frightened to gaze at his eyes, but he grabbed my face and pulled it up. I could feel all the bones in my spine slowly creaking and straining. I winced in pain.. He grabbed my face again.

"Look at me. Fucking look at me. You too scared? I ensure you, there is more horrible things to come for you." He spat at me, his voice was rough but alot younger sounding than i thought, i moved my eyes slowly up to his face.Young but heavily formed scared skin formed his chin and cheek bones. However, his nose was broken, looking like it was half way across his face. I eventually gazed into his eyes. When i say eyes i mean eye. His right one glared at me, very white and protruding, where the other eye should of been a hollow space was sitting there instead, the green light reflecting the inside of it. I could feel the acid of my empty stomach climbing up my throat. I gasped and choked, not able to breathe. He stared at me, chuckling as he did. He let go of my head.

Crack.

My chin hit off the concrete floor with such force, my jaw bone gave off a loud crack. I knew it was broken. Still choking i spluttered and gagged for air. Finally managing to swallow alot of blood and puke. I inhaled the air greedily. My jaw was slack and extremely painful. But not worth the tears. Another tug of my collar. Fuck this. I lay restless on the floor, squirming to get away. But what can you seriously do when you have bricks digging in your back, lost all feelings in your legs, jaw is broken, cold as shit and got a collar attaching you to some torture machine. Well nothing much i can tell you.

The man's booming laugh echoed around the walls holding me captive. Another tug at my collar. What was with these tugs? As soon as i thought i regretter it ever since. My question was answered with another tug, then me being slowly dragged along the ground. The concrete floor burned my right cheek, dragging my jaw along, putting even more strain on it. My spine began proesting. I could hear bricks falling off but the bag never got any lighter. I sighed wishing for death. One.. Two...Three.. Four... Five...

FUCKING HELL!!! My neck burned, his boot would definately leave a mark. I felt a warm trickle escape from my neck. Aww great now i was bleeding. The man still didn't seem to be satisfied with this. He kneeled by me, with some strange instrument of torture by the looks of things. He held it next to my eye. I looked at it with a blank expression. My glance gazing up at him with a pleading tone to it. He smiled at this. But continued to come nearer my eye. I shut my eyes tightly shut. Hoping this would help. It didn't. Through the skin, he forced this thing over the top of the gap where my eye was. I flew my eye open, screaming in unbelievable pain. He slowly continued. Blood began to drip from my eye, down my nose and into my mouth. Choking again i gagged and gasped bother trying to breathe and from the pain. I tried to twist away but he had my head locked in place. My eye was now burning and i was yelling at the top of my voice, pleading him to stop. He still smiled and pushed the intrument further into my eye. I could feel it curving at the back it's cold metal burning against my eye socket. Pain had replaced. I looked like him now, with only one eye. Still gasping for air, i no longer cared for the pain. I just wanted to curl up and die.

The man stood up again, i could see his feet from my right eye walking back towards the machine. I lifted my head to see whet he was doing. After a minute or so, i was dragged again. The machine louder this time. I tried moving my arms, managing to lift my right one. With this, i tried to get the collar off my neck. My torturer saw this and running at me. Screaming at him. I full force slapped him across the face when he had kneeled next to me. He let out a small cry of surprise and fell on his bum. Glaring at me with pure hate, he got to his feet. Forcing his boot, swinging it right back and then kicking me in the face. I screamed. The pain was so bad i lost all feeling in my face. I watched with my right eye as the blood dripped onto the floor. All the while i was till being dragged along the floor. He took my right arm at the shoulder blade, taking it in his grip her popped it out of place. JUST KILL ME NOW! I screamed at him. Laughing he bent towards my face.

"You deserve pain before you die. And that little slap back their will cost you. Even slower now" With that he turned his back to me and headed for the machine.

I was too weak to even lift my head and watch what he was doing. My left cheek was resting on the ground which continued to scrape along. All my hopes of escaping now were burning away. More and more bricks fell out of the bag, i could actually feel it getting lighter but what did it matter. I tried lifting my head but it wouldn't move. I was getting closer and closer to this death machine and i didn't have a clue what to do.

I had lost all feeling in my breasts. My spin was curved because of the bricks still weighing me down, plus my legs were deadand my arms were both useless. Still gasping for air, i continued to spit out teeth and broken bone.

The machine suddenly lurched to a standstill. I kept silent. The footsteps returned towards me but i didn't bother to open my eyes. He kicked the bag of bricks off my back. This shocked me so much i was stunned. I gagged so much, my spine sighing in relief aswell as me. He picked me up by the collar. I opened my only eye left to see his face staring right back at mine. Smiling gently he dragged me over to the machine. He attached my collar to another chain dangling from the rood. I couldn't breath again. I stood helplessly on my tiptoes. He then proceeded to walk around me in a full circle.

"Shame you disobeyed me, you have such a great body aswell. Well you will learn won't you" With this, he disappeared to the corner. I began to cry. The tears burning my face but i had lost all hope. The collar began to dig into my neck. He came over and untied it letting me fall to the floor. My feet couldn't support my weight and i fell smack bang on my face. Breathing heavily, i knew i had caused my skull to crack but finally i could breath again. I was now lying on my back. Looking up at the ceiling, i shivered from the cold.

He finally came over to me and picked me up, smiling as he did so, he put me on a chair and tied my arms behind me and my leg to the legs of the chair. He then tied a rope around my neck which was attached to the roof. Not again. He was holding the chair up at this moment so i could still breath. I counted down for when it would drop.

One... Two.. Three.. Four... Five... He continued to look at me, i glared back. Eight.. Nine.... Ten... Eleven.... He kissed my forehead. I was stunned, so much so i was speechless. He chuckled again at me, "You know... i really did love you, shame you didn't love me. Your fault isn't it." Twenty-one... Twenty-Two... Twenty-three... He looked over my mangled body, gave a sigh of pity, looked at my face and smiled again.

Drop.

I swung there gasping for air, my throat being crushed and my neck straining from the weight. The rope twisted round and round in circles tugging on my neck even more. I gasped and spluttered, my head slowly becoming dizzier and dizzier.

One shot.

That bullet sound echo'd in my brain as i hung there, slowly disappearing....