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Depravity
Part: V
Rated: NC-17
Carter finally woke up, but he didn’t feel refreshed, his sleep was filled with dreams about Abby in the dark room once again. He sighed and forced himself to get to his feet before he walked out into the bright hallway. He knew that he was going to have to look up the name Scott Senate but he didn’t want anyone to know he was up just yet, if Weaver or Lewis were to see him then he would be sent home. He headed out to the front desk when he didn’t see anyone hovering around it and pulled up the patient records. He looked around for a moment before typing in the name, he was hoping that for whatever reason the computer would be able to provide him with some information. It took a moment but the name was in the database, he smiled and pressed the print button.
“Carter.” He heard Dr. Weaver’s voice from behind him and he sighed and turned around to look at her, “You need to go to sleep.” As he faced her he slowly side stepped his way over to the printer where he reached behind him and grabbed the paper that had just printed out.
“You’re right, and I’m going to go home right now.” He smiled at her and turned around keeping the paper he was holding out of Weaver’s view, finally he had his first clue as to what might have happened to Abby.
Abby was laying down on the floor away from the mattress and the noose, her stomach was growling and she couldn’t think about anything that wasn’t food related. She had been refusing to eat hoping that when he saw her close to dead that he might actually feel sorry for her but still a part of her knew that it wasn’t going to work. She groaned and rolled over onto her side wishing that there was at least a window in there that she could look out of but there wasn’t one. No sooner had she wished that she could get out of this place did Scott walk through the door holding an ice cream sundae and a diet coke.
“I brought you ice cream, and you are going to eat it.” He commanded as he took a seat down next to her, she looked at him and then rolled over onto her side and closed her eyes. She really wanted to eat the food it was very tempting but she couldn’t give into temptation that easily, “You have to eat it and I’m not going to take no for an answer any more.”
“Oh okay do you think you can force me to eat?” She muttered back to him not bothering to look at him. He clenched his teeth and set down the plastic dish that the ice cream was in before standing up, he was looming over her and she all of a sudden got a feeling that something bad was about to happen…
Carter had just got in the door when it felt like someone had kicked him in the back, he gasped for air and fell forward into the wall in front of him…
“AH!” Abby cried out and curled up into a little ball, he had kicked her in the back right by her kidney and she couldn’t believe how much pain it had caused her. He did it again and then another time and she screamed in pain, she could tell that he was wearing steel toed boots, “STOP PLEASE! I’LL EAT IT!”
“Good girl.” He stepped back from her and wiped some of the sweat that was forming on his upper lip, “I want it all gone by the time I get back or you’ll be punished.” With that he turned and walked out of the room slamming the door behind him, locking it once more. Through tears Abby rolled over and looked at the food, she was in so much pain she didn’t know if she wanted it any more, but on the other hand she knew that she didn’t want to be punished again if that meant getting kicked in the back.
After three more bursts of pain in his back the pain finally started to drift away and Carter breathed a sigh of relief, he wondered where that pain came from all of a sudden but he was glad that it was gone. He finally got off of the steps and made his way into the kitchen where he sat down and laid the paper out in front of him to read.
When she finished the ice cream she kicked the plastic dish off to the side so she wouldn’t have to look at it any more. She then went over and sat down on the mattress, she decided that laying down would settle her stomach and help her back feel better. She couldn’t believe that he had decided to beat her because she wouldn’t eat, and she wondered what he would do to her next time. She rolled over so she was facing the door, just waiting for him to come back into the room.
“Lets see, Scott Senate was a frequent flyer at county and Abby usually took care of him.” Carter muttered as he read over the paper thinking that if he said it out loud. He now knew who Scott Senate was but that wasn’t helping him find out where he was, there wasn’t any information about where he lived because when he came into the hospital he claimed that he was homeless. Carter knew that the guy probably said he was homeless because that way there would be no place to send his bills. Carter sighed loudly and stared at the paper in disbelief, how could there be no address and how could he go to the police and tell them that he just happened to know of the guy who took Abby. As far as the police were concerned she was just missing, not abducted, and he wouldn’t be able to tell them that he was having dreams about her because no one would ever believe that.
“So you finished your ice cream.” Abby woke up to Scott’s voice, her eyes fluttered open and she slowly focused on him before rolling over so she didn’t have to look, “Good girl now get up.” Her back pain was reduced to a dull ache now but she still didn’t want to get up, which made Scott even more mad, so he kicked her in the back one more time in the same spot he had kicked her before. She screamed out in pain and curled up before forcing herself to her knees so it looked like she was going to stand up.
“What do you want from me?” She whispered and then moved some hair away from her eyes, he smiled at her and squatted down so he was at her level. He reached over to her face and stroked her cheek gently before playing with her hair until he got it into a position that he liked.
“I want you to be the perfect little slave.” He said in a voice like he was talking to a two year old, and she felt her bottom lip start to tremble slightly, for some reason his tone of voice made her shiver and she didn’t like it. She most certainly didn’t want to be a sex slave but she didn’t know if she had any choice but to listen to what he wanted her to do, “Now we are going to start your training. It’s simple enough, I’m going to tell you what to do and you do it if you don’t then you get a little shock.” From behind his back he held up a small tazer, she stared at it for a moment before looking down at the floor hoping that he wouldn’t feel the need to use it on her.
“Okay…”
“No you say ‘Yes Master’ and I never want to hear you say the word no to me or you’ll get a shock.” He pressed the button on the tazer and a little blue spark shot out of it causing Abby to jump and then shy away from him, “Do you understand?”
“Yes…Master.” She replied not taking her eyes off of the tazer that was in his hand, he smiled at her and grabbed her arm before pulling her to her feet. She felt a tear escape from her eye which she wiped away quickly so he wouldn’t see how scared she actually was. Then from his pocket he took out a black leather collar, he then placed it around her neck, it was a little tight but she guessed that was to keep her into check. He then pulled a leather leash from his pocket and clipped it to the metal loop that was on the collar, he then gave it a tug pulling her towards the door, she was guessing that he was going to take her into the bathroom to get her cleaned up.
When they got to the bathroom the bath water was already in the tub, he told her to get undressed and she did that with out hesitation because she didn’t want to get hurt, she then climbed into the warm water and Scott tied the leash off on one of the pipes that was under the sink. He told her to get herself cleaned up and then he left the room. As soon as he was gone she reached to her neck to take the collar off but she soon found that it was locked in place. She cried out in frustration and looked around the room to see if there was anything in there she could use as a weapon. After waiting a moment to make sure he wasn’t going to come back in the bathroom she got out of the tub and opened the medicine cabinet. She almost cried for joy when she saw there was a small pair of scissors sitting on one of the old rusty shelves. She gabbed the small makeshift weapon and started to slowly cut away at the leash that was the only thing separating her from freedom.
“Alright I’m going to get out of here, I just need to hurry and get this thing off of the pipe before he comes back…that shouldn’t be so hard right?” Carter could actually see a naked Abby kneeling under a sink cutting through a rope that seemed to be attached to something around her neck. He took a step closer to her but once again it seemed like she was only getting farther away from him.
“Abby I’m here, can you hear me?” Carter tried talking this time he told himself to remain calm just incase he was able to find out some new information to where Abby was, but even though he looked around and studied the room he couldn’t figure out where she was. He was feeling overly frustrated and he wasn’t able to tell if this was another dream or a memory or a vision, he just wanted to be able to find out where Abby was. It didn’t seem like she could hear him, she just continued to cut away at the rope around her neck, she was working fast and he was worried that she might slip and cut herself if she wasn’t careful. “Abby can you hear me?” She turned her head and looked right at him for what seemed like an eternity, almost like she heard him but she soon shrugged off that idea and went back to cutting into the leash. Finally she cut all the way through it and pulled away from the sink, she started to get dressed while she eyed the door cautiously. No sooner did she finished pulling on her shirt did Scott come into the room, and he looked very pissed off, he came at her but she side stepped him. She then got behind him and wrapped the length of rope around his neck and started to tighten it.
“How do you like it? Huh?” She screamed into his ear, hoping that she would be strong enough to choke him to the point where he passed out. He struggled against her using one of his hands to pull at the rope around his neck so he could get some air. Carter stood there watching but the more he tried to help the more the image of the two of them faded. It was hard for him to stand there and watch Abby struggle with this pervert but he didn’t seem to have much of a choice.
“ABBY LOOK OUT!” He cried when he saw that the man had reached into his pocket and pulled out a tazer, once again she looked up and right at him but that only served to distract her from the task of strangling the assailant and he quickly turned and jammed the tazer into her neck. He pulled the trigger and there was a buzzing noise…then everything went black.
End Part V
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