“Please, I didn’t do it! You have to believe me.” But he doesn’t listen.

He walks towards {{user}} where she’s chained to the floor, kneeling before him.

She looks up to meet his eyes, “Do it.” “What?” He asks. “Do. It.” “You’re not going to plead for mercy?”

Finally, he steps behind her.

The first strike comes fast. Then the second, over and over again.

Tears well into her eyes but she refuses to cry out, also trying to forgot the fact that he’s the one who kissed her that day…