Her head hurts...
Eudora George groaned. Her head felt it was splitting.
She tried to lift her hand to touch her wounded head, only to find out that she was tied up. She couldn't move at all.
Eudora’s heart started beating wildly as she glanced around her surroundings.
She was tied up on a bed. The room was very dark and she could vaguely see that there were iron chains and whips around her.
Eudora recalled the last moment before she passed out. Felix Meyer and Kesha George!
Eudora clenched her teeth. "How could they treat me like this?"
Her thoughts were interrupted by the sound of the door being pushed open from the other side. The room lit up dimly with a click.
Franco Horace stepped into the room. Eudora winced at the sight of the man's disgusting and perverted face.
"Hey beautiful, I bet you didn't expect that at all, did you? Alas, you've come back to me."
Eudora's entire body trembled. "Where am I?"
"Welcome to my playground!" Franco walked in slowly, taking off his clothes as he walked. "Don't worry, nobody will disturb us today."
Eudora was horrified. "What are you doing?"
"Well, I'm feeling a little adventurous!" He picked up a whip from the shelf and inched closer to Eudora.
Eudora tried struggling to no avail at Franco's approaching figure. Her hands and feet were bound and she couldn't move. She could only use the strength of her body to move back as fast as she could.
"Sweetheart, don't be afraid. I promise I'll be gentle!" Franco snickered, the three scars on his face became more prominent under the dim lights. He grabbed Eudora's foot and forcefully pulled her towards him.
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