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The First Scream
i had another one last night, markus was there and he was worse than usual, i could hear sylin being dragged in, then i saw her, oh my god i saw her, she was worse than ever. the bottom of her feet had been cut, it looked as if she had been forced to walk on razorblade, her hands were bleeding from the fingertips and i realised she had had her claws ripped out from them, and her tail, her lovely tail, it was bent at such horible angles that showed they had broken it in several places. where was i in all this? i was tied to a wall by my hands and my cunt, markus put a giant plastic hook in my pussy and then ropes around my arms so that i was about a foot off the ground, most of my weight on the hook. my eyes could not close, he did something to them, maybe i no longer had eyelids i do not know, but at any rate i was forced to watch this pour white tiger who already had so much happen go through more, and with it i became more fearful and more hateful of everything in me that was Markus.
i watched as they took red hot pokers and pressed them to the bottom of her feet, she made horible twisted faces of pain but did not cry out or beg them to stop. it was my fault this was happening, i know it's my fault but i can't do anything about if, she was taking this punishment for me so i would not have to be abused raped and sodimised like she was.
i force myself not to be sick as they take two more of these pokers and put one against her ass, right between the cheeks so that the smell of flech rose and filled the air then they took the other and pressed it against her cunt, her face, god that face will haunt me night after night, the pure look of pain and horor in it, the look of betrayal, why wasn't i helping her, why didn't i stop this, i couldn't stop it, i couldn't move ...
next they wrapped her body in barbed wire, i saw each point that it punctured her body on her sides and belly and back, the feline's blood turning her once emaculate white fur a dark red, the same red as death. i cried, i cried openly and hard, starting to beg and pleed for her to be let go, for them to punish me and leave her alone. Markus just looked at me and laughed then went back to the hapless feline as the barbed wire twists around her breast, ripping into the nipples as she shakes her head, still not uddering a word of pain or protest.
i beg this to end i pleed for him to stop then i don't know what he did to her but i'll never forget the deffening echoing scream, it will ring over and over in my ears, i have never heard Sylin scream like that, she never screamed before. that screatching high pitched pain and agony filled betrayal dripping cry of pleeding help that i let her down will make me cry for nights to come, i let her down, this was because of me. i'm so sorry sylin, i'm so sorry...
