"Tell me? Tell me what punishment will make you understand that you shouldn't disobey me. Tell me what pain should I cause you so that a thought of rebelling against me doesn't encourage in your mind. Tell me what I should do".
He gritted at her crying form as she whimpered and scrunched away from him with her shoulders trapped in his grip.
"I'm sorry". She sobbed.
"You should be. But you are not. You are just sorry because you are caught. Otherwise you are not sorry at all".
"These were those fingers that dared to do the act right. Weren't they? Speak! Weren't they? Let's make a markable punishment so that you will not have to be sorry again. Okay baby"?
She shook her head to him in denial unbothered about knowing what he is gonna do next for she knows he just did something gruesome to her.
Taking a pen out of his pocket he put it between her two fingers and pressed them together almost trying to twist them as she screamed in pain, her other hand trying to loosen his clutch on her hurting hand while crying in pain. After a few seconds he freed her fingers and she clutched her fingers to her chest with tears streaming down. She tried to lessen the pain blowing the air on her fingers but it only gave sharp pain. Before she recovered herself from the pain he held her chin and made her look at him.
"If you know me better you would already know that i won't settle less in giving punishments".
Her eyes grew alert as she looked up at him. On seeing her sudden interaction with his eyes a few minutes passed by as they stared into each other. Her, afraid of him while he is studying her fear. He was so immersed in them as his ears blocked her pleasantly while he was listening to her eyes. Though he can still see her lip movement he didn't give any attention to it. For a moment seeing her crying vehemently and pleading through her eyes he thought of letting her go but eventually decided the opposite.
She must go through this. She must know there will be punishments and it is necessary to fill fear in her in order to have her in his grip. He can't deal with her stupidity escapes again and again. He is afraid of his own anger as he knows he couldn't control it if provoked. His grip grew tight and his jaw tightened as he began to drag her to the kitchen.
"I'm sorry. This time I vow in my life that I wouldn't double cross you. Please leave me".
Her voice was shaky and her words almost incoherent as she followed him with resistance. He pulled her to the mixer grinder which was already set up, probably forgotten as it was left. Her eyes widened when he switched it on as a sound produced from the jar indicating it began to work.
Confused, she looked at him and he looked back at her as he held her hand and raised it up as her fingers stood straight. Her eyes went to the grinder and then to him as she saw the calm yet burning psychotic range in him.
"No".
She muttered as she tried to take her steps back trying to run away from him but he pulled her back to him and with unmatchable strength she was stuck with him. She began to panic and cry out pleading him to leave her when he started to inch her hand into the open grinder. With all her strength she tried to pull her hand back but he gripped her fingers tightly not letting her escape.
Panic and adrenaline hit her as she used all her strength to resist his force of direction. She felt her hand getting deeper as she screamed more in terror but her hand wasn't touched by any of the blades yet.
All the while he began to stare at her with interest as if he was studying her. There was an absolute blankness that shut him off from his sanity. He saw her shutting her eyes tightly to the extent of wrinkles tensing at the corner of her eyes.
Suddenly the sound stopped causing her to open her eyes and look at the grinder and then at him. There is no pain and she can feel that her hand is safe and nothing happened. It was a few seconds of staring between them when all of a sudden he turned on the grinder and she again screamed in horror as she tried to pull her hand back in reflex but the grip was too strong.
He again turned off and turned it on three times speeder than the last time all the while looking at her and she screamed in fear as he sometimes would pull her hand away and then dive it all the way inside the grinder suddenly causing her to panic.
At the end he left her hand while she was trying to pull away causing her to stumble back.
Her breathing labored as she looked at her hand in terror. Upon finding her hand safe she sobbed with relief and terror. She clutched her hand in hand ss she sobbed while thanking the god in her mind. Though she was still immersed in her pain, relief and thankfulness she was still attentive of his presence and his footsteps sound alerted her as she looked up at him in defensive mode and immediately took several steps back. He didn't stop as he took another step and she run to the other side of the kitchen Island using it as her defense. He raised his brow at her. Walking forward he suddenly with his hand on the kitchen Island he jumped up and stood in front of her in a height as he looked down at her and she looked up at him. When she found him moving again with a shriek she began to run to the opposite side only for him to jump the same direction and trap her in his arms. Fear took over her as she began to chant about how sorry she was and wouldn't ever betray him. Her words were inchorent trying to put as much words as possible before he could go berserk on her again.
"Shhh! Shh! Calm down. Calm down".
But his words didn't reach her ears despite his face being so close to her ear with her back touching his torso while his arms winded around her waist. She trashed in his hold trying to break out of his arms.
"Shhh! Shh! Calm down. Calm down. I'm not doing anything right now. Okay? Calm down".
He put his hand on her forehead calming her down as her words slowly started to die down but her sobbing continued with incoherent words in between.
"Please. Please I Would never do that again. Please don't harm me. Please. Please. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm very sorry pl----".
" Women. Calm down. Look at me. Here. Look at me".
He turned her around as he made her look up at him with her wide horrified eyes into his. Her forehead was covered with sweat while her cheeks were covered with tears.
" P-please. P-please don't".
The words were almost a whisper as she shook her head at him pleadingly. His hands laid on either side of her face then tucked her hairs behind her ear as now his gaze was calm.
" I'm not doing anything. Let's ta---
His stopped in mid way when she put her hand in front of her mouth as bile rose up in her stomach. This time it came in more force and she barely controlled it as she strived to the nearby sink as she began to throw up vigorously. There was no time gap between her throw ups as one after the other kept on coming. He reached behind her as he gathered all her hair to her back and clutched in a pony tail as he tried to calm her after turning on the tap. After throwing up she panted for a few seconds before she began to throw up again and this time he put his hands on the side of her forehead as he began to help her.
What felt like hours she stumbled back on not feeling like vomiting anymore after washing up her mouth. Her stomach hurt and felt weak to her bones as she threw up everything. Her hand rubbed her belly trying to ease the pain. He looked at her hand rubbing belly and the discomfort she had. Turning off the tap he went to the fridge to bring some water for her. She looked at him moving away from her to the refrigerator and she got the only moment to run and hide from him. She took a few steps out of the kitchen and stumbled to the side, falling on the wall. She tried to gather up her energy and all of a sudden she fell down in a thud fainting on the ground . Following the sound he came out of the kitchen to see her fall down just by the kitchen.
Striding towards her he picked her up in his hold as he patted her cheeks a few times calling her by her name but she didn't respond. He stared at her for a few seconds before sighing, hanging his head down in defeat.
She faints every damn time.
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