Clover
‘I wonder if you can go a day without a lashing today. Be a good little dolly for me.’
He made me watch as he painted the walls in blood today and I swallowed the sick back down. I try to forget the things he’s made me do. I try to count the days I’ve been here so I know when my birthday is.
I think I’ve been here for seven days.
I’ve watched him slice open bodies and stuff them with materials. I don’t know why.
I’ve seen him torture people as he forces me to watch. He wants me to be sick. If I’m sick then I get more lashes. If I’m sick then I’m dirty and he bathes me.
There’s a new female here. Belial says that if I’m good then I can have a friend. I don’t want a friend. I just want to get out of here.
It’s been thirteen days, I think. I keep counting but it’s difficult. I
