Day 29: Paralyzed
Maelynn was awake, and that was the worst part. She thought whatever the man had given her would knock her out, but that proved to be untrue. This was definitely worse, lying on the floor under a single too-bright light bulb but unable to move out of the view of the camera trained on her.
“Absolutely gorgeous.” Maelynn couldn’t do anything as the man appeared in front of the camera. The shutter clicked, and Maelynn would have flinched if she could fucking move a muscle. She tracked the man with her gaze as he inches closer to her, picking up her wrist with one hand and moving it to the other side of her body. “This pose seems better. More weak. Like I could crush you and you wouldn’t protest. Don’t worry, I won’t. You’re too beautiful for that.” Maelynn glared at him, but she was unable to do anything else.
The shutter clicked again, and she blinked, tears filling her eyes. She tried to squeeze them shut, but the man was right. She was too weak. Her only hope was that the man didn’t notice. “Oh? What’s this?” Shit. Of course he had noticed. A single gasp escaped out of Maelynn’s throat, and the camera beeped. “This is too good not to record,” he said from behind it.