Beg Harder by Artemis Dianne (new reading .TXT) 📗

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BABY

 

To be subjected to this unpleasant pain is genuinely frightening. Charles was true to his words. The minute we got back, I got slammed hard on the wall of the same room. I got my whipping.  He didn't like that I still had a fight in me.  He made sure that I feel the sting when he slowly slices my skin on all parts of my body.  

His eyes were determined to squeeze out all the blood in me. He didn't stop at bleeding me. He then took a paddle and started hitting my ass while I lay, feeling all the cuts bleed out some more.  

"You better think twice before pulling a stunt like that again." Charles sucks on my nipple gently right before slicing the skin under my breast. 

I get Punches on my face whenever I'm starting to drift.  He would spray some kind of chemical to keep me up, and this went on till it's morning, for he laid me on the table, barely breathing while he eats breakfast.  

I stare at his face with my blood dried on his skin all over as he takes a bite of the sandwich, not bothered by it.

He strokes my head, feeling my skin with fever. I couldn't speak. My mouth was sore from screaming, and my lips were dry with my blood dripping on them. 

"The next time you flinch my touch, I will make sure you'll be in the same circumstances as now till you learn," Charles says, cooing me to submission. 

I seeped into pain, wishing I was dead.
He wanted me to feel it fully.

Just pain. 

I begged and apologized profusely, but nothing came of it. It was only then that I offered to remove the virus I had spread. 

And It stopped at that while he waited for another day to heal me with the Nanogex, just for me to get his message well received. 

 

I have finally seen the horrors he's capable of, and I'm terrified even to try to challenge him now. The phony terror I've projected onto him has taken on a life of its own.  I have accepted that I will have to be on his hold for a while. 

It's been four days since the incident. The doctor told me to rest up the first two days and focus on recuperating, for I've almost died from blood loss, and I've come to learn the Nanogex can only heal molecules on the DNA but not recreate or duplicate blood cells. 

I'm learning more and more about this beautiful breakthrough. 

Charles would visit me at night just to get a little taste of my flesh, kissing me gently everywhere. He leaves me after having a meal with a reminder, but I knew that these are his warnings. They sound more of an imposition. I am sure that his words are threats that I have to be careful of not letting slip in my mind. 

Looking around the vicinity of Charles's grand building leaves me wondering how it really looks without the hologram illusion. I know the building I'm in is just above the lab where they held me the first time. Charles has mentioned moving somewhere else, but I wonder why he hasn't taken me yet. 

 

The white room they used to hold me in is now turned into a much more homey vibe giving the walls an illusion. It actually conditions my mind to be calm. 
I'm going crazy just staring at blank walls and not able to do anything.  My time here gets slower and slower. If this is a manipulation strategy it sure is working.

The technology that's surrounds me definitely piqued my interest. As of the moment, It's the only thing I can look forward to. The aesthetic of it all amuses me.

I'm used to seeing Charle's people flailing their hands in the air as if they're participating in some sort of dance fad, but I know better. I've seen Air swipe technology If I could just get my hands on those powerful contact lenses.  

I wonder why air swiping technology hasn't made it out to the world to experience. 

Air swipe. 
 

The term I've come to learn whenever Charles people are around him. 

"Air swipe this. Air swipe that." 

Things that can be controlled in one simple wave of the hand. I have such little knowledge when it comes to this new technology, I couldn't help but wonder if there's an artificial intelligence behind it.

I remember the feeling of how accurate my hands were flowing through the commands along with the speed that can grasp millions of information in a millisecond. 

I have already made a deal with him to let me create an anti-virus for the worms we inserted. This will give me a chance to send a binary code to Astor as he is the only leverage Charles has on me.

It would be tricky to send out a worm for Astor's system would detect it right away. I have no other way but to take this chance. I have to try to get his attention. An idea pinged on my head if I sent him multiple viruses, he would know something is up. 

I'm on my seventh day of recuperating just as I have finished my breakfast and on cue, a new skinny pale male assistant carrying a glass tablet I've seen Charles use before. Without introducing himself he politely asked me to follow him as per Charles's order. I understood right away it is for the antivirus.

He punches codes on the wall with invisible buttons opening the elevator to bring us below. The assistant was quiet and continued to play with the motion graphic that can only be seen when connected to it; I tried touching the wall one time when I was bored just to see if I could control anything, but it appears that you truly need the smart contact lenses to connect to this sophisticated multifunctional system in order to do any commands. 

Computers get smarter every season I'm not surprised anymore if I'm already in that future of having to meet artificial intelligence. This thought has been in my mind for so long, how does everybody move on cue? 

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