He raised the whip above his head and struck you with it. It slashed across your chest and the impact made you hit the wall. He dropped the whip and walked towards you. He turned you around and started ripping your shirt apart. All you were left in was your bra, jeans that were torn into shorts, and a red spot across your chest from the whip's lash. 

He unhooked your bra and slid it down your arms. He was doing this so quickly he was rough and didn't care about your well being. Your bra dangled by your wrists and you put your arms together to somehow shield them. You got cold immediately and felt yourself start to shiver. You heard him stand up and walk away from your form. 

He picked up the whip and started hitting your back. It hurt and burned your back like a fire licking your skin. He was angrier than you had ever seen him and that made his strength multiply. So usually he would stop at four hits anywhere on your body and then he would leave. This time you knew you would be hit more than four times. 

The whips continued on and on and on. You could feel how he broke the skin on your back and you started bleeding. You just pushed your breasts together with your arms and tried to constrict yourself so he wouldn't be hitting more skin than he was. Tears left your eyes and you could feel your throat try to let out a scream but all that came out was a dry whine. You had been given no water or any drink to soothe your throat so you couldn't speak. 

When he finally stopped hitting you with the whip you started heaving. You heard him top the whip and his footsteps got closer to you. He grabbed your neck and pulled you towards him letting your blood-soaked back soak into his shirt. The pain was unbearable. You didn't know what was going to happen, you had never seen him like this.

   " Why can't you love me? "

   " ... "

   " I love you so much. So much it hurts. "

   " ... "

   " I would kill anyone for you. So, why don't you love me yet? "

   " I-I...I..."

You still couldn't speak. You tried your best but you had no nourishment and no water to soothe your throat. So, you just shut your mouth without saying a word.

   " Why? " 

   " Why? " He said getting progressively louder.

   " Why? " He shouted.

He continued to shout the question into your ear and holding your neck tightly. You could feel him shaking behind you and his grip was really tight on your neck. He wrapped his other arm around your chest and hugged you to him. He was sobbing on your shoulder. You only shuddered as you felt his hot tears hit your bare shoulder. 

   " I don't want anyone else. I just want you. So, why can't you just love me flower? I love you with all my soul and body. Why can't you just love me the same way? "

He sat there for a while and he turned you around. You saw how his face was stained with tears and the anger that was in his eyes was gone and only sadness filled them. He reached his hand up to caress your cheek. He held your head gently as if you were fine china and could break easily. Tears continued to fall down his cheeks as his eyes connected with yours. 

   " Why can't I have you? My flower. "

His other hand met the other side of your cheek. Both of his hands now slide down your skin to your shoulders and then they started rubbing your breasts. His hands didn't linger on your breasts for long and they started to hold my waist and trail down my sides. His hands were at my hips now and he tugged on the belt loops in the torn shorts. He pulled your body close to is and your chest was pressed against his. 

He was sitting on his knees and you were sitting on top of him. With one leg on each side of him. You didn't want to be in this position but there was nothing you could do. Your body was weak and it was getting weaker by the second. Your hands were still chained behind you so you couldn't pull away.

   " Just love me like you loved him. That's all I want. "

   " ... "

He started kissing your neck. His kisses were warm and your body was freezing. You shivered at his kisses and he trailed them all over your neck. He left hickeys here and there but mainly he would just kiss and lick your neck. His hands were still pulling on your belt loops. 

You were skinny from losing so much weight that the pants didn't even fit you anymore. The rims of the belt only hovered over your hips because of how skinny you had gotten. You were only skin and bone at this point. He kissed your neck and then moved to your shoulders. He kissed the bare skin and traveled to your chest kissing just under your neck. 

He lifted his head and connected his lips with your face. Your body craved for the heat he was giving you because of how cold you were. You knew it was winter because the space around you got colder and colder so the warmth he was giving your body made you yearn for the heat. You didn't kiss him back and his hands roamed your body. The kiss continued to get deeper and deeper until he was french kissing you.

He pulled away from the kiss leaving a string of saliva to hand between your lips.

   " Just love me, my flower. That's all I ask of you. "

You felt your eyes start to close. The loss of blood from the whips was too much. You were ready to pass out and your body was too. You felt him continue to kiss your body and providing you the heat that you needed. You felt your body start to give in and become numb. 

Your body started falling backward and your back hit the floor. That didn't stop Malcolm from continuing to kiss you. Your body was weak and you couldn't control anything that was happening. Malcolm started to kiss your bruised legs and he kissed up your body. He pulled on the shorts and they easily came off your body. 

Your vision was blurry and everything seemed to be in a haze. You tried to tell him to stop but your voice left you due to your malnourished body. Your body continued to shake and you could only feel the heat when he touched and kissed you. Your eyes started to close as you blinked and the last thing you saw was Malcolm toying with your panties before passing out.