I woke up the next morning at about 5. It was still dark outside, and I knew that it would be for a couple more hours. Quietly, I pulled my hands out of the cloth he had used as restraints. He obviously hadn't made them tight enough, which I was glad for. Slowly, I got dressed in my pajamas and walked towards my bedroom door. I opened it silently and peaked my head out. When I was sure that Robert was still asleep I walked out of my room and towards the stair case.

After slipping on my shoes and sneaking out of my house without a sound, I started to run towards the road.

I don't know how far I ran before I saw headlights coming from behind me. I dove into the ditch and tried to cover myself with the weeds. I heard the car stop and I knew deep down that it was Robert. However, I was too afraid to run. I just stayed completely still, hoping that he wouldn't see me.

He walked right over to where I was hiding and stopped. "Don't play games just get your ass out of the weeds," he said coldly. Trembling, I stood up from where I had hiding and got back onto the road. "Get in the car," he said as he opened the door for me. I wasn't sure what to do, so I stayed still. He grabbed my upper left arm tightly and pulled me towards him, and then pushed me into the passenger seat.

Once we got back to my house he pushed me back into my bedroom. "It's way too early in the fucking morning for me to have the energy to punish you right now. If you stay quiet and be good for the rest of the day I'll forget about punishing you at all. Lay down on the bed so I can tie you up again," he said in a groggy tone. I could tell he was still half asleep.

Slowly I layed back down on the bed, and I stayed still as he re-tied the cloth around my wrists to the bed, making sure to get it tight enough. He layed down next to me and without saying another word he fell back asleep.

I layed awake for a while thinking about my about my fiance. I wished so badly he had been home with me. He would have risked his life to protect me. I knew he would think I was weak if he saw me the night before. Just laying there, begging him to stop, but not fighting back. That's when I made up my decision. From that point on, I was going to fight!

He woke up a few hours later and got out of bed. He untied me and led me to the bathroom.

After making me strip be pushed me into the shower and turned the water on. "You have 10 minutes to wash yourself. I'll be right outside so don't try anything stupid!" he asked. He closed the shower curtain, and after putting down the lid on the toilet he sat down and picked up a book I had laying on the counter next to it.

I quickly washed my hair and body, and then turned the water off. He handed me two towels. I wrapped one around my hair and one around my body, then stepped out of the tub.

After I got dressed in the clothes that he picked out for me, and finished getting ready for the day, he tied me up once again to a chair in my room. Then he went to go take his shower. As I waited I thought about how I could escape. I knew that from now on he would be keeping a closer eye on me.

About 15 or 20 minutes later he walked back out. He brought me downstares so I could make him breakfast. He asked for pancakes, and 5 minutes later I brought him a bowl of cerial. I set it down on his tray with a smile on my face and then walked back out to the kitchen to make myself some toast.

"What the fuck is this?' he yelled from the living room.

"Cerial," I called back, still smiling.

I could hear his footsteps getting closer, but I just kept working on my own breakfast. All of a sudden cerial was dumped all over the top of my head. He grabbed my hair and pulled me a little closer to him. "Make my fuckin' pancakes!" he yelled, his face just a few inches from mine.

He let go of my hair and pushed me angrily to the floor. I whimpered in pain, and stayed still on the floor as he walked back out to the living room.

After I finished making his pancakes and brought them out to him, I started to eat my own breakfast in the kitchen. Suddenly, the phone started to ring. I jumped up and ran over to it. The caller id said Tyler Christopherson...my fiance.

"Don't even think about it," I heard Robert say from the entry way into the kitchen.

Without thinking of the consequences, I answered the phone and screamed, "Tyler help me! Call the cops! Help..."

I was interrupted by Robert puting a hand over my mouth and taking the phone away from me.

"What' wrong? Ar you OK?" I heard Tyler yelling.

"If you call the cops she's dead!" Robert said coldly into the phone and then hung it up. "What the fuck were you thinking?" he yelled as he took his hand away from my mouth and pushed me to the floor once again. He kicked my side angrily.

"I'm sorry!" I whimpered as I held my side in pain.

"Sorry's not gonna cut it this time you stupid whore!" he yelled as he started to take off his belt. I thought he was going to rape me again, but instead he pulled me up by my hair and forced me to stand face first against the wall. He whipped me with his belt repeatedly.

By the time he was done I couldn't stand on my own. My shirt was ripped up and soaked in my blood. He let me fall to the floor and he walked away from my weak body, to go watch more tv.

I layed on the floor in pain, and slowly I fell into a deep sleep.

I'm not sure how long I slept, but when I woke up it was dark out. I was lying naked out my bed, and was once again tied up. My bedroom was dark, so I wasn't sure if I was alone or not. I hoped I was.

My question was answered about 15 minutes later, when the bedroom door opened and the lights were turned on. I had to close my eyes, because of the sudden light. I whimpered a little when I felt some one lay down next to me. I shot open my eyes when he forced my legs open.

"No," I whimpered through my fear as I started to cry. Robert pushed his entire cock into me at once. I screamed out in pain and started trying to squirm away. "Please stop!" I begged through my tears.

It seemed like hours before he finally pulled out. Without a word he got off of the bed, double checked my restraints, put my blankets over me, turned off my bedroom lights, and walked out of my room, closing the door behind him. I slowly drifted off to sleep.