#Chapter6
Aphrodite
I roll over on the side of my body with a groan. After raping me brutally he made good on his promise to turn my skin blue and black. It only frustrated him when I would heal fast, encouraging him to beat me harder. Bruise me deeper.
He cracked my ribs, broke both my arms, both my legs, and even managed to detach my shoulders from their socket. All in a span of half an hour.
With the amount of stress my body’s been put under, it took longer to heal then normal. But, thankfully, my injuries are already almost gone. He left about an hour ago after beating me to a pulp, promising that he would show me the true meaning of hell if I tried to get away.
Even if I wanted to run, I couldn’t. There’s a metal cuff around my ankle trapping me on the dungeon bed.