Snippet #2545176

Benson came in as often as necessary to keep her from coming down from the euphoria high, knowing that she was getting hooked on it without even wanting to. He loved how she begged for him to stop and knew she was getting closer to being broken. It wouldn’t be long until he stopped injecting her in order to make her go through massive withdrawals. That, he figured, would be enough to shatter what will she had left and soon she’d be begging for him to give her more and that would be exactly when she would become his.

Walking into the mausoleum, Benson watched her sleeping, his fingers sliding through his brunette hair. She was like a docile creature at the moment and he had started leaving out food and water for her without worrying about her charging it and throwing it at him. The only thing he didn’t give her back was the cot. Instead, she slept on a mat on the floor and she didn’t seem to want to do anything to lose it because if that happened, she’d be sleeping on the cement and with her injuries, she needed what little padding she was given, especially since he made sure she remained hurt constantly.

Due to her nature, it didn’t take her long to get addicted and he knew walking in and seeing her that today would be the day to withdrawal the heroin from her. Sitting down across from her, Benson watched as she slowly woke up. From the look she gave him, it was obvious that he was waiting for her to inject her and when he didn’t move, the teen just looked at him in confusion. He grinned and crossed both of his arms against his chest.

“So, my dear. I think I’m going to take the heroin away from you.”

“…Good, you fucker. I never wanted it anyways. How about you let me go…?” Her voice was soft and she wasn’t as fiery as she had been when first captured.

“No can do.” Benson just grinned and leaned back, watching her. “Your last dose was four hours ago, so in like two hours, you will be going through withdrawals. I suspect they will be extremely uncomfortable for you, because not only did I keep you drugged up since the first injection, I have injected you with extremely large amounts.” Benson grinned even more.

“…you’re going to pay for this…” Gabby curled up on the mat, fear beginning to take over her anger.

"Don't think so." Benson moved over and grabbed her by the hair, shoving her onto her back before covering her head with a hood again. She started to panic, realizing what was going on, but he had knelt down upon her, pinning her down. Grabbing a bucket of water, he poured it over her face, watching coldly as she began to panic even more, gasping and struggling to breathe. He kept pouring the water until the bucket was empty. Removing the cloth and letting her roll over to gasp for air and cough up water, Benson smirked and sat back down again.

"Give yourself to me and this will all end."

Gabby didn't say a word and instead just shook her head, coughing up water. She was quickly losing the battle and knew it wouldn't be much longer until her body and mind completely gave up. Whimpering softly, Gabrielle closed her eyes and shivered uncontrollably, her temperature starting to spike. She also felt the craving for the heroin coming on like an intense need and whined a little bit louder, refusing to give in to the cravings and withdrawal symptoms.