His sins

*Trigger Warning* Dear readers, please be aware that the second part of this chapter contains a description of physical abuse and an attempted sexual assault.

I was cold, lying on something hard and uncomfortable. The place I was in was lit by nothing more than a few dimly glowing light bulbs hanging from the ceiling. I could barely see anything aside from the concrete floor and walls. My hands were cuffed and chained to a large steel ring that was built into a concrete wall right behind where my head lay. I looked at my body; I was barefoot, wearing nothing but lingerie and something that resembled a white, short, see-through nightgown. I looked around and realized that I was inside the spacious, empty hall of a raw-state building. Through the row of floor-to-ceiling windows, I could see that it was completely dark outside, and since I could see no buildings or trees, I guessed that I must have been on one of the high floors. I pulled the chain enough to sit up, but that was the furt