One Hundred-Sixteen

He hit her again, not quite as hard as the first time, but hard enough. She could feel the blood trickling down her chin. She could taste it in her mouth. It sent shivers through her body.

"You stay put. I'm going to get my Jeep and then the fun will begin. If you try to get away, the next beating will be worse, bitch. You understand me?"

She nodded her head. He eyed her suspiciously. He went over to the truck and picked up a roll of duct tape. He came over to her and wrapped several loops arou