Mark of the destiny

"Ow....ow...Shishi, you are hurting me," lying on her stomach, Suyin's fingers curled around the bed-sheet as Wang Shi pressed around the tender area on her naked back. She let out a breath when he withdrew his cold fingers, halting the torture. Warmth flooded when he pulled the blanket on her back.

Lying on the pillow which had a faint fragrance of Honey, she looked sideways, shuddering as the man was now ready with a portable ultrasound machine to begin another round of torture. "Not again."

Brushing the strand of hair off of her face, he caressed her cheek, "Sorry, but there's swelling, and the skin has turned blueish. Promise it will be quick," she turned her face to the other side, squeezed her eyes shut and bite down the corner of the pillow to not let him hear her. Thankfully, he was quicker, and the torture lasted barely a few seconds.