The steel buckle hit her left breast and inspired a muffled scream. Her stomach next; then a row of temporary welts along her rib cage. Her naturally ...nblemished skin was marked with his anger, all over.She stopped shouting after the sixth strike, flinching only when he broke the rhythm; the girl hung limp until he grew bored.He dropped the tool and tore the gag from her mouth."Renee," he growled.No response."Speak, you little bitch." He slapped her across the face.Her eyes, artificially blind. We went back into the shop where he finished selling off most of the stuff from the tool room. More people left.Finally, he set up by the welding equipment and started selling off the old junk. The few people who were there were paying what I thought was way too much for the old stuff so I thought I might be out of luck to get any good deals on what I liked.He finally put up an item I wanted. The machine would be worth somewhere around three hundred. I let some guy in a fancy shirt and slacks. "Mhm." I nod desperately."You going to be a good girl and keep this a secret?" He asks as he lightens the grip around my neck."Yes." I barely utter as I try to catch my breath."Good girl..." He strokes my hair. "You gonna do all you can to make me happy?" Mhm." I nod, smiling up at him as he finally lets go of my throat. I cough a little, catching my breath. He smirks down at me, chuckling under his breath."Then get down on your knees, slut." He orders.Mark's point of view.I'm about to unzip my. .. The lead character got arrested and didn't make it to jail. Handcuffs are a severe handicap while fighting zombies. Have the cops grab him getting out of the shower ... or better yet, grab her.Marla was intended to be the strong female character who triumphed over extreme situations. But ... it turned out that Marla was not as strong her friends and relations thought she was, and under the stress, she broke. She didn't quite shatter completely, but she is broken.She sees herself as property..