"Get up you slut!" one of the thugs said.

It had been days since Cynthia was constantly tortured and her body showed proof. The marks on her body were enough to leave scars.

 A lot of bruises and cuts had formed over time. Her clothes were torn, dirty, and her hair messy. She was just lying there on the floor with no energy at all. One of the thugs kicked her face. 

"Get up or we're gonna fuck it up!" Another thug said angrily. He didn't mean it seriously though; he was just angry because she wasn't moving. 

  

Cynthia looked around trying to gather herself as much as possible but...