Savoir {gay story}

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TW- abuse kidnap sexual abuse\assault

I had a stinging pain in my side, I had been getting thrown and beaten all day,blood was still on the floor. I need to clean it soon, or I would suffer yet another beating. My name is Milo and I was kidnapped by my mentally insane father a few months ago, possibly a year now. I really hope I can get out of here soon, everything is terrible.

The house is messy all the time, I don't get fed, I get beaten or non consensually penetrated, and I'm nothing special I'm an 18 year old with dyed hair and a small and fragile body, to describe the house, it's 3 bedroom house with 2 stories. 2 of the rooms don't have door handles, one is mine and the other is any hooker he finds on the street. I've seen the room before, there's a dirty mattress, chains on the wall, bloody tools. He tortures them and rapes them till they have passed but then again their gagged so he could penetrate them dead but whatever.

All that windows and doors are locked so there's no point in trying to escape this place, my questions is, is why he took me. I never did anything and I'm not a women.

He stumbled into the room. 'Well fuck, here comes another beating.' I had thought to myself, I looked and as he stumbled towards me. "Get up you good for nothing slut!" He yelled. I listened and got up, he shoved me back down. My head hit the floor roughly, the throbbing pain came back. 

His foot stomped against my chest and it hurt terribly, yet, it continued If I were to make a sound it would only be worse for me. This beating continued for around 15 minutes. And all I remembered was him saying something about cleaning before I passed out.

I woke up in my room and looked down, I sighed as I saw that my clothes and been stripped. I learned his trick awhile ago, to make sure i dont wake up when this happens he gives me around 50 to 100 mgs of melatonin. It keeps me asleep for awhile so he takes the opportunity to use my body as if it's a sex toy. 

After my small headache faded more I had gotten up to go clean. When I reached the stairs I glanced at the clock on the wall, it was around 2 in the morning.  The house was quiet and the streets were dark. I walked to the kitchen and grabbed a wet rag and started cleaning the blood from the floor, it was dried and that means harder to clean.

At around 3:30 I had finished cleaning but I wasn't tired enough to go back to bed, so I just went back to my room and turned on the small TV I had been given so i wouldn't come out,as if I would want to come out anyway.

A while later maybe around 19:25 I heard my name being yelled, so I got up from my mattress and went down stairs. 

"Use the phone in the kitchen, I need pizza." Father said. I stared in disbelief, I could use this too my advantage and get out. I nodded and left for the kitchen.

I picked up the phone and dialed the authorities. 

"Hello 999, what's your emergency?"

"Hello I would like to order a pizza please."

"Sir I believe you dialed the wrong number." The Operator sounded annoyed 

"No thank you, the address is **** ** ****** **** ** ******."

"Do you need someone sent out to help?"

"Yes, I need a large pepperoni pizza please."

"Make sure there's extra pepperoni!" Father yelled.

"Sir is anyone in the room with you?"

"No we need extra pepperoni."

"we're sending someone out, are you able to stay on call?"

"nope that's all, bye bye."

And that I ended the call and set the phone down. Father walked in. He grabbed me by my hair and threw me down. It hurt but i couldn't do anything. He got down and crawled on top of me. I knew what was happening, I didn't want it but it's not like I'm able to stop it.

His harshed lips connected with mine, tears started to burn in my eyes. He's my dad not a hook up, not a friend, not a lover. Yet I don't have a choice, if I did I would fight back but I can't or it will only be worse for me. His lip trailed back to my neck and he bit hard. It hurt, this wasn't pleasure it was pain. Is it because I don't want it? I wanted to scream, I really did. 

This was terrible, if mama found out he's been doing this she would disown me. It's not my fault though, she doesn't like the thought of a man being penetrated; She will know though, they'll tell her. By now I had tears streaming down my face, I felt as if nothing would help save me.

There was a loud bang. It was very loud. "This is the police, if you are armed put the weapon down and come with your hand up!" A male voice shouted. Father grabbed me and dragged me upstairs, I didn't know what was happening. Was I gonna live? Was I gonna die? Fear was flowing through my body. He pulled me into his room, grabbing his gun and pulling me to the balcony. There were a few officers and an ambulance. 

He pulled me up and held me tight to him, He held the gun to my head. I started shaking, I wasn't ready to die. I'm only 18, I shut my eyes tightly afraid of what might happen.

"Put the boy down! If you refuse we will have to fire!" one officer said.

"No you can't have him! This is my property! You cannot take him away! I just got him back!" Father yelled squeezing his arm tighter to my throat as he held me close to the age. It was getting harder to breathe.

"we'll give you one last chance!" The officer yelled again.

"I said you can't have him!" 

With his words, the officer pulled the trigger. I opened my eyes as the bullet flew over my head hitting my father. I fell, he was the only thing that was keeping me from falling off the edge. I don't know what was gonna happen. I'm scared. I hit the something but immediately passed out

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