Why?
What did I do to deserve this?
My dad dragged me to a room.
"Dad what is going on?"
"Hush!"
"But-"
He slaps me so hard, I black out.
I awake, feeling the tears fall down my face. I'm handcuffed to the bed. A man walks into the room, followed by some other men.
When they come closer I see it's my dad friends. Did he send them in here? Why did he cuff me to this bed.
The men watched me weird and started talking amongst themselves, then started laughing.
They unbutton their pants, I look away. These men were ugly, some where bald, some had little hair.
I felt a hand squeeze my breasts.
"She's growing nicely." One said.
"Yeah, these will grow big like her mother's." Another said and they started laughing. They pulled off my pants and ripped open my shirt, leaving me in my underwear.
"What are doing? Stop!" I scream.
"Shhhhh, my girl."
"We're going to make you a woman."
One of them held my face in his hands and tried to kiss me but I wiggled away. He held me down, crashing his lips on mine. I close my mouth so his saliva doesn't go in.
I felt hands holding my feet, then something entered me.
Pain
That's all I felt.
"No!" I screamed, the tears falling even more.
"Why are you doing this to me?" I cried.
"We got tired of your mother."
"Plus we needed a tighter pussy, her's was getting to lose." They started laughing.
I could feel something running out of me with pain.
He continued to pound in me, the pain I was feeling. When he was finished, a next one came and did the same thing until all of them got what they wanted.
They took, their pants and left the room.
I felt weak, my body drained.
My dad came in and took off the cuffs, laughing at me, then he left.
I got up, pain everywhere. Mostly in my lady region. I looked down and saw a pool of blood. I slid down crying even more.
The nightmare started again.
Why?
I cried out.
It's all happening again.
No!
I felt someone waking up. "Wake up, your having a nightmare again."
My heart racing, I jump off the bed.
"Maya relax. Your safe."
I look up to see him, tears just started following out my eyes. I slid to wall, hugging myself.
I hate this.
This life that was handed to me.
I felt him sit next to me. "Everything is going to be okay."
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The Stripper
Roman d'amourThose eyes... Where have I seen them before? She has a past that seems to follow her everywhere. On the run, she starts working at a club, his club, as a stripper for the infamous Shayne Hayes, the mafia leader that everyone is scared of. She knows...
