Chapter 1: The torture

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"I'll give you a choice Olivia..." Lewis said as he walked around the table towards me. "I can rape you first, or I can rape Amelia."

"Rape me." I said so quickly I'm supprized I didn't slur my words. I won't let him rape that little girl, even if it means giving my life for her.

His hands are on my breast, grabbing so tightly I think there going to pop. I thank God as he starts to rape me from behind, though at the same time I pray for him to stop. I thank God because its me, and not her.

"Look away Amelia." I whisper as I grip the table with my cuffed hands. She does as she's told; I can hear her crying for us as she hangs from the rope tied around her wrists.

This isnt his MO. Raping the non-resestent. Though I can feel the pain between my legs, the tears down my face, but I can't believe it.

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About 25 minutes later he cums inside of me, I feel worthless. I feel like I should die. I feel dead inside.

"What took you so long Lewis, had a hard time getting it on with a real women like me?" I ask to buy time for Amelia.
He hits me across the face with a closed fist. He point his gun at me, about to say something....

"NYPD where coming in!" I here someone shout. We can here them coming up the steps; Lewis smiles and points the gun at my head again. "I want this to be the last thing you remember before you die."
I close my eyes and wait. Then the gun goes off...

"Olivia!" I here Amelia shout, I open my eyes immediately, supprized that I'm still alive. Halfway wishing I was dead.
Lewis is laying on the table, blood coming out of his head steadily.

Fin is the first one to me, Amaro takes Amelia down and looks at me. I shake my head, trying to believe what just happened. I was raped. And the ones I love get to see me in the worst state of my life; both hands hndcuffed to a table, pants and underwear at my feet, and my rapist dead in front of my face.

Why, God?

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