Me: heeeeeyyyyyyyyy
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Ashley's pov
'Shit, shit, shit, shit, shit.'
I waited outside to be picked up from the area I was in. This is all stupid, when my parents find out I'm a Submissive they're going to flip a shit.
I watched the other unfamiliar cars drive by, soon I found that polished black truck with my worst fear piled in it.
I slowly walk up to the truck and jump in.
"So Ash, let's see that Dom mark." My father looked at the seat I sat in.
Once your 'claimed' as a Dom or Sub they tattoo "Submissive" on your right wrist if your sub. If Dom they tattoo "Dominant" on your right wrist.
"That's the thing, uh, I'm... I-i'm a Submissive." I looked to the ground shyly in embarrassment. But I've always known I'd be a Submissive.
"Your kidding." My mom pipped in.
I don't dare to look at them, they're raging eyes are the last thing I want to see.
I carefully shook my head and pulled up my jacket sleeve for them to see my Sub mark.
"God damnit Ashley Purdy." My dad sped off angrily.
"I'm disappointed in you Ashley, first your gay now you can't even be a Dom. That's all you are, just a big disappointment. A huge shit on somebody's life."
I stared at the ground, unable to move, she's right.
We pulled up to the house
"Go to your room, I'll be there shortly." My dad made me shiver.
'What was he going to do?'
I nodded and quickly ran upstairs and quietly closed my bedroom door.
I sat on my bed, my hands resting on my thighs and my ass on my lower legs and feet. I stare at the ground wondering if there was anything worse he could do to me, hasn't he done enough?
I jumped when I heard my bedroom door open and the floorboards creak.
I stared at the ground and watched a pair of feet come closer to me. They stopped at the foot of my bed.
Before I knew it a red stinging pain came to my face, I had been slapped.
"Look at me Ashley!"
In fear I brought my eyes up to search my 'dads' face.
He looked angry and disappointed,
"I-im sorry, p-pl-please don't hur-t m-me."
"Your such a stuttering idiot Ashley." With that he took my arm which made me yelp in pain and threw my to the ground.
He began to repeatedly kick me, I knew later I would have cuts and bruises all along my ribs and stomach.
"Pl-ple-please s-top"
I begged, to this he smirked and stopped kicking me, I gulped a breath of air as I felt his cold, rough hands tug at my shirt.
He ripped off my shirt, then my jeans, his shirt, his pants, his boxers and soon mine too.
'Please, not this again, not again. Please stop' I thought this as he placed himself against my entrence.
Without warning he roughly thrusted himself into me. No hesitation. No warning. No words. No preparation. No nothing.
Soon I felt a hot liquid run inside me, he tugged on my loose member trying to make me come but failed at his attempts.
"So pathetic." He got up and left me there, laying on the cold floor, naked, shaking and scared.
•
I woke up with my ass hurting and my stomach clenched. My ribs ached and bruised, although I was use to this, it hurt like a motherfucker.
"Ashley get your ass up! We have new neighbors! Come and meet 'em!" I groaned and painfully sat up, quickly threw on a shirt and ripped skinny jeans.
"ASHLEY!"
"I'm coming!" I yelled, hopefully that won't make him mad.
I trotted downstairs, and turned into the kitchen, my mom stood talking to some lady, who must own the house next door.
My dads eyes looked pissed but he refused to show it on his face.
"Ashley, this is Mrs. Biersack." My mom introduced me to the tall, black haired woman.
"Hi." I greeted, rubbing my eyes.
"So Ashley, " I sat down and looked up to my 'oh-so-nice mom' "Mrs. Biersack has a son." I nodded slightly and shrugged a little. I didn't care much.
"He should be here with his father shortly, they were watching a hockey game."
She smiled, I nodded and stared at the marble table.
"So Ashley, how old are you?" Mrs. Biersack asked.
I shuttered a little remembering yesterday, hoping no one would see.
"I just turned 18 yesterday."
"Oh! So your a sub or dom?"
Before I could answer my dad pipped in, "He's a Submissive, it was a little disappointing, but what can you do?"
"Ahh, I see. Your son is gay, yes?"
My dad glared at me and my mom answered "yes."
She nodded happily, the sound of the door being knocked on rung throughout the house.
"That must be Andy..." Mrs. Beirsack got up and went to the door.
'Who the hell is Andy?'
"Where's your father?" I heard her ask, I never left my view of the table.
"I don't know, some shit about work."
"Andy! Don't use such foul language like that, I'm terribly sorry." His mom apologized, my parents just nodded and progressed towards my way.
"Ashley, this is my son Andy, he's a 19 Dom." I looked up from my staring space and made a half wave at the long black hair and blue eyed boy before me. He wore a ripped kiss tank and skinny jeans, his abnormal height made me blink up.
My parents continued talking as the awkward tension between Andy and I grew.
"So your a Submissive then?" His deep voice made me jump a little.
I nodded quietly and stared at the ground, not sure what to say.
"Andy, we better get going."
His mom told him and soon they walked through the door.
My dad immediately stormed over to me.
"What the fuck was that?"
I looked up from the ground, giving him a confused look.
"Damnit Ashley, go up to your room, I don't want to see you for the rest of the night."
My eyes teared as I hopped up the stairs, I decided to take a shower.
I undressed myself and brought in a shiny friend with me. I sat on a stool sliding the blade across my skin on my arms. Not a single place on my arms was missed by the lines. They would be here for a long time. Maybe forever.
I cleaned myself up once I grew tired of the razor blade and went to my bed, falling in a dreamless sleep.
Sorry about any mistakes, how is it so far?
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