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"Oh my sweet angel, did you really think I was going to give it to you so easily? Anyways, when I let you cum, it's going to be from my cock, not my fingers."
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I feel bad, Riccardo has barely slept, he hasn't even left the house. I've worked him like a dog to make sure every single thing is in order, it's the day before the fight, so this needs to be executed perfectly.
Apparently, Papa has some friends in high places around the country, and Riccardo and I have set up a plan. Papa begged to come home, but I told him if he showed up I'd lock him out, and to carry on with his work, we could cry it out later.
"Are you sure you're ready?" Riccardo asks looking at me, I nod my head. I turn on my phone and toss it to the side of me, I'll check everything after this.
Riccardo sets up the camera in front of me, he suggested I cover up some of the bruises and cuts to my body before recording this but I didn't want to, no, I wanted everyone to see me for who I am, not who I pretend to be.
I take a big drink of water and clear my throat, "One and done Ricky" I remind him, yes, I give him a nickname. He nods his head and presses record.
"My name is Willow Ivanov, and you all deserve to know the true story behind those videos.
My mother kidnapped me when I was 5, she and her brother fled with me to Texas and moved us into a trap house, they were both abusive and drug addicts.
I started off begging on the streets for money, due to their request. Neither of them could hold a job for the life of them, so I had to make the money, otherwise, I'd be punished.
Beatings, whippings with belts and electrical cords, burning me with lighters and cigarettes to name a few.
Marion, my mother and Danny my uncle, only cared about one thing, and that was getting high and drunk.
If I didn't make enough money begging, they'd beat me, starve me, waterboard me. It didn't matter as long as I was physically and emotionally in pain after their punishments".
I take a deep breath to collect my emotions before continuing.
"Once I hit a certain age the begging wasn't enough anymore, I wasn't some poor helpless child on the street, I was beginning to become a teenager, and they get less money.
This came with different punishments from the both of them. They both sexually assaulted me, they both raped me. Multiple times throughout the years, sometimes even with each other, egging each other on to be more brutal with me.
That's when Danny suggested selling my body for sex, of course, I fought back, I cried, begged, pleaded, and tried to run away. But they got their way, they always got their way.
