listen to me

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Kat was still lying on the floor when Bryant returned, his presence casting a dark shadow over her. Without a word, he grabbed her by the hair again, yanking her up with a brutal force. "Get up," he commanded, his voice cold and unyielding. He bent her over the bed, his grip tightening as he prepared to unleash his fury once more. The belt snapped through the air, striking her back with a vicious intensity. Each lash was harder than the last, leaving searing pain in its wake. Kat's cries filled the room, but they only seemed to fuel his rage. He continued whipping her again and again, the blows relentless and merciless. When he finally stopped, she collapsed to the floor, her body wracked with pain. She lay there, trembling and broken, her spirit crushed under the weight of his cruelty. The room was silent except for her sobs, a haunting reminder of the torment she had endured.

"Spread, spread!" he yelled, his voice echoing with authority. Trembling, she spread her legs, allowing him to enter her from behind. The pain was overwhelming, but she endured it, tears streaming down her face. When he finally stopped, she collapsed onto the bed, her body shaking with sobs. "Why are you crying?" he shouted, slapping her across the face. The sting of his hand was sharp, adding to her agony. He stormed out of the room, leaving her alone with her pain and sorrow. She knew, deep down, that he felt some semblance of guilt for what he did to her, but this was all he knew. His upbringing had shaped him into this cruel person, and while she understood that, it didn't lessen the pain she felt from his actions. She lay there, her body and soul aching, wondering how much longer she could endure this torment.

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