Story 5

Chapter 2

For a few days the same thing would happen I have watched a lot of stalked someone's watching and I know the signs and these were definitely good indicators and I made sure I was never alone and I told everyone to be careful. I can take care of myself. I have 15 years out of 18 of MMA fighting, self-defense courses, track and field, and I was trained by an ex-military sharpshooter and sniper and I'm always carrying. I'm safe but none of my friends are as safe as I am. I'm just thankful for having an overprotective family who made me go through all that. After a few weeks it stopped and it stopped for months I knew better but I started to relax and started going out by myself again. I felt a hand on my shoulder and I resisted the urge to try and flip and break that hand along with the person attached to it. I turned around and saw him.

"Hey Isis I was wondering if you wanted to go on that date again?"

"No god damn it! How many fucking times do I have to tell you! What fucking language do I have to fucking say it! Nie! Méiyǒu! Nee! Ei! Non! Aon! How many times do I have to say it! NO! Now leave me alone!"

I walked away and it started up again I didn't go anywhere alone. I wasn't about to let him keep me in my room. I went to a club with my friends and was dancing, drinking and having fun and when it was time to go. Our DD had to come and get us while we 3 waited for him to come get us the other 2 girls had to use the restroom.

"go aheaad guies I'll stay poot soo ouur deedee can seee wheair weee are" so they walked off and went to the restroom I stayed behind so the DD knew where we were and I felt something wrap around my waist and I felt a yank I was suddenly sober I went limp and threw my weight to my feet and I felt them grunt and drag me I was screaming

"Help! Someone help me! Please someone help!"

They dropped me and ran I saw the hair color and I realized it was him. I went

Back to where we were supposed to meet and the DD was there.

"Isis are you okay? I heard screaming."

"That bastard tried to kidnap me. I went limp and threw my weight too my feet and screamed for help coward got scared and dropped me and ran." they all looked at me shocked.

"Isis this is becoming serious."

"Yea... yea it is look you all need to stay together don't go anywhere without at least pepper spray do you understand me?" they nodded. I went home and locked my door and my windows. My roommate looked at me and was concerned. "Hey I want you to go to your boyfriends more often or to a girl friends it's not safe here for you."

"Well what about you? Are you going to be safe?"

"I'll be fine as long as I stay here he can't get in without a key call your boyfriend and have him pick you up. Oh and here." I handed her military grade pepper spray. "You use this if he comes within arm's length do you understand Me." she looked at me and nodded and picked up her phone. After she made the call I walked her over there. I looked at her boyfriend.

"Here." I gave him a picture of the guy and I pointed to the picture. "Keep him away from her he will go after her to get to me."

He nodded grabbed her handand walked off. I called the non-emergency escort service and was escorted to mydorm. I walked in and was immediately on guard something was wrong. I heard a shuffling behind me and I immediately snapped around and had my gun drawn. It was him that much I knew but then my limbs went numb and the world spun then darkness. I woke up obviously an hour or so later I was tied to a bed I still had my clothes but I was handcuffed spread eagle my hair was tied in a ponytail and I wasn't gagged I knew better than to scream I was in a basement. There was no way I was getting out of here without at least a new scar or two.

"Damn it all!" someone stepped out of the shadows and walked over to me.

"Oh why such foul language."

"Because I just realized that the only way I'm getting out of here is with a few new scars."

"What makes you think you're getting out of here?"

"Because I am I will not stay here laying on this bed doing nothing!"

"What made you think you were going to do nothing? I have scissors that I can use and I get to have a little bit of fun." My eyes went wide and I started to panic I slammed that feeling down and remembered my training do not struggle do not show fear.

"Go ahead but I will pay you back tenfold of the pain." He smiled.

"Gladly."

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Now this part in the story is a bit graphic and I understand if you want to leave. However before you go let me ask you. Wouldn't you want to have people hear your story?

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He grabbed the scissors and started to cut off my pants and my underwear then my shirt and my bra. After he discarded my clothes he looked me over as if I was a piece of meat. He stopped between my legs and stared.

"My, my how un-lady like to have it not trimmed or gardened. Looks like ill have to take care of that."

"Don't you even get near me you psychotic freak!"

He grabbed my legs with a pair of tiny scissors and started to "trim" me. When he was done he looked at his work and smiled.

"Ah that's better."

I felt so helpless therewas nothing I could do. No matter how hard I tried I couldn't do anything.After that he got on top of me and he raped me. No matter how hard I triednothing I did was not strong enough this went on for 5 weeks. He made me dothings I wouldn't do drunk. I was starting to break there wasn't  anything I was able to do he stole my gun and kept it pointed at me whenI took a shower I had no privacy.