I tried kicking him
as Frank reached towards me
Bray held me by my arms
and forced me
onto the ground
"Hold her still
Boy"
Bray looked so ashamed
but fear radiated from him
stronger then the fear
in me
But Frank
his eyes
they stung into my soul
tearing apart me
piece
by piece
He slapped me
the lust in his eyes
grabbed me
and made me turn away
I could hear him unzip
and he grabbed my hips
digging
his putrid hands
into them.
I shut my eyes as his hands
wandered
lower
lower
each time i kicked at him
he slapped me
I felt something firm
on my thigh
As his hands
explored places
I dared not visualize
My screams
were muffled
by the cloth
but when he forced my legs apart
I let out
and thrashed
and did what
i could
to stop him
After it all
the pain
the tears
the bruises
Frank zipped up his pants
and kicked me
in
the stomach
I cried
and Bray
let me go
so I
could curl into a ball
He wiped away his own tears
and
Frank pushed
him home.
They
They left me there.
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Daddy is a (Fe)Male
PoetryA child learns about her father. ((Yes, the name means the father is an Iron Man. *Eyeroll*))