The Beginning of the End

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I never really ever looked forward to waking up but the other options didn't appeal to me either.

It was the same every single day, I would wake up, cook breakfast for the men I live with, put up with their shit all morning, clean what I can of camp and repeat this all throughout the day. Every day, all week, all month, all year. Throw in the occasional beating and abuse and that pretty much sums up my life.

As I woke up and rubbed the sleep out of my eyes I felt the tension in the air already, I could hear Jim, the leader of our group, pacing back and forth, cursing to himself. I decided to get ready as slow as possible before I had to go and face him and since I already prepared breakfast the night before, there wasn't much that needed to be done.

I took my long, waist length blond hair, out of its hair tie and ran my fingers through it, brushing it out. Next I checked my face in the small hand held mirror I managed to sneak into camp, I wasn't allowed many items apart from feminine hygiene, a hair tie and some clothes therefore if I got caught with this mirror I would be in big trouble. As I looked into the mirror I noticed the bruises on my face were slowly disappearing, thank god. Despite not being allowed many items, I had quite a big wardrobe due to being the only woman in camp, I had jackets, t-shirts, shorts, joggers, trousers, I pretty much had every item of clothing you could think of, most of which however we what I would like to call 'slutty' because after all, stuck up pigs were the ones who brought me these clothes, of course if they were doing something nice they would need something out of it too and that would be to have a 'pretty little thing' to stare at. I decided to throw on just some basic shorts and a white top, plain and simple, just how I liked it.

Our camp was made up of a small cottage, a large shed and a tiny wooden cabin right next to the lake, a few minutes walk from the main cottage. The bigger males of the group, such as Jim, stay in the cottage as it is the nicest out of them all. My brother, Jake, and his two less dominant friends stay in the large shed and I, Daisy, stay in the cabin all alone.

Stepping out of the cabin, I could see straight away Jim was on edge, he looked angry at something but I sure as hell wasn't about to find out. I quickly ran into the cottage and started to dish out breakfast, scrambled eggs and beans. You're probably wondering where we got the eggs from..the people who's home this was before the world went to shit must have been preparing for a disaster as the cupboards were stocked full and a cow and chicken coop were set up in the garden. I guess we hit it pretty lucky. I served up the food and called the men in for breakfast, whilst they ate I went to eat my portion alone outside. I didn't enjoy spending much time with the men as all they would do is shout abuse at me, my brother didn't help, he just watched the whole thing happen. Even when they beat me to a pulp he just watched, didn't bother saying a word..good brother he is.

I knew it wouldn't take the men long to eat breakfast as they all shoved it down as fast as they could usually therefore I finished mine quickly and went back in to clean up the pots.

As I was walking back into the house I felt an arm come out of nowhere and hang off my shoulders, turning round I came face to face with non other than Jim himself.

"Listen here petal, when I wake up, I expect to see food ready and served. What the hell was that today? I had been awake an hour already and still you weren't up. You know what this means don't you??" I wish I didn't, I thought to myself as he grabbed hold of my arm and yanked me out of the house and down to the lake, the rest of the men quickly following behind.

He shoved me to my knees and pushed my face deep into the water until I could barely hold my breath any longer. He grabbed my hair and yanked me back up, pushing me against a tree.

"Ooh petal, I wish you got that wet and out of breath for me" he cackled before slowly reaching his hands into my shorts. This is the part where I wish I didn't wake up this morning. The men, including my brother, all stood there watching. Some even had smirks on their faces, pricks.

There's no point in resisting him because I knew the punishment would only get worse therefore I froze as tears streamed down my face. I made eye contact with my brother and he just turned away. Jim moved further and further into my shorts until his finger hit the edge of my underwear. With one hand pinning me against the tree, he used his other to push a finger into me. I cried out in pain, I had been abused before but never sexually. I was scared for my life but I knew there was nothing I could do to stop him.

Jim quickly pulled his finger out and went to unbuckle his belt on his trousers. This was it, it was my worst nightmare coming true. I felt light headed from all the crying but nobody was doing anything to stop him.

"Can I have a turn after you, Jimmy?' Shouted one of his men. I cried deeper and tried to push Jim away. To no use, he wouldn't budge, he quickened his pace and pulled down his trousers. He then turned back to me and pulled off my shorts, leaving me in only my underwear. He turned to his men and told them to carry on with their duties whilst he had his fun. Just as he was about to pull his underwear off, I hear a noise...it sounded a lot like cars?

We were in quite a remote part of town therefore no cars were ever heard except from our own, who could it be? Were they any better than the scum I live with?

Just as I was about to pass out from fear, I heard a loud, demanding voice shout "What the fuck do you think you are doing, asshole?" and Jim was tore from me.

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⏰ Last updated: Dec 19, 2016 ⏰

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