.:Protect Me, My love:. (A victurri fanfic)

Chapter One- Introduction

Yuri's POV

I awoke with a yawn, stretching out my arms and back as i sat up. Slowly, i stood, my legs sore from the training and my body coated with bruises from... well... from my father and coach. I dont show my pain, but it hurts quite alot.

"Yuri Katsuki get your ass out of bed! Your fucking late to practice you faggot!"

I could hear my father screaming from the other side of the door, and I instantly knew, today will be hell. You stupid idiot. No wonder everyone hates you. You cant even be up in time for training! I could hear my mind scoffing at me.

I slowly grabbed my practice wear that would hide my arms and legs, throwing it on immediately. I then inched to the door, fearful to open it. I knew my father was on the other side and i wasnt ready for the punishments he was about to give me. Slowly and gently I open the door, barely speaking above a whisper. "Sorry father, my alarm didnt wake me.." and just as expected, he grabbed at my hair, tearing at it, pulling my face in front of his. "Stupid slut. If you didnt have practice right now, id beat the shit out of you then chain you up and have my way with you. Stupid fat child. Get to the rink. When you get home expect a beating." My father growled at me, his eyes holding a sickening lust for blood and satisfaction.  After he released my hair I sprinted, running away as fast as my legs could carry me. My whole body sore and in pain from the sickening feeling of fear and anxiety growing inside.

.:Time skip:.

Practice was horrid like usual. Im certain i will have several new blue and purple bruises coating me, just as a beautiful ombre would look on a pale white canvas. Except i lack the beauty which us replaced by my scars and tear stains on my face.  At this point, i just want to be home. I just want the punishment to be over with.

Slowly i open the door, hoping my father wont hear but im to late as i feel a hard punch to the ribs, knocking me to the ground and stealing my ability to breath. Soon after i feel constant kicks to my ribs and stomach. All the while he stomps on my hands, arms, feet, and legs. My body is going numb and when i think its over, i get dragged. Up the stairs.
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Im not ready for whats next as hear the chains rattle, and what sounds like my father preparing the condom and lube. See i was born with a special part. I have female reproductive organs, even though i am mentally and physically a male. The doctors dont have much of an explanation, but im just glad my father wont go as far as getting me.... pregnant.

Soon i feel my body get dragged and thrown on the bed. Soon after i hear the clicking of the cuffs around my wrists. I can feel him ripping off my clothes then doing the same to himself. I hear the condom package get ripped open, then the lubes lid popped off. I know what coming next. He never prepares me warns me or anything. It hurts like hell and i dont find it arousing. I feel his large member shove inside of me, making me scream in agony as tears spilled over my eyes. I knew there would be blood which ment getting hit more. He painfully continued pounding into me, eventually he gets his release and pulls out, walking off to the bathroom, leaving me chained to the bed unable to escape.

I would never try to anyway.
But he would never listen.
No one does.
Nobody hears what happens in this hell hole of a house.

And i hate it almost as much as i hate myself.