Aftermath

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Venus P.O.V

How could he do this to me? That bastard stole from me. He stole my power, my independence. He took my pride along with my dignity. That monster took me to a dark place. The very things that my mother bestowed on me and made me who I am are now gone and he has them. I should have told Moma sooner than waiting for him to stop or worse take me... What am I going to do? How am I going to get passed this?
The nurses are just about finishing up on me except for one last thing. They need a sample of him. At first, I fought to keep him from touching me, I couldn't handle another person inside me right now. The nurses had to restrain me before calmly pulling my legs apart to go into me. I never felt so embarrassed in my life but I know it's needed for the tests so I calmed down. God help me!

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