With little to no life, I walked through the hovelled area, taking in every whiff of weed and looking at the dancing girls through my teary eyes. Then suddenly, a pair of hands grabbed ahold of me. Pale white hands covered my mouth and shoved me into a nearby trailer. Decorated solely with suede burgundy furniture, I spun around to see Tom in his worn out shirt locking the door.
"Hi there." He smiled malignantly.
"Your boyfriend spoke very fondly of you out there." He took a step towards me.
"Saying how sweet you are." He kept moving forward as I moved backwards.
"I always knew that you were worth my wild Sweats." He grabbed my arm and pinned me onto the burgundy comforter.
"But I just needed a taste." He licked my face.
"Get off me Tom, now!" I yelled through my tears.
"Oh Sweats baby," He stroked my cheek.
"You know me better to know that when I want something, I'm Gonna Have It !" He squeezed my pinned hands and tied them to the bed post with rope that was already set up and clearly used.
"Let Me Go !" "Help!" I yelled.
"No One is going to listen to your screams baby." He shouted.
"Everyone screams when I'm at work." He hovered over me.
"Theories have to be tested Acacia."
He pulled down my black bottoms looking me in the eyes. My eyes only seemed to produce more tears than ever before, as they cascaded down my face.
"Stop !" "Don't do this !" "Please !" I kicked and screamed.
He simply took his fist and struck my knees to which I whimpered. It didn't matter how hard I tried to kick with my aching legs, his finger still found a way into my vag and twirled around. Immediately, my eyes formed a tsunami, and I couldn't fight anymore. He pushed my pants to my ankles and opened my legs wider. He, then looked at my crying face and continued to run his fat warm tongue against my clitoris.
Over and over again his tongue played with my insides. With the smallest bit of bravery and strength within me, I clapped my skinny thighs together against his head and twisted my hardest until his brutal hits halted. I scooted my body forward allowing his head to lay on the bed. It was a massive struggle, but I managed to untie my hands by pulling the rope with my teeth. Then, I pulled my pants and underwear over my defiled bottom and ran out of there. I came back to the open road and moped along it. I cleared my head of all thought and kept moving alongside the road. Cars passed me by with its passengers giving me crazy stares. Men cat-called me from their cars, but I just kept my head down latching onto my diminishing dignity. I was bleeding profusely with death near in sight.
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Precaution
Novela Juvenil"I don't want to go anywhere, I have things to do!" "Life isn't always about fun and games you know. You have to think about the future!" I said. "Okay you're right. But think about this, why are we given life if we weren't supposed to...
