His.

Mine.

Jade: Age 7
Driving home from school with my daddy was one of my favourite things, right next to my mummy reading me stories. While I was starring out the window looking at the clouds we pulled into the garage. Daddy opened my door and helped me out whilst he grabbed my backpack. Quickly I ran inside to find mummy to tell her about the fun things I did today. She wasn't in the kitchen like usual so I guess she was in her and daddy's room. Bursting through the bedroom door I tumbled onto the bed. She was sleeping peacefully, not for long.
"Mummy mummy!" I started to shake her awake, but it wasn't working.
"Mummy? Wake up." Before I could shake her again daddy walked in.
"Daddy mummy won't wake up!" My lips had started to quiver.
"Go to your room,"
"W-what?"
"Shut up and go to your room before you end up like your mother," quickly I got up off the bed and went to my room. Daddy was using his meanie voice.

An hour passed and the silence was broken by the doorbell. I opened the door to my room at the same time daddy opened the front door. There were two men in black suits with red ties. They both had scowls on their stone cold faces. One had a large scar that started from the left side of his cheekbone to his chin. I starred at them the top of the stairs, daddy muttered a few words and led them to the main bedroom. After a few minutes of deciding whether or not to go down stairs, a mans voice spoke "what about that little brat of yours?"
"Don't worry about her the deal with Robert still stands, but she doesn't have mummy to protect her anymore" I heard daddy speak with a dark laugh.
I watched both men carry a large black bag to their car, I never saw them again.

I was breathing heavy when I awoke, Harry was shaking me
"God shut up with your whimpering I'm trying to sleep!" Cowering closer to the edge of the bed I realised how sweaty I was. Giving him a simple nod he lied back down and turned his back to me. Looking at the clock on his nightstand it read 3:00 am. I guess I better go back to bed. Lying down I thought about my dream, nightmares really the word I'm looking for. That was the day I found out what a monster my father really was. The day I found out where the bruises on my mum had come from, what she was saving me from. Sighing I turned on my left side, pain seared through my torso. Looking down underneath the covers I was only in my red lacing panties, and right above the band was a large 'H' carved into my flesh. Finally taking a moment to see was I was wearing, nothing but my matching lace lingerie. God that bastard probably groped me in my sleep, creep. Turning to my right side I tried to get comfortable, the last think I remember looking at was Harry's soft curls.

I woke up to the sound of soft groans and moans. Shivering I reached for the comforter, not feeling it I opened my eyes. Big mistake, there he was naked as the day he was born, stroking himself. Also noticing, my bra has disappeared from my chest.
"Ah füçk," groaning he massaged his tip. I decided to stay as still as possible so he wouldn't notice my awake. That didn't last long cause then he started to reach for my breasts, when he did he started to play with my nipples. His entire hand could hold my entire boob. To be fair I wasn't very large chested either. My body wasn't anything out of the ordinary I had longish legs for my body, and little pooch on my tummy. I'm only 5'2 so I'm not exactly average height. I also took time to take in his size, he wasn't lying about being above average. He was long and thick with veins decorating his length, he had to at least be 9 inches, at least. That's definitely gonna hurt.

Gasping when he pinched my nipple he turned to me. Smirking he pulled me up right. Letting out a light laugh
"How about you help me out hm?" Eyes widening when he gripped my hand and wrapped it around his cøçk. Moaning, he started to make me stroke him.
"Please stop," I whimpered, not wanting to angry him and have worse things happen.
"If you keep talking I'll put your mouth to good use," shaking my head I stayed silent. Grabbing my other hand he brought it to his balls,
"Mm füçk, play with them," letting a tear slip as I obeyed. I hate crying I really do, it makes me seem weaker than I am. But I guess I'm just broken, I know better. Lifting my head up to look at him with his fingers,
"Now I'm gonna have you put your little mouth to work, understand?"  Looking straight into his hard green eyes, did I really have a choice? I did but he'd ignore it,
"And you will swallow".
Leaning my head down I wrapped my lips around his tip.
"That's it good girl, very good," I went ahead and let my tears fall as I continued to please him. He started to buck his hips and push me further down his length. He came with a surprise and a loud groan. Some slipped between my lips and onto his thighs and balls. The rest I obeyed and swallowed, not wanting to have him use his knife on me again. Still holding down my head he made sure he was done. Letting go I sat back up, my fave probably red and it felt hot. Eyes still producing tears,
"Don't cry love, there's still more cum to be licked up," he said with a laugh. Looking down at his thighs, there was more than I thought.
"Why don't you clean me up, yeah?" Slowly I began to lick up the rest of his disgusting bodily fluids. Wanting to puke once I got to his balls.

Once I finished successfully without throwing up, he pulled me down to his chest. Reaching over he snatched a cigarette and light from his nightstand. Quickly lighting them he started to smoke, he leaned down to kiss me, only to blow smoke in my mouth. Coughing and gagging I started to feel pain in my side again. His fingers started to add pressure to the 'H' on my hip. "How'd you like my little mark hmm?" I looked back up at him, his cheeks were heated from his orgasm. He probably thought this was funny but it wasn't. I'm not some toy he can play with, but that's what he does, he plays and nothing else.
"C-can I use the bathroom?" He looked back at me, and pointed with his cigarette hand at a door. I got up as fast as I could and went straight through it. "Leave the door open," looking at him with a confused expression, "don't want you escaping". After his statement I nodded and went to the restroom. It was weird to know that he could see me, but I didn't want to anger him. I don't know his limits of anger so I don't know how far I can push him. I flushed and washed my hands, looking at myself in the mirror I saw all these love bites on my neck, I guess he really is marking his territory. Animal.

Walking back to the bed as slow as possible. He smiled, "I see you've found my bites," he patted the space next to him on the bed. I lied down next to him, he wrapped his arm around my waist and continued to smoke as I listened to his heartbeat.
"Mine," he sighed before putting out his cigarette on the ashtray.

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Song- Full Circle by Half Moon Run
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~Jade