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There was a long silence between us. I would rather starve than pleased him.
"No" I said as I pushed away the outfit.
He laughed again. All he did was laugh.
"Yes, you will do as u say or you don't get fed."
I turned and faced the wall. I could feel his anger. His need for power. That's when I knew that this is worse that I have ever thought it could be.

He breathes deeply. He sat down behind me. His legs wrapped round me, he started kissing my neck and clutching my breasts. I hated it. It was like all the power that I ever had was shot through my body for one quick moment. A moment. A moment was all I need to push him away and run to the opposite side of the room.

I saw in his eyes the anger. He was no longer looking at me as a prize but as something he owned.

He grabbed my head and bashed it against the wall causing me to loose focus. He shoved my head into the toilet. And then through me to the bed. He stormed out and slammed
The door behind him.

I couldn't stop wanting to cry But I couldn't cry either.

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