USED

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I don't really remember my life. It was all closed doors. My parents are very strict rude people, if I disobey. I will get punched, cut, chocked, or kicked. I'm  very abused. My names Jasmine, and I'm a short 16 year old female. I have VERY curly black hair. I may be 5'1 but don't get it twisted.
The Next day
I wake up with the sun shining in my eyes. I decide to get up and fix my parents coffee. As I'm walking down the stairs, I noticed there's boxes everywhere. I  approach one of the boxes, looking inside. "All my stuff?" I say in a slight whisper. I look to my left to see my dad opening the door to his room. I sprint to the stairs before he could see me at the boxes. Luckily, he didn't see me. I run to the kitchen and pretend that I was washing dishes. As l look to my right, I see dad coming down stairs. He looks pissed. I pray to god that he doesn't touch me. He comes up to me and says "your mother is treating daddy bad. Can you make daddy feel good?" I cringed at his words as he grabs my butt with one hand, and the other was going to my area. Before he could even touch me. I turned around and punched Him in his
balls. He screams in pain as I run up stairs.

        Before I reach my room my mom come out of nowhere and grabs me by my hair and drags me down stairs. She sits me on the couch as ties ropes around my hands and feet. I look at her with hatred in my eyes. "I hope when they get you, they will hurt you till you wanna go kill yourself." She said spitting in my face. "Fuck you bitch I hope you and that bitch of a father rot in hell." I yell. She leans down to slap me, instead I spit in her face. My father comes behind me. I scream in pain as I feel blood run down my arm. My mother grabs the item he cut me with. "Y'all are some crazy motherfuckers, but I'm crazier." I laugh as I lick the blood on my arm. My father walks around to face me. "look who's here." My father points at 5 men dressed in black busting through the door. "Well you giving me away. huh? Ha you think I'm hurt by this shit. You thought wrong bitches." I laugh even harder.
They go upstairs and grab all my stuff. I look at I see one of the men grabbing a picture of my "family" off the wall. " can- can I see it." With tears In my eyes. He hands me the picture and I look at it as tears run down my face. "You- you k- know this was before all the abuse. Right?" A few tears fell down my cheeks. I look up the mans bright green eyes. "I'm- im so sorry ma'am. I-"I cut him off. "it's okay." I chuckle.
The man takes off the ropes. I look at him with trust in my eyes. He nods as I yell "I fucking hate y'all. You tore this family up for your twisted ways. Now your gonna pay for it." I throw that picture against the wall, making glass go everywhere. "Do me a favor and go drink bleach, cut you wrists, and go find a tree and hang yourselves." My mother had her mouth wide open as she falls to the floor crying. "I don't give a fuck If you cry. You gave up on me, I didn't give up on you." My father looking shocked while I smirk upon them. "Bye parents."  I look at green eyes (my nickname for the bodyguard. Ain't it legit. Ahem. Any who back to the story.) signaling that I'm ready to leave. I walk towards a shiny black Range Rover. As get in the passengers seat as green eyes stops me. " Hey are you okay?" He looked worried. "I'm better now." I get in the car looking as happy as if I won the lottery.

Green eyes looks at me and says " Do you even know what your here for?" "Nope." I say loudly. "You are gonna be my bosses slave/sex slave. If you do what he says you will and him will get along. If you don't obey him, you will be punished. The more you do it. The worse you will get punished. You must do everything he says. My boss has a twin brother, so the same way with him." I look down and sighed. "Okay.. this ain't as bad as my parents so I'm good I guess." I said. "Okay then." Green eyes says.
We arrived at this big ass house in the middle of nowhere. I run in the house with excitement until I run in to this big ass creature.

I run into this tall ass guy with a killer body and a sharp jawline.
"Oh shit I'm sorry sir." I say. He looks at me, head to toe. "Damn..." he whispers to himself. "The names Ethan, but you can call me daddy." I look at him confused. He grabs my hand and drags me to a room. "This is your room okay. It's all done. Everything is set, including your wardrobe and list of chores." Ethan says. "Okay Eth- I mean daddy." He blushes at my words. I laugh and kiss him on the cheek saying goodnight
As he left I noticed that there was no lock. O well I say to myself. I run to the closest and grab a big teeshirt, And some underwear and go to my bathroom. I take a shower as I wash my hair. The hot water runs down my body as wince in pain. I look At my cut and it was a date carved in my arm. It was like a week from now. I think about what it is as I forget about it.
*30 minutes later*
I get out of the shower, comb through my hair, put on my clothes, and scrunched hair with a towel till it was dry.
I run down the stair as I go to the kitchen. I go to get the Oreos in the top shelf. I struggle to reach them till I'm lifted off the ground. I grab the Oreos and I was put back on the floor. I turn to see who did that. It was a guy who looked like Ethan but his hair was shorter, and he was taller. I look at him with his shirt off. This boi was ripped. Holy shit. He looks at me and says " so your jasmine. Your very short and a lot smaller than I thought , but you got some nice a nice ass and some wide ass hips." He growls under his deep voice. " I may be short, But I'm not a little innocent cupcake. Got it. Mkay. As I walk past him I rub my hand on his member. He groans as I laugh was walk up the stair, I stop half way up the stairs I lift up the my shirt I little to show my black lacy underwear. I look at him and I smirk. I put my shirt down and go to my room. I eat my Oreos and I finally go to sleep.

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