Caged by him

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I groaned in pain as I got into my car, it was not easy driving home this messed up.

I  began to hit the steering wheel out of frustration. I laid my head back, breathing heavy, I felt powerless and worthless. I began to hear my fathers voice in my head, your a useless piece of shit.

(Flashback)
Roman, my fathers security guard called me,
Yes sir?
Your father wants to see you, he is waiting at the wearhouse.
I watched the sun go down as we drove to see my father.

Here we are kid, I will be outside waiting to take you home.

The hallway lights were bright, all I could hear was the sound of my breathing and the rhythm of my foot steps.

The closer I got, the louder the screams got, it was a girls voice.

I started to get scared, her cries were unbearable, I turned the other way trying to leave. Two men in Black suites ran after me, grabbing my arms gently, come on kid, its ok you can do it.

The men looked at each other with pity towards me, but it was their job to fallow my fathers orders.

No, no I I can't, one of the men knew me very well, he was almost like a father to me.
Placing his hand on my shoulder, crouching down to be at eye level with me.

Come on Roman, don't be scared, I will be right here the whole time.

The voice I feared the most echoed through the cement walls, it was my fathers.

Standing in the doorway, he gestured for me to come to him.

Come here boy, stop acting like such a little bitch, bothering my men.

I trembled as I walked over to him.
When in arms reach he slithered his cold hands around the base of my neck roughly pushing me into the room.

A girl about my age was laying on a beat up mattress, her nose was bleeding, she had bruises everywhere.

I started to cry as well.
My father smacks me across the face, blood starts to drip from my nose. If I see one more tear from you I will kill you, you hear me! I  am not going to raise a coward for a son. It's time you grew up, your already fifteen years old.

He grabs the base of my neck again roughly forcing me to look at the girl. Look at her!

She will become on of my whores, simply an object for the pleasure of men. Don't ever feel bad, she has no rights, she has no heart, her only job is to shut the fuck up and spread her legs.

Go and fuck her! N-no I I c-Can't. Do it now or I swear to god I will fucking kill her right now. I stayed frozen in place trembling.

Fine!
He walked over to the girl grabbing her by the hair, dragging her to me, placing her on her knees.

He pulls out his gun, holding the gun to her head, she starts crying, begging for her life, she starts to pray with her eyes closed, all I could see was her hair covering her face and she stared at the floor.

It's your choice son, what will it be! You want her blood on your hands!

Arming the gun, his hand on the trigger.

STOP, I will do it.  I will do it. Don't kill her please.

He takes the gun off the girl smiling at me sadistically. Smart boy.

He throws her on the bed, tearing her dress off leaving her bare, he ties her legs spread apart, handcuffing her hands.

She is all yours son, have fun. She will enjoy it, I promise, it's her job to enjoy it.
If you don't fuck her I will know and you will be punished.

We were alone, the girl closed her eyes as she continued to cry.

I-I'm sorry about this, I took my pants off and got on top of her, it was my first time having sex so I wasn't sure what to do. I began to thrust inside of her, I tried to be as gentle as possible, but I knew she hated me and I as well hated myself for doing this to her.

(Flashback ended)

My father made me into the monster that I am, and the worst part is that I let him.
He forced me to rape new women every week,

At first it was hard but as time went by, my heart began to numb out the pain, eventually I enjoyed seeing them in pain. It felt good to feel so empowered, soon that weak and scared little boy faded away, and a monster took his place.. 

I hear the door opening, it must be Roman, he was gone almost all day. I was starting to get worried.

I ran downstairs smiling, looking for Roman.

I gasped when I saw Romans face. Oh my god, baby what happened are you ok.

I placed my hand on his face gently. Yea I'm fine don't worry about me love it was just some stupid bar fight.

I knew he was lying because I couldn't smell any alcohol on him.

Here sit down. I said don't worry about it Star, go and pour me a drink. I ran to get him a drink but I also grabbed the rubbing alcohol, bowl of water and a clean towel.

Roman drank the glass of burban  in one gulp. He sat down, and I got on my knees so I could clean his wounds.

He grabbed my hand stopping me, please baby just let me clean you up. Without a word he let go of my arm gesturing me to continue.

I watched her as she mended to my wounds on my knuckles and face.
She was so innocent and pure, I loved her with every beat my heart pounded blood through my veins.
I wish I could let her go, I wish I could stop myself from hurting her, controlling her, forcing her, but I couldn't. This is the only way I knew how to love her, she will always be mine.

If only we meet in another life.

Ok baby, all done. Let's go upstairs and take a shower then you Can rest, he nodded. I helped him up the stairs.
I went to turn on the water, preparing a hot bath.
He tried to take his clothes off but the pain was too unbearable.

Here baby let me help you. I took off his shirt gently, I began to unbuckle his belt and unzip his pants.

He entered the bath, slowly sitting down.
Come into the bath with me love.

Ok baby, of course.

I washed his body gently cleaning him as much as I could.

Stop Star, I'm clean now. Lay between my legs love. W-won't I hurt you though.
He smiled, haha, no baby I think your too small for that, come here.