October 9th, 2024

October 9th, 2024

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PLEASE BE AWARE: this was written based on my own experience that i experienced last year. i am writing this to help me move on. this does not in any way condone sexual violence and is not something to take lightly. this does have mention of sexual assault, unwanted pregnancy, and the aftermath of an assault. if any of that is triggering for you please do not read and read something else. thank you -- Her eyes were burning, stinging, as wet, hot tears ran down her face, pooling at her chin and slipping down the front of her neck. A whimper was lodged deep in her throat, a feeling close to that of a potato chip that wasn't quite swallowed. Her insides were searing, tearing at the seams, leaving bubbles of heat popping against her body. She couldn't move, breasts pressed firmly against the back of the seat, and face crumpled, nose smashed into the smooth pleather, inhaling the wafts of plastic, she could feel the wetness of her tears smearing across the seat with every jagged motion he made. He was ruthless. His nails deep into her scalp and knee crammed into her spine made him feel a surge of power, and left a cocky grin across his face. He ignored her shaky breaths and sniffling nose, continuing to split her wide open, not satiated. He wanted more.
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I'm about to tell you a story about a girl. A normal girl. A girl that had no cares in the world, until her trust for it was stripped away. When you read her story, you'll find yourself trusting her, loving her, rooting for her. But you see, not everyone gets to trust the world. Not everyone has a happy ending. --- Halfway through the kiss however, his attitude changed; instead of being a loving embrace, it became a fierce trap. His grip on her waist tightened, trapped her where she was instead of simply holding her where he wanted her. The hand in her hair grabbed a section of it, enforcing his demand for her not to go anywhere. Before she knew what was happening, he left go of her hair, and pushed her to the ground. She gasped, suddenly able to breathe. He stood up and walked over to her. He placed a soft hand on her cheek, just like he used to when he was telling her how special she was to him. None of the emotion was there this time however, all she could feel radiating from his was rage. "You shouldn't have run off, babe," he said bitterly. "I was about to show you how much I loved you. Instead, I now have to show you what happens when you anger me." --- The men regarded her, before she was shoved to the ground and one produced a whip. There, laying broken on the floor, as the other girls watched, she was whipped. Slowly, she felt her skin breaking in time with her heart and her will.

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