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I GIVE UP
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"CHARLIE!!!!" he yelled. I hated my name. I looked behind him in the mirror. A black haired girl . Fat so fat. so ugly. ugly ugly ugly. I sticked the razor farther up my arm. "DONT CHARLIE!!!" he yelled. it just made me do it more. He picked me up sitting me on the sink. "give me that" He said in a i dont give a fuck tone. We wrestled for awhile for the razor. I watched as he took the razor out of my hands walking to the stall. I watched him throw it down the toilet. I watched him flush it. I stared. Anger boiled over me. I run up pushing him to the side and saw nothing. i was burning mad. I balled my fists into balls and flung a punch to the side of his head but only connected with th wall. We stared into each others eyes. "dont ever fuckin do that again Charlie dont ever cut because your beautfiul your already skinny as fuck ur beautiful like anything in the world please if you kill yourself ill be lost" He murmured the last part. I mentally shoved him down the toilet. Anger still burned inside me. who could love THIS!!!!!! i thrusted my arms to the mirror showing myself. He caressed my cheek. "your beautiful" he whispered he pressed our foreheads together. I ripped out of his arms running to the mirror and suddenly i heard shattering i opened my eyes to see an empty space. Only KC's image was there. I stared at KC. He looked angrily at me pushing me onto the wall kissing me on the lips. The only image in my mind showed my plan.. my plan of killing myself. "please..please...don't do it" I pushed him away i tried talking but from the last attempt of suicide my vocal cords are weak. "dont bother" i managed. I walked off wiping my mouth. I wasnt important. i wasnt important to anyone. So why and try to make me like the rest of the people. I walked down the hall. I looked at the bulletin word and words grabbed my attention. 'i give up'
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This story is really HOT. Like really really really HOT. It's essentially about a college student learning about her hidden desire to submit to a man, with the help of her roommate & a very hot dominant man. This is a MATURE story & the smut within the story is VERY smutty, so be warned! BUT there's also substance to the story & it's a good read! Enjoy my loves :* EXCERPT - He cupped my breasts, and then he snarled. "Padded bra. As if you needed one." His hands were under my sweatshirt and he hauled the bra up, roughly, and then his hands were on me, feeling, squeezing, his palms grinding against my nipples. Those hands had spanked me and somehow that changed everything. His hands mattered. I arched into them, and then my head went back and he kissed my mouth again, lips and tongue forcing my mouth to give him what he wanted. "Can't think," I said, dazed, against his lips, and he growled at me for speaking. And then one hand dove into my pants, and a finger forced inward. My knees gave out entirely. We sank to the floor and he pinned me down, violently taking my mouth with his tongue and my pussy with his finger, and I learned what happens when you almost come and stop and then are touched again. I was out of control, my legs opened and my hips tilted. His fingers moved to my clit, then back inside me... everything ached and burned and it was all I could do not to beg for more. The late night fantasies were back, but now I was living one, the man who took, demanded, forced a young girl to feel things she didn't know about - my hips tilted up further, he twisted around and sucked a nipple roughly, painfully, and every muscle in me tensed, I couldn't stop, there was only more and faster- I came in that slow, violent way that takes away all control of your limbs and slams you again and again against the floor. My noises were guttural and raw, and when my eyes were closed all I saw was his dark, demanding gaze. --- OKAY NOW GO READ!

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