I'm Waiting[One Direction Spanking Story]

I'm Waiting[One Direction Spanking Story]

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I'm waiting for the day, that my life starts. I have been living in an orphanage ever since I could remember. My parents lift me on the steps of an orphanage then committed suicide. My name is Annabelle but people call me Anna for a nickname. I'm ten years old my passion is soccer, I'm a tomboy also can be a trouble maker.I'm waiting for the day that I can leave this orphanage and start my life on my own. There's one flaw in my plan I'm being adopted by One Direction. (Caution contains spanking and coursing)
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Pain Its horrible, Nobody wants it. Pain is the least of my problems. Being kidnapped for more than 6 years is horrible. Nobody wants it. I got it. My name is Alyssa Berner or so I think, Ive been trapped in a basement for my whole life, I am now nineteen, I was captured at the young age of 13. I had a full life ahead of me, everything was wonderful. I had straight A’s , Never done drugs, never drank, well maybe once or twice. I had a beautiful boyfriend. I loved him soo very much. Raped, Beaten, Abused, Burned. Were the least painful things that Jack did, Jack, disgusting, rapist and murderer. He killed my family, and kept me for his own personal game. A Prisoner In London. My only friend: A Bed. My only food: Bread. My only way of easing pain: Cutting my wrists, No Escape. And How Does One Direction Help With This?

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