Breaking the chains

A girl, just like you, until she was taken, slipped away, unnoticed. She was supposed to be on a date. It was supposed to be the best night of her life... Until the night captured her and held her slave...

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I felt like a used doll. Reduce, reuse, recycle right? The next night two men came in. Dressed exactly the same they both jumped onto me. They forced me to move around then this time. They forced me to things that even Peter didn't. They kissed my face, my neck, my body. I wanted to scream out and to cry. They stayed the night and then left. I was mess on the floor. A weeping pile of what was an innocent girl and was now a nobody, someone who had ceased to exist in the real world and was sexually exploited...

There was silence for a few days. I was aching like crazy. I had never done that before and they had always said the first time would hurt. No pain relief though. I asked for some ice but I was only given a rag which was soaked in tepid water. It didn't even dull the pain. Food came in on a little tray, water and some bread. I readily devoured it each time. When I needed to go the bathroom I we instructed to use the gutter in the floor. I dreaded to think where it all went...

The door opened as two official men walked in. I had done two before, this was nothing new, but then the four others walked in. All six official men surrounded me. They told me to start dancing so I did. As I danced for them they began to strip and dancing with me. Grabbing me and pulling me to them. They all kissed me, my face, my lips, my neck, my body. Anywhere that was visible. Which very quickly became everywhere. I was then shoved onto the floor. I wanted to cry as they took their turns on me. I then looked up and recognised the face of the current man on top of my waist. He was the vice principal of my high school. When I told him he slapped me across the face. I felt my skin redden at the stinging sensation. When he told his friends I knew who he was I was hoisted into the air. Then continuously punched in the stomach. And kicked. I was slipping in and out of consiousness throughout the night. The continuous beatings and then rapeings went by in a blur, all I knew was that when they left I was a broken heaving mass on the floor.

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