I looked up the ceiling, not wanting to witness the rape that was happening, I felt his hand go under my skirt, going around my underwear and playing with my pussy. “Damn! And the dim light that was present and stood witness, disappeared, as my cell door locked shut echoing deafly in my ear. I looked up at him, towering above me, my lips quivering, tears running down my cheeks. “Please…No…Don’t make me do this”
I looked into his eyes in search for any trace of sympathy. Satisfied and finished, he pulled out of my pussy; I fell to the ground in exhaustion. I looked up in terror as he was beginning to undress, unbuckling his belt. He forced his tongue in between my lips, invading my mouth and my tongue, all I could do was muffle in protest. “I paid quite the pretty penny to get you, now I’m gonna’ get my money’s worth.” He held up and turned my chin around, “They weren’t lying, you don’t look a day older eighteen.
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