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elatively warm water soothed my muscles, and merged with the slow tears running down my face, totally

ing in strips of films. My body ached all over, making me feel like I had

t as a one sided war? The only thing that I could do was take all the hits, all the torture. I could onl

w human beings? How had the world turned so twisted that people derived pleasure in makin

had been alone over there at that point, because I genuinely needed to let Everything that I had felt out. I couldn't take it any longer; I just had

o be too long before the gates to my world of chaos would be thrown open, leading me down a path of pure madness. It was like the world

, or perhaps oil in order to get himself in me without extra pain, talk less of trying to get me wet and ready for the intercourse. Now, I was going to be sore for days, and more da

it into my hands, and folding myself even sma

was taking too long, and it wouldn't be a lengthy while befo

, neither did I feel like I could handle being beat

ve too quickly or abruptly so as not to trigger th

luggishly I rose from the Navy tiled bathroom ground, I still mana

, a sudden wave of pain radiated and was followed up

ecting every inch of me. I couldn't count the number of bruises I had developed in t

ay I went through the same agonizing cycle. My eyes constantly stung with tears, and I didn't want that. No, I

hung it from. I had kept it nearby, in orde

a while opportunity for us; to take a shower, and have a fresh change of clothes

tiny fraction of it stamped back to only a handful as an opportunity. Life had a funny way of making you stronger.

ar pain, one that I had known

ry other 'property' as they would call us, had, my

r. I thought that the little time that I had, I had ran out of it. Wheareas when I wai

nd practically swarmed in were my ca