Isn't It Sexy!

He holds me still so I can't move, his face close to mine. With his other hand he holds his gun. He holds the cold metal to my face running it down my cheek. 'Can you feel it, isn't it sexy'. He says as he slowly carresses me with his gun. He runs it down my chest, slowly down my belly, zig zagging along the way. Down towards my privates. I feel the cold metal pushed between my legs, and then inside me, pushing it all around and in and out. All the while he was sounding so turned on, like he wanted it so bad. 'You wanna cum don't you? You want me to fuck you with my gun! you want it so bad! '. I don't remember how old I was but I know that I was young. I can't feel the fear and terror but I know that it was there. I didn't even know if it was loaded, this could have been how I was going to die. But it wasn't.

I Just Want To Scream.

I want to scream out. I want to say that this life isn't fair., and I want to die so that all of this will end. But it won't, that's the thing. It keeps happening. I just want to scream!

Feel The Pain

Feel the pain. Feel it sear into your soul. Feel it, deeper and deeper. Higher and higher. Know you can't escape it. Find your peace within it. Know you are alive. Take it. Take it more. There is no escaping, it has you now. Take it in and know that it is yours. Feel it. Do not cry. Hold it. You are here, right now in this moment Feel it, feel it, feel the pain. You can't escape. Feel!

Clean, You Have To Be Clean.

You are a dirty girl, you have been bad and you have to be clean. In the shower with the bleach. Scrub you down. Open your legs. She splashes it in there and scrubs it around. It has to be scrubbed. Scrubbed and scrubbed and scrubbed. You are dirty, we need you to be clean.