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One Day
~Part One: Morning~

it's morning again
I can't move
still tied up from last night
naked as well
I try to move
get more comfortable
pain sears through me
oh yes
the beatings last night
I had been very bad
I hear the door open
there you are
belt in one hand
blindfold in the other
you cover my eyes
I hate not being able to see
I know what the belt means
question and answer time
I’m not good at those
I know I’ll get beat
"whose fault is this sophie?"
"yours and you know it"
((crack))
I feel the belt on my stomach
damn them it hurts
"try again sophie,
you know how this works"
"it's your fault"
((crack, crack))
I’m so sore from last night
the belt is like needles,
stinging everywhere
"whose fault?"
"mine"
I hang my head
damn them
((crack))
I feel the belt across my face
"I answered right"
((crack, crack))
"don't question us,
you know better"
I feel blood running down my lip
"ready to go on"
"yes"
((crack))
"yes, what ?
what are we to you"
"yes....... masters"
I can tell they're enjoying this
"do you deserve this?"
"no, I don't"
((crack, crack, crack))
"you KNOW better sophie
now answer us!!!"
"I don't deserve it"
I feel them turning me on my back
I can almost feel their hated
I hear the wind before contact is made
it’s the buckle
again and again and again
"please stop"
"then answer us
do you deserve it?"
"yes"
((CRACK))
bleeding again
they're so angry
"now, are we going to have more trouble?"
"no........ masters"
I hang my head is disgrace
I’m so embarrassed
"so, it's your fault, right?
you deserve it?"
"yes. it's my fault.
I deserve it"
((crack, crack, crack))
"let me at her
she wont question us again"
oh no
its elston
he's stronger
I want to see
I hear laughter
they turn me back over
I wonder what he has
"sophie? do you love us?"
I thought about this
was it a trick question?
"no, I don't"
pain
what was he doing?
the knife!!
oh the pain was great
I thought my vagina was being split in two
I couldn't help it
I started to wiggle
"stop moving bitch
you're gonna end up dead"
I simmered down
"I hate all of you"
he took the knife out
I heard the gun being loaded
oh no!!!
what have I done??
I’m only ten
I feel the gun go into me
same as the knife
I hear him say its going to make a mess
I hear the safety being taken off
I start to cry
"I love you"
too late
he pulls the trigger
I flinch
I hear them laughing
I know better then to let them hear me cry
they pull the trigger again and again
I know my luck is running out
I know it's over
they take it out of me
rubbing the blood on my face
it's so degrading
the gun is now to my head
"we'll miss you"
he's pulls the trigger
nothing
I’m hysterical
they're loving it
they take off the blindfold
untie me even
"can I shower?"
"yes, I guess
just be ready for tonight"
ah yes, night
when the cycle begins again

~Part 2: Daylight~

the water feels good
I hate the blood on me
I scrub myself
trying to get the dirty feeling off
I can't
it won't leave
my oldest cousin is awake now
he wants to race
he's such a good runner
we go outside and have races
all the terrors are forgotten
we play basketball
and climb the tree
elston sees me
I know he's mad
I’m not allowed to have fun
I know better
I didn't go there to entertain myself
I went to entertain them
I found that out when I arrived
today we go swimming
I am bad
they force me out of the pool
they dry me off
accidentally putting fingers in places
I need to learn how to behave
then they will stop
they won't let me back in the pool
we leave
I ruined it for everyone
we go to the store
they buy their son things
nothing for me
I was bad
I don't deserve to get new toys
we finally go home
the house is a mess
part of my punishment is to clean it
the living room isn't that bad
neither is the kitchen
the boys room is a disaster
they can't keep it clean for a second
when I am done
john wants to wrestle
which is just a cover up
he wants to touch me
I can't say no
we go on my bed
he pins me
like always
he says he won the right to touch me
and he does
my chest
my butt
my vagina
everywhere
I tell him to stop
he slaps me
I know better
a slave has no feelings
no wants
"it's getting dark again"
he smiles at me
"you know what that means"
he leaves
I hate the darkness

~Part 3: Night~

I must have fallen asleep
at least I’m not tied up yet
I stir about
you must have heard me
the door opens
you have the rope
you come over to me
undress me
I curl up un a ball
"hands up legs spread"
I don't move
"NOW sophie"
I flinch and give them my hands
they are tied to the bed
just like every night
"legs"
I shake my head
their eyes seem to be glowing
what have I done?
I start to uncurl my legs
they grab them
they are tied to the bed as well
they punch my vagina
I don't even flinch
I know that's nothing
the worst is yet to come
all three of them are in there now
they always warm me up
once before their customers arrive
and once when everyone is there
she gets to lick me today
she knows how embarrassing that is to me
she goes so slow
she loves torturing me
I want to scream
I try to move
((whack))
I get hit on the back of my head
they won't let me pass out
they like seeing me suffer
they get done just as the rest arrive
"what can she do"
"she any good"
"I better get my money's worth"
my family climbs on top of me again
licking, sucking
raping
I just want them to stop
they finally get off
"I want my turn"
"can I be next?"
I am blindfolded again
I feel like a toy
I am a toy
they come
one at a time
raping me
my innocence is long gone
I want to cry
but I know I’ll get beat
I hear women shuddering
"I would never let my husband do that to me"
I feel saliva on my chest
more on my vagina
I just want them to stop
my butt feels like its been torn in two
I hear my family
they make everyone get off
I hear them tell me not to make a sound
impossible
they untie me
throw me on the floor
they kick me
"if we beat her enough
maybe she won't remember"
I shield my head
everyone is kicking me
I feel blood running down my face
maybe it's tears
I can't tell anymore
they stop
I am picked up
they hold me at a standing position
each person come by
they all kick my vagina
I can't move
they always hurt me
as soon as I orgasm
they stop and start hurting me
stupid body
it's your fault
you know what happens
my family has the customers hold me up
elston is coming
I can hear his boots
please don't let him kick me
too late
I scream
they tie me back up
I can't shower
I am so dirty
I must wash it off
they won't let me
a hear a knock at the door
"is everything all right?
we heard a scream"
it's the neighbor
help me
please help
"everything's fine
sophie had a nightmare"
the door closes
the customers leave
my family comes in
they take the blindfold off
"we love you sophie
you know that, don't you?"
"yes, I know
I love you too"

That Night

You let me have fun
All day long
You told me
To go outside
To play
I didn’t know
It was an act
You tricked me
At the end of the day
I thought I was free
But I wasn’t
You had plans
You woke me up
And took me to the car
We went to a house
That I knew so well
I didn’t know
What you were going to do
The last time I was here
Was no fun for me
You let them hurt me
We went inside
You forced me
To go down
To the basement
I hate the basement
You hung me
From the ceiling
By my wrists
Sometimes my neck
You beat me
Whipped me with things
Shoved things inside me
I was just a little girl
You took me down
Pushed me to the floor
You start to kick
Hit, punch and
Humiliate me
Urinating and
Shitting on me
I stop moving
I can’t feel
Anything anymore
I passed out
You gave me
Mouth-to-mouth
You “brought me back”
You hugged me
Telling me
You loved me
I looked at you
“I love you too”
I said
It’s six years later
Guess what?
You broke my back
That Night
One of my
Thoracic vertebrae
The most
Uncommon place
To have a vertebrae break
The thoracic region
Is supported by the ribs
It’s suppose to be harder
To break
You managed to break it
You know what
I can’t bend my back
Now
I can’t run
My cartilage
Connecting my ribs
To my thoracic vertebrae
Has hardened
You did it
You broke my back
You hurt me
An innocent child
A ten year old
CHILD


 

Sophie...a youth

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