Devil's Dark
She feels the scissors pull against her jean short splitting the material into two but with all will to fight gone, Laurel lays on all fours sobbing.
“Get in position, slut.” The man chuckles as he whips her again.
Laurel Jumps up her bed. Hit by the pain all over her body, she breaks down into tears again. She is only fifteen. She is yet to be an adult, yet to reach driving age but here she is, laying naked in an empty hall filled with unfortunate girls of her age and sex predating men.
Her eyes are swollen and suicide seems almost the only thought left I her tender heart. Better dead than the future ahead of her.
Bab Populer