Molested Novels & Stories

Seeing him angry, Sana was frightened thinking about his next words. Her hand clutched his shirt tightly and shook him to tell her. "He was molested by Felix friends...it was all recorded and used against him every time to have their work done. Hurting you was never his intention but to show Felix that he was not changed and still was his man. He didn't want him to get you... To forget all his pains, he got used to drugs and alcohol which ruined him completely. He lost himself eventually and ended up becoming a totally different person. "

A pair of strong arms suddenly grabbed her from the back, the man lifted her up and swirled around with her in his arms, teasing her, she struggled to break free but his hold on her waist was too tight, even through his pants she could feel his disgusted hard member against her hips “Let me go,” she screamed as her face scrunched up in disgust, but before she could struggle more, a couple of more men, one of them being Marshall crowded around her, one of them pulled her stole away “NO,” she screamed as fear surged through her. Mohan stood up and flung across a stack of cash all over her, trying to stick as close to her as possible, she felt disgusted and her eyes brimmed as two men pulled he

“A word, please.” Every muscle in Jamie’s body screamed no, but he forced himself to stand. “Of course.” She led him into a small conference room. Neutral walls, neutral chairs, the kind of space designed to drain color from the air. “Jamie,” she began, folding her hands neatly, “I want you to know this is purely procedural. No one is accusing you of misconduct.” His laugh was sharp. “Could’ve fooled me.” Her eyes narrowed slightly before smoothing back into faux concern. “We’ve had…rumors. Concerns about favoritism. About boundaries. You understand how these things can appear.”

I nod. "At age seventeen, I was molested by my boyfriend, he raped me, actually we had sex, but he recorded it without my consent, and shared it to everyone in town, I don't really like sex because of that, actually I've never liked sex, but what he did made me hate it more."

Her father forced her into the office with my father where he beat her to the edge of unconsciousness before allowing Kristoph to take her virginity. While she had been molested by all the males in her family and digitally assaulted by her brothers, up until then, she had never been raped. I scoured Big Brother for the video footage of her ordeal. Just like all the previous videos I’ve found of Kristoph’s rapes, I spent majority of the time the video ran throwing up in the bathroom. I found numerous other videos involving his rapes of the tiny little girls in this pack. Once I found my laptop safe I spent two weeks tirelessly copying every video I could find i

I haven't had such wine before and I hope he's not trying to get me drunk "Don't worry I'm not going to get you drunk" The meal came and we started eating, there was this weird chemistry between us, maybe because he had sex once but he kept on looking at me at every chance he got. My throat got tighter, my hands became moist, and I couldn't eat properly although the food was really nice.

And I was starting to miss the good old days when we fucked without all of him getting physical with me. A tear dropped from my eyes and I wiped at it instantly. I couldn't stand out here longer. My stomach was giving me slight aches and I needed to be in bed. I tried asking if they could move over but the man had his head bent over her pussy, licking her bud with his fingers thrusting in and out of her. He was too into it that the few taps I gave to his shoulder fell on deaf ears. Shit! What do I do now? This was a fucked up neighborhood and a fucked up apartment. If not, I would have filed some sort of complaint about this. But who would listen? Everyone was wild and free to do whatever th

Still rocking himself into my mouth forcefully; while fondling my breast and obviously enjoying himself while I winced in pain with tears in my eyes and my mouth hurts with saliva dripping down "…ahh..ohh," He moaned again,"You are so sweet when you're not talking," I feel like killing him, I feel molested..i hate this, this is not how everything is meant to turn out. "I'm almost there....ah…ah..., you better make sure...hmm...you…yes just like that...ahh... swallow every darn drop!" "Stop it,"I chocked out,"That’s enough," “Shut up and take it like a whore that you are,”

He stopped and took the beer which was on top of the coffee table and drank it. “You know Weapon you do what you got to do to get money” he began. “When you grow up you’ll understand.” “HOW IS MOLESTING A FOURTEEN-YEAR-OLD BOY GETTING YOU MONEY?!” I asked in anger. His eyes tightened as his grip on the beer got tighter. “ANSWER ME DAMNIT!” I yelled. “WHAT KIND OF A MONSTER ARE YOU!” “The same monster that took your virginity” he replied rudely.

"Oh..no need to be formal when we're out of the office." "Well, let's party then!" Stella shouted. Stella and I went to the bar and got our favorite drinks. I don't remember how many I drank but I'm so hyper. Stella dragged me to the dance floor and we danced and danced until I felt hands on my butt. I turned around to see some drunk dude. I pushed him but he grabbed my waist. Stella didn't seem to notice. I struggled but he's too strong. He keeps on touching me everywhere. He's molesting me. I want to punch him but my arms are trapped. My eyes blurred and tears trickled down my cheeks. Then I noticed we're not on the dance floor. He pinned me on the wall near the restroom.