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The e-mail showed that Selena was Googling pornographic websites - specifically sites which catalogued and stored sex stories. As he checked the screenshots and the text which was being typed into the search bar, he found that she was looking for stories which dealt with S&M, dominance and submission, bondage and humiliation. The next e-mail had a screenshot of the story that she was apparently reading, since the next several e-mails all had screenshots of the same story, just pages later.

As she spoke, she gestured toward her lower body. Charlotte understood immediately. She gave a small laugh, finding it oddly fascinating. This was the first time she had ever heard of chemical castration. She wondered how Sean’s men had managed it. Megan gave her an incredulous look. “Tsk, tsk, tsk. Sean’s methods are ruthless. He made sure Thomas would never be a man again.” Summer said coldly, “He had it coming. You have no idea how many girls he assaulted in Sterling City. Some were so traumatized they fell into depression and even committed suicide.”

He snuffed the life of my Ma slowly for the past seventeen years, repaying her devotion and one-sided love to him with cheating and domestic abuse. He made me believe in demons when I was ten but to me, they weren't dark shadows and wispy smoke. He will bound me to a chair and bring in frightened unsuspecting college girls who had mistaken him for a hot friendly older man and had never thought accepting a ride in his car would make them end up in his cutting board. He sold their organs when he was done cutting them up, while I watched him make these girls beg and plead for their lives.

I say as I enter the room. “No, I was telling her about everything you did for me when I first came to you. I was about to tell her about Craig if you want to stay and listen to my story,” Tatina says to me. Tatina looks at Natie. "I have never told anyone what I am about to tell you, Natie. Draco does not even know how I was tortured and raped by a vampire who said he loved me. He wanted to own me and control me. He hurt me physically and emotionally," Tatain begins.

“Beg louder, slut. Tell us how badly you need to cum.” “I need it so bad,” I cried out, tears of frustration already forming. “Please let me cum. I’ll do anything. I’ll be your good girl. Just please…” He brought me right to the brink again, my thighs shaking violently, then stopped. They tortured me like that for what felt like forever. Taking turns eating me out, using a thick vibrating dildo on my pussy, then a smaller plug in my ass. Every time I got close, they pulled away, laughing at how I whimpered and begged like a desperate whore.

I shifted position until it hit my clit directly and patiently waited for another story. “I’ve kept a woman restrained on a Sybian for two hours. By the time she used the safe word, her voice was barely a whisper, she’d screamed so long.” He slipped a hand between my legs and found my clit. With a practiced thumb, he drew the hood back and exposed my raw nerves to the gentle movement of the water. “I’ve held parties where every available surface was covered in fucking bodies. I’ve been tortured and tormented and experienced pleasure so intense I thought I would die.”

I had one of my boys look into him and his record was truly disgusting. Sometimes, he even kills the people he raps after brutally molesting them. Funny enough, he was a man for all so this means he rapes both young girls, guys, older men, and women. He was an insatiable disgusting prick and what better way to deal with such a human than slow torture till he begs for his own death? “Tell me everything I need to know right now,” I said, signaling my boys to stop torturing him. He spat out blood and looked at me with his bruised face. His eyes were swollen and his lips were busted with blood staining his teeth.

Chapter 103 I don't know how long I've been kept in this basement. I can't really say for certain, but what I do know is that I've been tortured with icy water that was dunked on me. I've been slapped around and beaten within an inch of my life. I've almost been raped but the scorned woman said she didn't want any of her men to touch me so I could be tight enough for all the men I would get to sleep with at the brothel I will be taken to eventually.

Gray's hand reached for me, wanting to offer me some form of comfort, but I hadn't been able to comfort Will then, and Gray couldn't comfort me now. "He was being tortured sexually, while his stepfather's friends watched, and I later learned, participated. One of them came after me, trapping me, and locked the door behind me. Will and I made eye contact, and that's when Will offered himself as a sacrifice to keep any of them from touching me. The men agreed, using every part of his body available, but they forced me to watch and groped me in ways no woman should ever be touched much less a fifteen-year-old girl. They threatened me, told me what they'd do to Will and me if I spoke a word of a

Children like us who are raped and tortured in front of us when we don't follow what they want. Up to the red room, where the girls who don't follow are taken. After being tortured, whip the body several times until it weakens and your body gives up. Full of blood, blood of suffering. Amanda and I were ordered to clean it once, we were still crying and we couldn't stand the overwhelming smell. We are just thankful that we escaped there. But the nightmare always visits us in our sleep. It even got to the point where we were taken to a psychiatrist.