The Rape Of The Mind Novels & Stories

My body refused to cooperate, my mind unwilling to let go of the memory of Ava. Ava. Just the thought of her was enough to drive me mad. I could still see her in my mind, still feel the warmth of her skin beneath my fingertips. The desire I had for her was overwhelming, and it terrified me. I hated how much power she still had over me, even after everything that had happened. I was then informed that she had been raped and violated by three men who had taken from her what I should have protected. The guilt that gnawed at me was unbearable. I had failed her in the worst possible way, and the knowledge of it burned me alive.

For a moment I forgot that this man is a rapist who had raped me in my unconscious state. “Did you enjoy what you just see? Am I satisfying good looking enough?“ his deep voice startled me and I realised he is bottoming my jeans. What the fuck I’m thinking. I bite back my embarrassment squeak. For God’s shake Ella! This man has raped you. That dream has really happened.

I opened the cellar. I accessed the archive of my trauma. Every beat down. Every agonizing rape in that cold, stone room. Every time he had paraded me naked in front of his guards to break my spirit. The hunger. The cold. The bone-deep humiliation of being treated worse than a dog for five years. I gathered it all up—a dense, screaming ball of concentrated suffering—and I shoved it down the bond, straight into his mind. It wasn't a trickle. It was a dam breaking.

another sob escaped my throat "I am trying to keep a smile on my face every minute yet there is a constant fear of him in the back of my mind that is haunting me all the time. Whenever I think about him and his disgusting touch my heart trembles in trepidation" He stayed silent and allowed me to speak my heart out. I looked up at the front wall, concentrating on nothing in particular as I was already lost in my world. "You know I was fortunate enough that I was unconscious when he raped me. I can't even imagine the trauma, a girl goes through when she is raped in her full senses when a person is using her body like a toy and she can't do anything to protect her dignity. And as if this is not

I says and I came see a smile from the corner of his lips. "Not really, we aren't dating. But I am changed, I am here for the woman I raped six years ago, I don't know why I can't forget that, she has been living rent free in my heart" is this guy out of his mind? is he sick upstairs? Like how can he think be can come back for someone he hurt?

I guess he didn’t mean to say that out loud, it just slipped from his mouth. Who would blame him, I also have the same question in my mind, I can’t believe that Riley could be this obsessed with her body, I can’t believe that he would rape her even as she is unconscious. Did he lose his senses at some point in life, how did we fail to notice that he is a fucking psychopath?”

There were tables directly arranged under the upper floor and I took a seat in one of them to listen. The rapist was introducing Yulia to his crew members. I probed into Yulia’s mind and saw the men through her eyes. It was easy to enter her mind now without her knowing but there were some things she was still hiding from me. Sometimes if I probed too hard, her mental wall will rise up in the form of a blinding white light and push me out. The last time I had done that, she had been sleeping. I was deep in her mind when this hard, solid wall of white light pushed at my mind. My eyes had hurt for hours and I had almost gone blind.

I didn’t care! “Mastermind, stop it!” “This bitch tried to rape me!” I said it crying, “No one will ever take advantage of me. No one!” I roared

Carefully, she drew her knees to her chest and rested her forehead on her knees. That bastard! How could he? How dare he touch me like that? I told him that I was traumatized from the rape and instead of sympathizing with me; he himself forced himself on me? What is this world coming to? How heartless can people be? His merciless demeanor and cold response towards my predicament only shows that he is mentally ill. After all, he is a criminal, a mafia lord to be exact.

Something in the back of her mind thought, “It wouldn’t be bad to have this attractive man taking her first and her virginity. Her first night wouldn’t be too bad now.” Stella nearly smacked her head. “Are you fucking crazy. You’re about to get rape and you’re thinking it’s not bad to have a hot man like him. What the hell is wrong with you?” she asked her conscious. She silently shook her head and thought to herself, “Right, don't lose focus.” Then her mind swayed again. Her conscious was saying, “But he’s so much better than an old man.” “What! Are you insane?” she told her conscious again.