"Listen here, you little slut." He said, grabbing her by the shirt collar
and pushing her against the wall. "You don't do anything I don't tell you
to do! You don't speak unless spoken to. You stupid little whore." he said,
pulling her back slightly and then slamming her back hard against the wall,
causing her to gasp. "I thought i told you the rules already. You never do
anything unless I tell you to. How dare you even think of saying no to me?
Who filthy little whore. Remember, bitch, I own you. You think saying no to
me will change anything? I don't ask you to do something, I tell you to."
He growled.
-=-September 26th. Weather: Cloudy-=- I'm beginning to hate my life. Today, he told me to undress infront of him so he could see me. I obviously said no... That's when I set him off. He exploded. He doesn't like it when his own 'things' deny him. I know this, because he yelled it in my ear while he slammed me against the wall. I might be a slave, but I am not a whore. I've been told I was about twenty times through our whole 'conversation'. I could be forced to do stuff, but I will never be a whore. I can't really make that big of a entry in this journal, mostly because in about an hour, I have to go and see him again in his room. I'm thinking he'll beat me. Badly. I've seen him when he's angry, especially with his father. Believe me, you don't want to be -near- him when he's angry. He'll skin you alive. This is pretty hard to avoid, seeing he's got a horrible temper. I'm afraid to go up there. I can't be late...
"Silly little girl. See what you get for saying no to me?" He growled, his voice sarcasticly kind as he pushed the back of her head, causing him to push himself farther into her mouth. She wimpered as he forced her to give him oral. He smirked, "You'll never disobey me again, will you?" He said, treating her like a little child as he gently stroked her hair. "Will you?" He said again, looking down at her. She shook her head slightly, And he smirked, moving his hand down to stroak her cheek, "Good girl."
-=-September 26th. Second Entry.-=- It was disgusting. He forced me to give him oral. He treated me like a little child as he did so. Cooing and pretending to sooth me. He was stroking my cheek, and my hair, as If he wasn't the one forcing me. He was treating me as a child, saying things like, "Good girl". It felt like forever, but he finally came. After he did, he pushed me back, zipping his jeans back up like nothing happened. He bent down on his knees and stroked my cheek, "That wasn't so bad, was it?" He said, in the same sarcastic kind voice. He made me want to be sick. "You'll learn to be a good little slut." He said, smirking, "I'm sure of it." He said, as he sent me out, back to my room. Bastard. He'll pay for what he's doing.
-=-September 26th. Weather: Cloudy-=- I'm beginning to hate my life. Today, he told me to undress infront of him so he could see me. I obviously said no... That's when I set him off. He exploded. He doesn't like it when his own 'things' deny him. I know this, because he yelled it in my ear while he slammed me against the wall. I might be a slave, but I am not a whore. I've been told I was about twenty times through our whole 'conversation'. I could be forced to do stuff, but I will never be a whore. I can't really make that big of a entry in this journal, mostly because in about an hour, I have to go and see him again in his room. I'm thinking he'll beat me. Badly. I've seen him when he's angry, especially with his father. Believe me, you don't want to be -near- him when he's angry. He'll skin you alive. This is pretty hard to avoid, seeing he's got a horrible temper. I'm afraid to go up there. I can't be late...
"Silly little girl. See what you get for saying no to me?" He growled, his voice sarcasticly kind as he pushed the back of her head, causing him to push himself farther into her mouth. She wimpered as he forced her to give him oral. He smirked, "You'll never disobey me again, will you?" He said, treating her like a little child as he gently stroked her hair. "Will you?" He said again, looking down at her. She shook her head slightly, And he smirked, moving his hand down to stroak her cheek, "Good girl."
-=-September 26th. Second Entry.-=- It was disgusting. He forced me to give him oral. He treated me like a little child as he did so. Cooing and pretending to sooth me. He was stroking my cheek, and my hair, as If he wasn't the one forcing me. He was treating me as a child, saying things like, "Good girl". It felt like forever, but he finally came. After he did, he pushed me back, zipping his jeans back up like nothing happened. He bent down on his knees and stroked my cheek, "That wasn't so bad, was it?" He said, in the same sarcastic kind voice. He made me want to be sick. "You'll learn to be a good little slut." He said, smirking, "I'm sure of it." He said, as he sent me out, back to my room. Bastard. He'll pay for what he's doing.
