Chapter 9 – The Worse Pain

Kacey's POV

Tom was angry he had called social services after I had disclosed to him my abuse but they said they wouldn't just take me into care and would have to do an assessment first but when they had done it mum acted like an angel and they said I was just causing trouble and not at any risk of danger or harm, which meant I was still at home and mum was angrier than ever, Tom was currently going through the courts so I could go live with him but it was a lengthy process.

I couldn't stay in the house as it wasn't safe so I went out early and got home late and I always went to Tom's which was a new experience for me as he was nothing like my dad and I loved him especially as he would always comfort me and heal my injures but going out only prolonged what would happen.

She loved finding new ways to torture me and was very sneaky when doing it, like when Dynasty was going to a party on Saturday she was straightening her hair and left the straightens on the table as she did her make up as she wasn't looking mum grabbed them and burned me with them, I thought this physical abuse was as worse as it would get but I never dreamed in a million years what would happen.

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Both Barry and Dynasty were out and I was just watching telly when she called me and because I didn't want to upset her I went to see her straight away.

She took hold of my arm and I immediately covered my head to protect myself but she dragged me outside and took me to the car before driving away.

I didn't dare ask where she was going as if I talked whatever was going to happen would be made ten times worse.

She stopped outside a nightclub the kind she uses to bring Dynasty to do her pole dancing, and I was immediately curious why we were here?

She dragged me inside and started talking to a creepy looking old man and he said he would let us through and let us know when the first 'client' has arrived. Maybe it's just me being stupid but I didn't get what they meant until it was too late.

Mum took me into a bedroom, it was a gloomy dark place, and the was a double bed in it and nothing else, mum told me to 'prepare myself' and then walked out the room where 10 minutes later a man walked in.

He was in his mid thirties and had dusty brown hair and blue eyes he walked toward me and started flirting with me so I slapped him round the face but it strangely seemed to make him happy.

He walked toward me and then grabbed me by the arm before throwing me on the bed, he then got on top of me and start kissing me which made me feel sick as I have realized recently that as well as being a boy I fancy girls, so a guy kissing me was disgusting.

He started kissing me forcefully and then touching me which did not feel right and then he started to undress me, he was heavy on top of me I couldn't get him off, he started to get undressed himself and then got back on me, I thought this was just a joke mum had set up to get me worried and scare me so because I wasn't expecting it the pain was unbearable.

He had put himself inside me which when you are really a boy inside is bad enough but the pain was beyond anything I had ever experienced it was a sharp searing like pain and him not exactly being gentle didn't help.

After a few minutes he stood up got dressed, threw money at me then left, I was in agony and the worse thing was I was bleeding, the tears spilled down my face and my whole body was throbbing, but before I could go another man entered and hurt me too.

Six more entered that night I was beat by them too whenever I fussed and when mum came to get me at the end of the night, I couldn't walk without kneeling over in agony, we got home and she smirked at me knowing how much pain she had caused I went to my room and cried for hours, and after cleaning myself up I got into bed though it was early, the pain was still unbearable and it would never end and she had a new way to hurt me.