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Anonymousbunnylover- Yeah sorry about the mixup but I had written this in a different way so it happened outside instead of inside but changed my mind and went to change things so they made sense but I guess I didn't get everything. my stupid beta isn't the best, but I still love her But thanks for bringing it to my attention.

TiggPwns- That;s a good question. The majority of girls who are raped never report them to the police, so I made Mimi into someone against the majority. And the hospital reports all rape cases to the police anyway it's up to the victim to press charges.

One To Survive- I'm really glad that you likey and my sister is glad to hear you're a Joanne fan, she is. I'm more a Marky or Collins fan.

WITHOUT YOU GUYS I HAVE NO INSPIRATION!

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Blackfly: I just took a test and I know a whole lot more about RENT and the Simpsons than I do about the American Constitution.

Angel: Who actually does know more about the American Constitution than the Simpsons these days?

Collins: Well I do.

Angel: But you're a special case.

Mark: Yeah, not that many people can rewire an ATM especially without getting caught.

Collins: Maybe I am special then.

Maureen: But I thought I was special.

Joanne: Its ok Honeybear, I think you're special.

Maureen: YAY! (smooches Joanne)

Joanne: Anyway Blackfly, you should try to learn more about the Constitution than the Simpsons. Do they teach you anything at the school you go to?

Blackfly: Umm………not that I can recall. I spend most of my time daydreaming, writing storiesit's not like they teach anything interesting; or in the Band room.

Angel: Its official our nation's school systems have gone down the crapper. Now back to the story.

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They've finally finished examining me, which I am so glad about. I felt like I was being violated all over again. It was completely nerve- wracking being poked and prodded with needles and having people's hands touching me. The different ointments, saline rubs, anti-infection creams, and soaps that were applied to my skin burned as they tried to heal me.

So now I sit in my somewhat peaceful hospital room waiting for Enrique to come. Enriqu, my 19 year-old brother, is the only person that they could contact tonight. My mother , couldn't be reached, when they attempted to call her. Probably shit-faced drunk, high, passed out in some bar, or spending time with that híbrido Gonzalo. She doesn't even care about me so what good is calling her?

I haven't seen my big brother for at least seven months. When our parents divorced three years ago, he decided to stay with dad, and right now I'm wishing I had done the same thing. To think it took my mother's neglect for me to get a chance to see him. Just my damn luck!
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I waited as his breathing started to calm down. I tried to plot my escape, but realized it was completely useless now. My body was bruised and broken, I would be running around basically naked, and would probably pass out before I got pass my own front door. My vision is starting to clear up and I can see a smirk come across his lips yet again. Why did life have to be so cruel to me?

"Now that I've made you feel good, its time for you to repay me." He said.

What can he possibly mean? I've done everything for him. None of this was any type of pleasure for me. How crazy can this guy be? Do I really look like I was in the need of being fucked?

He removed himself from inside me and untied the rope binding my hands. He then knelt with his cock in my face and said two simple words, "Pleasure me." It was a sick sort of command that I don't immediately obey. After a few seconds of my cold stare into his face he smacks me again. I then grimace as I put my hand around his member and begin to "pleasure him".

It's a sick thing to do, give someone a hand job. I sat there wishing that I was anywhere but where I was. I thought I would wake up only to realize it was only a dream and I was still a virgin. NO such luck was available in this situation.

I was playing with his balls and jerking him off at the same time. He was moaning again, but not the same as while he had been fucking me. This was a long low guttural moan that was raspy not his previous short higher moans. I had started to stroke him quicker and pull on him harder and felt him shudder under the feeling of his own release. After one final harsh jerk on his dick he came and it ran down my hands.

"There happy now?" I said flatly to him.

"Not with that attitude of your. Besides you didn't completely satisfy me. Now I want you to do it correctly. Get down on your knees and suck me well."

"No fucking way you asshole!" I scream. Slap. I fall onto my side and cup my face where it came in contact with his hand. I must do as he tells me. It's my only chance at survival, but I don't want it to be. I hate to say this, but I have to give him a great…..blow job.

I tried hard to steady myself on my knees and level myself with his hard boner as my vision swims in and out.

"Try any funny stuff bitch and you won't live to see tomorrow."

I close my eyes as I lick the underside of his cock to get a quick taste of him. It was salty and tart, not that much to be expected anyway. I then take his tip into his mouth and gently suck on it making him growl. Just get this over with.

I continue to suck on him and chuckle at the sounds of his that can be heard. He threads his hands in my hair as I lower my head and take him in completely. I deep-throat him and he has a short sharp intake of breath. I pull away a bit and he begins to whine. I guess I have a sort of upper hand on him this way it could be fun.

I swirl my tongue around the tip and gently kiss it making him groan. I bring him back in and he sighs gently. I move my head back and forth, keeping the swollen head inside my mouth, taking him in completely and leaving him out a bit every time.

"OH god! Fuck! This-is-soo-Oh...God!"

I hear him speaking in stutters over me. I must be doing a good job He is pushing my head down more and more on his groin. I continued to suck more and more and let my teeth slightly rub against him. That was all he could handle, his legs started to jerk and he gasped. In a mere matter of seconds he had come in spurts into my mouth and forced me to swallow it all, the bastard.

He was absolutely satisfied I could tell by the almost angelic smile on his face. He then got up and began to pull his pants back up.

"Good job bitch."

"Always here to serve you lord fuckwad." I said with a smirk. He didn't hurt me this time he just laughed.

I was scared though as he bent down to me, knife in hand, and told me. "Listen up slut. If you ever tell your mother about this you will heavily regret it. Now when I leave I want you to get cleaned up and fix your mother something to eat when she gets home. And remember this is our little secret, right?" I could only nod for I had fear in every inch of my being.

"Good. I do have to say you were a pretty good lay."

With that he got himself readjusted and left as if he had just walked in to say hi to me. I quickly worked to untie my legs and pulled my knees up to my chest. After just sitting there for a while and rocking I got up closed my door and screamed into one of my closest pillows.

What did he mean I would regret it? Would he try to ki… No he wouldn't…would he? "Snap out of it Mimi. Just don't think about it, pretend it didn't even happen." I got up and looked around my now trashed room. Pretending is going to be very hard. I think I'll take my shower first. I wobbly get up and feel the effects of my mortal wounds. After taking clothing out to put on after my shower I start the long trek to the bathroom. Okay just take it one step at a time and it shouldn't be that hard.

Once I get into the shower I let the warm water wash over my beaten body and clean my body taking special care on certain sore areas. A nice warm shower has never felt so good.

Out of the shower, feeling fresh, and back in my own room I start to do as I was told. I take the sheets off of my bed and pile them on the floor. I gather up my ripped and tattered clothing and put it into a pile with the rope and cookie cutter which was later disposed of in our garbage can. The sheets were put into the washing machine while I prepared a dinner for us, which was a strenuous feat for I was in constant pain. Once the food was done I hesitantly walked to my bedroom forgetting

After my "mother"got home the next morning and ate, she came into my room and gave me my birthday gift, a silver bracelet. Tonight she pretends to care, sometimes she tries when she's not high. She kisses me on my forehead and begins to leave and tells me, "I'm so proud of you chica. Happy 15th birthday."

Yeah right... HAPPY FUCKING BIRTHDAY MIMI.

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That ordeal occurred a year and a half ago.

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I hear footsteps and the creak of my door opening and I wake up from my slumber. I look up into the face of my brother, resembling mine, as he comes near me. I motion for him to sit next to me and he climbs up onto the bed with me. I kiss him on his cheek and embrace him tightly and look him in the eyes.

"What happened?" He asks me.

"Too much."

"Who did this to you? "

"I really don't want to talk about it now."

"Its ok, but eventually you will have to talk to me about it."

"I'm scared Ricky."

"Don't worry I'm here, you don't have to be afraid belleza. Calm down."

"I love you."

"And I you baby girl."

That was all the reassurance I needed for the night. Someone in the world truly did love me. I sat there in his arms and cried myself to sleep.

rEVIeW rEVIeW rEVIeW rEVIeW rEVIeW rEVIeW rEVIeW rEVIeW rEVIeW rEVIeW PLEAZE!

Joanne: Wow that's harsh.

Mimi: Yeah well it gets worst.

Roger: What happened to the guy who did this to you? I swear I'll kill him.

Mimi: Well that's really sweet of you in a sadistic sort of way. But I'm not going to tell you what happened you'll just have to read on.

Roger: You're a mean woman you know that?

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