PREVIOUSLY ON D.F.A.~

My frame was so small he had a custome fit suit tailored for me. It was two in the morning, to me it was still early, and my suit finally fit decently. "Are you sure you have it?" I ask pulling on his arm like a three year old. "Yes, what happend to being so cocky... I kinda liked it." He whisperd in my ear licking the lobe.

"Well sense you have it ill be out outside, dont be so long." If this is what he wants, then he shall get it. "I dont like to wait." And there I went, hoping he was up for what he had just got himself into.

Hello. I am not going to update every day, just when I get the chance. Hope you enjoy the next chapter, going to start a new story tonight too. Check it out? R and R! Short chapter sorry! ~RB24.

I was outside. I had been waiting for ten minutes, were the helll was he?

I felt so... not prostitutie, if that was even a word. I sat on the bench and when im alone I tend to remember things. Things I shouldnt have even expierenced. I was so over it I just let my mind wonder.

"Get in the car." He yelled, as his huge meaty hand shot out and clasped arround my forearm. Not being in a right state of mind I was happy to oblige.

When I had met him at Crystals apartment he was sweet and kind, but now... I was just another sex slave. I mean I was so used to it, when I was questioned about it I simply told them the truth.

He was no sweetheart tonight. I was dragged into a small room, his head grazed the ceiling. "Whats you want me ta doo." I got out not to fucked up, so you could understand for the most part. "Never." SMACK. "Talk." SMACK. "To anyone but me, I saw that guy. Ugly mother he is." He mumbled. I was backed up into a corner, helpless. My cheek bleeding from my lovers rings.

"Please, dont do this." I whispred only to be picked up and thrown onto the floor. I refused to open my eyes. I would never look at him again. I felt something cold clasp around each of my rists.

"NO. I dont want to do this." I yelled, still in a soft voice. "LISTEN HERE BITCH." He spat on me. Not completeing his sentance, he grabbed his knife and ran the blade down every inch of my body until there was, in capital letters, a BP on my abdomen. The look on his face gave me chills. So evil.

He was a possive man, I had to call him Big Papa.

There was bloode streaming down my body, pooling around us both. "WHO DO YOU BELONG TO?" He bellowed licking the blood off the knife. "You." I said and he wasnt satisfied so he ripped off my clothes, putting himself in dry. He was in and out in 5 minutes. Getting off really early. I had arched my back and my bruised ass was relesed from him.

It was chapped and bleeding. I was crying as he pullued up his pants and left.

NEVER. I will never cry for another man. The addrenalin had worn off and I was now feeling the pain, shreiking from the huge, bold print, bleeding letters. I tried to move to get a better view but I moved the wrong way and felt my ass go numb. He had rapped and pulled a knife in me in one night, I sure can chose guys.

I was in pain and no one cared. Crystal found me the next day, in hopes I was still alive, she took me to the hospital. I will forever be gratefull.

"Daniel are you alright?" I heard a familiar voice ask. "Yeeah. Im fine, just thinkig." I fake smile. "Dont lie to me." His voice got deeper and he got closer. "Im fine, really. Lets go eat." I said dragging him to the limo.