I was just standing there minding my own business. I had just got done sucking off some dork so he’d do my chemistry homework. As I waited for my cab a woman rushed up behind me, gagged me, and choked me out until I blacked out. I knew it was a woman because I could feel her firm breast and erect nipples pressed up against my back as I struggled. When I came to I was in a big empty room and tied to another girl. She was a little darker than me and I couldn’t believe both of us got captured. The door swung open and a man walked in. He called me a “nigglet”. I hatted that name. Then, he was in front of me… it was him. My hick cousin Justin was the only ass wipe to use that word. He would beat me up all the time and torture me in our grandma’s tool shed for hours until I submitted to him and let him fuck me. I should of known he was behind this. He was a lot older now and way bigger. I was terrified of what he might do that I just broke down crying. I heard the woman I was tied to start to sob and so I held her hand. We were going to comfort each other until we made it out. He used to whip me with twigs as a little one but now he had a table full of torture tools. He brought over a whip and began to hit me in the face and chest with it. I squeezed the girl’s hand tight as I tried to bear the brunt of my cousin’s abuse. My head was pounding from crying and my body was weak. I knew any more of this would kill me. He used a cattle prong on my cunnie in place of Nana’s old shed matches. “JUSTIN PLEASE” I screamed. He spat in my face and laughed. He went to the other girl and zapped her, “tell her what you’ve done nigger” he yelled as she cried. She quickly began to beg but not him… me. She begged me to forgive her for taking me and bringing me to this place. So she knew Justin? He made her do it? Who was this person?!
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