Sara laid there waiting for the water in the shower to evaporate into the halls of hell as Chris washed his exhausted body. As the soap traveled down his muscular back, her soul never felt more trapped. Each trust 25 minutes ago pushed her honor, self-esteem, and confidence into a secluded area beneath her soul. In her head she thought “We Fucked With No Compassion” so why share this bed if tainted dreams? How many other victims have been entrapped, imprisoned, and degraded on this mattress where sex is nothing more than a hobby. Her body is curvaceous, sensual, and appealing. Her mind is filled with doubts, lack of self-respect, and is in need of healing. Every Friday night her phone is filled with text messages that often state “You were the Fuck of the Century last night”, “Your Pussy is one of a kind”, and “My Dick has never had a better place to reside” and other gestures that Chris believed Sara received pleasure from. Sex tapes were made on the regular as he watched himself in the mirror….her ass jumped up and down…a true juggling act…She had to “ACT” like she was indulged with elation. Her hesitation to “moan” resulted in his hand on her throat. This is the definition of rough sex. This was not quite rape but her dignity needed to escapism in another direction. Her perception of sanity was just to be loved…more than having his balls in her mouth or being forced down south whenever he had a stressful day at work. This type of stress hurt. He is a jerk but Sara chose to stick around. Each night she ask herself the same question “Why am I here?” Chris lives with no fear. No protection… No perspective… Sara is just another slave in his blackberry. As she drove home shedding tears and pain…Chris invited some of his fraternity brothers over to catch the game and the DVD or personal “Porn” that Sara was the leading lady in. She always wanted to be an actor but never made it to Hollywood. He stroked her strawberry flavored pussy as his friends cracked Miller Lites at a rapid rate. This was her fate. As the credits appeared, Sara crashed into a Tree.
The End
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