Part 3

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Pills won't let you sleep and the strength of this ecstasy became harder to cope with. My arms and legs are burning from the belt, but he isn't even undressed yet so I know this night is about to get so much worse.

"Tiffany, that didn't hurt. You're taking things and blowing them out of proportion." He said with a soft sarcasm... "what you need to do is relax"

...but I couldn't. My jaw was tight and the pills had me wanting to fuck so bad. Even though I couldn't sleep my eyes were drooping and he could tell I was ready for play.

"I need you to do me a favor. Tell me about the worse day of your life." he said.

Up to this point I really hadn't thought about it. It happened so long ago and I tried to put it out of my memory. The worst day of my life was when I was molested at the age of 6 years old by my grandmother's husband. The Ecstasy made the memory so vivid that it felt like I was reliving every moment of it while I was thinking about it

" I was molested at the age of 6" I told him.

" I want you to tell me every detail about what happened" he said as he started to glide his fingers around the inside of my panties.

" everyone went to work that day and left me home with him. I remember he asked me to grab him a beer out of the refrigerator. I didn't move fast enough for him so he came in there to see what was taking me so long."

As I was telling the story, the man with no name started to slide his fingers inside of my pussy and I started to feel hot

" keep going..." he said

"I-I cant, I don't want to"

He was going to make me cum by visualizing my first rape. He pressed his fingers against the top of my pussy and start to stroke them in and out of me. I could hear the wetness getting thicker as he moved faster.

"KEEP GOING!" HE DEMANDED.

"My grandmother's husband cornered me in the kitchen while I was still holding his cold beer in my hand and he slid his fingers down the back of my lace pink shorts grabbing my ass and pulling me in closer."

The stroke of the man's fingers got deeper and the ecstasy was potent. I told him the entire story cumming on myself countless times from the thought myself being 6 years old losing my innocence. This man was calculated and evil.

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