Rebecca

Rebecca Rebecca

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Genre: Erotica

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Status: Finished

Genre: Erotica

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A lady recalls her trauma.

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A lady recalls her trauma.

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Submitted: July 29, 2013

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Submitted: July 29, 2013

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  Rebecca groaned in pain as she stretched to turn the shower on and then stepped under the gushing water.  She slid onto the floor and let the water wash over her.  How had she been so stupid, she wondered, how had she fallen for that nice guy routine.   When he had offered to walk her back to her car, she had happily let him.  She put her face in her hands and sobbed.

She pulled her knees to her chin, wincing at the burning pain between her legs.  Her thighs were covered in huge purple bruises from where he had forced her legs apart, then held them open.  Her wrists had red weals on them from the tie he had used to bind them behind her back, right before he had pushed her down into the backseat of her own car.  She had screamed, no one heard her, she had struggled, tried to fight him, it was no use he had been too strong.

  She shifted a little, letting the water flow over her breasts. They were covered in bruises and bite marks, her nipples sore and raw from his sucking and biting.  Her neck and shoulders ached, he had bitten her and gripped her so hard when he held her down. She tentatively touched between her legs, nothing had ever hurt so much as the blinding red hot pain she had felt as he forced himself inside her body.
 
  Her head hurt, she had banged it off the car door so many times from the force of him thrusting inside her, the memory of the pain made her shudder.  Her stomach heaved as she remembered the very second his body had stiffened, her horror as she felt him ejaculate into her despite her pleas for him not to.  She dry retched a few times as she flashed back to him pulling out of her, the liquid he had forced into her running down her thighs.
 
 
  She stood up, turned off the water and stepped out of the shower, wrapping a towel around her.  He toldher she was the latest in a long line of girls, warned her not to tell, told her what would happen to her if she reported him.  She believed him.  She would never report him, tell anyone she knew.  She went to her dresser and took out the phone directory and found the number she was looking for.  A soft and gentle voice answered her call.  Rebecca let a huge sob then stuttered into the phone 'I-I-I've been raped'.


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