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Post by Dark on Jan 16, 2008 1:44:32 GMT -5
....Well....... after that i was moved into an orphanage. No money, no home, i even had to sell Claymore to get a few measly coins. I was about....12 i think and even though i was young i was pretty smart. I had to defend for myself alot and used to just go around stealing and pitch pocketing.
Until there was this one day this older man came up to me. He seemed to fancy me and asked how much i wanted if id become his for the night.....
... * He looked away in disgust *
So..i priced it and...well..... i got ....enough to support me for a good 9 weeks....
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Post by Marie on Jan 16, 2008 1:46:22 GMT -5
*tilts her head to the side*
I don't understand...
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Post by Dark on Jan 16, 2008 1:49:38 GMT -5
......
* He didnt even look up at her *
Whats easier.....stealing money for months on end and risk getting arrested or simply seducing one old man....
I made that choice.....so..i got good money ....
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Post by Marie on Jan 16, 2008 1:56:09 GMT -5
*her expression seemed as thought she got slightly sick as she lowered her head*
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Post by Dark on Jan 16, 2008 2:14:11 GMT -5
and thats not all of it......
* He got up from the ground and stood up with his back facing towards her *
After the nine weeks passed i was low so ....i went back. This time there was him and his friends and so i named my price and they gang banged me one by one....
I told them strictly i wasn't going to do anything to them but they had all access to me so they did what they wanted.
The man offered me a placement as a child guilty .....and so...i took it up. Allowing men to have me as their plaything for little more than a few days, sometimes longer. They were all different, young, old, perverts.....everything but they all paid heaps.....
All the toll was taken on me ...so i resorted to self harm from an early age. ...
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Post by Marie on Jan 16, 2008 2:27:24 GMT -5
*staying quiet she looked up at him slightly*
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Post by Dark on Jan 16, 2008 2:33:03 GMT -5
I did it or a small....while......but..there was this thing inside me that was telling me it was wrong. Hell, i knew it was but soon i began to feel disgusted and sick with those men. Pulling out i basically and confronted the man, telling him i quit....
* He lowered his head *
Then he turned against me and forced me. He tied me up and got his men to do me. , it hurt. I was losing bloo.d everywhere and eventually passed out....
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I woke up a few hours later covered in everything you can imagine. I had to undo my hands from the ropes.....
I had to pull the glass out of my arse for 3 nights ....
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Post by Marie on Jan 16, 2008 2:41:40 GMT -5
stop....
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Post by Dark on Jan 16, 2008 2:46:37 GMT -5
Ohooh that isnt all ya know? After that night i got reallllll off. Got an idea so i snuck around and found all the men. I had managed to hire a rather large guard dog for the night. And so i set it on them. It mauled them to chunks. I released it, took my sums and went back. The self harm however stuck about and even after they were put into hospital care i would have nightmares. End up waking up and trying to cut myself to make the voices stop.....something about shadows....
..something......
.....
* He lowered his head *
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Post by Marie on Jan 16, 2008 2:49:15 GMT -5
do...do you still hear the voices?
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Post by Dark on Jan 16, 2008 2:54:16 GMT -5
The voices appear ....sometimes...they used to be there alot ...in the past....but now...they come only in times of great discomfort or pain....
* He smiled a bit to himself as he rubbed his jaw *
Yknow....its almost laughable....havent talked about this or even remember......
Its like it was never meant to happen...just a dream....a nightmare....something that wasnt meant to be at all....just a phase...or a shadow.......
* He fell deathly quiet as he trembled a bit *
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Post by Marie on Jan 16, 2008 2:56:38 GMT -5
...james?
*she wheeled her chair closer to him before carefuly placing her hand on his arm*
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Post by Dark on Jan 16, 2008 3:03:37 GMT -5
..... He lowered his head a bit more as he gently pulled arm from her. Dont.......dont.... * He slowly walked off in the direction of the bedroom, closing the door behind him * |
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Post by Marie on Jan 16, 2008 3:07:40 GMT -5
*she sat there for a long moment, not really saying anything, just hearing his story made her sick to her stomach, she wanted to cry, she really did as she tilted her head but to stop the tears from streaming down her cheeks*
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Post by Dark on Jan 16, 2008 3:10:24 GMT -5
* After a short while door to the bedroom opened a bit. Hearing a sighing sound coming from within followed by his voice which seemed rather weak *
Marie.....come here......
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In here is a tradgety, art thou player or audince?