The slimy fucking bastard held me to him, and I watched with complete horror as two men sat on the other side of the room, holding a fucking video camera.

"Shh, stop crying. Now. It's bothering me."

I let out another sob as he pressed his lips to my neck, I pushed against him, but he was too strong, I had lost the fight inside of me that begged for me to push back.

He threw me on the bed, and I felt the agony and dread flow through me like the ocean. ...