☉DANIKA
“f*****g lass!”
No, no, please.
“I’ll teach you to knee me in the groin.”
He climbed atop me, peeling off his trousers with ridiculous attention, his every motion a taunting testament to the power he held over me. He was ignorant to my screams and my pleas, even the feeble way I moved my hands to fight him off. My mind was panicking and fear was the only thought that abounded in my head.
I felt my fingers crawl down my body, sliding down to my boots and I knew what was about to happen. I gritted my teeth and stamped my eyes shut, trying to force my will—to change what had already happened.
But my body was not mine to control. Not here. This was the part I hated the most.
“Please, I’m begging you!” I screamed as my fingers latched onto my dagger, but my voice would not work.
