Dozer
Red rage filled my blood as the video that was sent to me, and everyone around me played on my phone. My poor girl, my love, was being abused physically and sexually right before my eyes. For the first time in years, my eyes blurred with tears, but I refused to let one fall. Not right now, I would not break right now. My body tensed, and my jaw clenched as a man on the screen shoved his puny c**k down my girl's throat. When she vomited on him, I mumbled good girl.
"I am going to skin these mother fuckers alive," I roared. "I want the one who shoved himself in her mouth. He is mine, no one else touches him."
There were grunts of agreement around me. I looked up at Becs’ father. His tears were running freely down his face. He brought his head up slowly, and the deadly look
