Dream
=×=×=×=×=×=×"Mark ah~" I moan.
"Ya, say my name, say my name like the slut you are" he says smirking.
I look up to see Mark my boyfriend. I wasn't mute all my life. Crazy right?
Mark thrust hard into me causing me to scream in pure pain and pleasure tears starting to stream down my face. I scratched his back leaving him red nail marks. He groans.
I closed my eyes and squirm. He growled and held me down by my hips. That will sure leave marks.
I felt myself coming undone while he was still thrusting. I couldn't, I released with a loud moan.
"Did I tell you to come? No, now that calls for a punishment" he says pulling out. He flips me over on mt hands and knees and grabs a belt. "This is what you deserve, whore."
Before he could slap me I woke up.
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Reality
=×=×=×=×=×=×=×I woke up covered in sweat from top to bottom I look at the clock and see its one more hour till I needed to wake up. I got up my bed and went to the bathroom.
I look in the mirror, my face was all red.
'Why? Why did it have to be me' I thought to my self as I got ready for the day.
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Teen Fiction"Why" he whispered. "Because I had no choice" Nancy Olives, your normal teenage girl, or so you thought.