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Standing there in my long black jacket I had been made to put on so that nobody would be able to tell what was going on. I didn’t care at this point. I was so happy, and relaxed from the drugs that I wasn’t thinking straight. When the door opened. A man opened the door, his tan complexion and heavy build  stood there looking at me. I thought to myself can’t he get a real girl? It didn’t matter though.

He asked me

Your here for?

Thinking to myself what the hell does he mean I remembered what I was supposed to say. 

“Im here for dinner babe” 

Smiling he opened the door wider letting me walk all of the way inside. I didn’t know what to do but Im sure Id find out soon. He dimmed the lights looking at me. I felt my relaxation taking over me, the faster I got this done. He grabbed me and began making out with me quickly ripping my jacket off he stopped and spun me around almost like he was dancing with me in his mind of fantasy. 

“Kane did a good job on ya!”

His voice seemed excited, the next thing I know he was ripping my clothes off of me, literally throwing me against the bed and pulling my shirt over my head as it tore in half. He grabbed my bra and forcefully began moving it side to side as it began to budge that was then thrown off my body as I helped holding my hands up hi. Next he was down to my skirt as it slipped down I had no underwear on. It revealed my women hood, as he looked me up and down he then took off all of his clothing, beginning with his shirt then his pants and boxers. He was naked now standing there with me. Walking up to my body, I felt pressure building as he picked me up forcing me on the bed and jumping on top of my small body. Holding my wrists down he began to take me. 

He took the smallest self confidence I had left.

My sense of respect.

My reputation.

Last he took my spirit, it was gone hiding somewhere deep inside of me, hiding from this evil evil place, the world. After he was done with me there was no affection, no last kiss, no thank you. I looked at the clock and the time was up. I had been directed to leave at 11:00 and I did, finding my clothes I managed to put them on the best I could. Slipping the jacket back on, I opened the hotel room door. I didn’t look back, I couldn’t. Dana was waiting outside the door, I saw her with a serious look on her face. I was now depressed, the drugs had worn off, I felt sick. As we got outside I began throwing up in the bushes, my body tired and drained. I was bleeding a little, I don’t know why but I was in pain. Sore down there from him. He wasn’t like Kane who at least was a little courteous. 

As I wiped the vomit off my mouth I began crying.  I was so ready to go home and go to sleep, I was just glad it was over. I couldn’t do this anymore I thought, but I TOLD myself that I had to if they said. I was just glad he was done and I could go home.

Dana hurried me to the car, as we drove we got to the apartment building and go out. I began walking to the door when Dana stopped me. 

“Suga where do ya think ya goin”?

“Inside”.

“No, no your not, where not done, you stil have  hours left tonight”.

I felt my body shiver, my mind and physical strength go numb and weak. It felt as though I had just done 200 pushups and had 1000 more to go! I felt tears flood my eyes as I grabbed for the white bag, the only thing that could and would, give me the relief I needed from going crazy.