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Archive-name: Violent/taken7.txt
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Archive-author: Paul Colbenson
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Archive-title: Taken - 7
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My sister came back from the hospital the next day. The doctors
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said that the wounds were not as bad as they looked, and that with
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time she would heal without scars. Well no physical ones anyway.
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I toyed with the idea of telling her it was me, and why I had
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done it to her. But every time I started to, the look in my
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father's eyes would flash in my mind, and I wouldn't be able to
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say anything to her. I doubt if I ever would.
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I was waiting in the booth at school on Monday, as I always
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did. I really didn't want to do anything with Randy anymore.
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After what he made me do to my baby sister, all I could find
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in my heart for him was contempt. But he still had the tape of
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what I did. Not only that, but if I didn't wait for him everyday
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as told, he would only come and find me again like last time.
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It was better to let him get what he wanted over with quickly,
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and then let him leave as usual.
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I wasn't sure if Randy was going to make it today. Lately he
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had been losing interest in our little meetings. There was even
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a whole week once where I didn't see him at all. Today I wasn't
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so lucky.
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He arrived early, and was waiting for me when I opened the door.
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"Take off your clothes", he commanded me. As always I did as I
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was told.
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He then motioned to me that I should kneel on the floor.
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He unzipped his pants, and pulled them to his knees. He then
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sat on the bench to the piano and told me to suck him. I put my
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mouth over his penis and began sucking on him. Usually he just
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leans back and closes his eyes when I do this, and doesn't say
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a word to me. Today was different.
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The whole time I was sucking on him, he kept telling me how
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turned on he was when he watched me beating my sister. He went
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into gruesome detail on how my breasts swung around in my desire
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to hurt him. He went into just as much detail on how my little
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sisters "Ass" and "Little Titties" (as he called them) would
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jiggle with each smack of the whip. He kept on about how she
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looked with the welts forming on her back. The bastard never
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even bothered asking how she was.
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The whole time he is going on with his story, I am just sucking
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away. It is a vile feeling to know that you are servicing a guy
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who has caused so much pain to your sister. After a half an hour,
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my jaw refused to work. It had begun cramping fifteen minutes
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ago, but when I stopped, Randy told me to keep going or else.
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When I thought of what the "Or else" might be, I quickly decided
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to ignore the cramps in my jaw and continue.
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He finally told me to lay down. I did as I was told, and he
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penetrated me immediately. He began his vigorous thrusting
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right away. He kept on about how excited he got watching me and
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my sister. For the first time since shortly after this all began,
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he lasted the whole time. It figures, I only wanted him to hurry
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up and go away.
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I had over the last few months gotten pretty good at telling when
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Randy was about to finish. It was the change in his breathing and
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the way there was a urgency in his thrusts. Just as I noticed
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the signs, he jerked himself out of me, and used his hand to
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finish the job over the to of me.
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His juice landed across my stomach, over my breasts, and a
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little on my face. When he had done that for the first time,
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I was disgusted, but after I thought about it, I was happy when
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he did that, because at least this time I wouldn't be getting
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pregnant. Only he didn't do it very often, usually preferring
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to just finish inside me.
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He told me once that he liked it better that way. When I started
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to say that it might get me pregnant if he did that, he just
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slapped me and told me that I wasn't there to give him advice,
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only to fuck. Whenever he left it in, I would immediately (after
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dressing of course) run to the girls room and try and wipe all
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of his "Stuff" off of me. No matter how hard I tried to clean
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all that stuff up, it always felt like there was still a ton of
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it oozing out onto my thighs. For the rest of the afternoon I
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would be able to think of nothing else but that ooze coming out.
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As always when he pulled out, he wanted to watch me eat all of
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his juice before leaving. He had dressed, as I was cleaning the
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last of it off from my breasts.
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"I want you to meet me here after school at three o'clock.
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You are going to help me pass in one of my classes.", he said.
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"But I have dance practice at three", I protested.
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He said, "Not anymore, I gave you an order. BE HERE!" Then he
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turned and left. As usual, I had to jump up quickly and shut
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the door. He liked to leave it open even though he knew I
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was naked. He said once that he didn't care if anyone saw me,
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it wasn't his problem.
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As I shut the door, I knew I would not be at dance practice
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this afternoon. Randy had given me an order. I must obey him.
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I tried to look on the bright side. If he wanted me to help him
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to pass, we wouldn't be having sex. After all, how can I help
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him study if we are having sex???
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