Author: uberbudgie





For some reason, my parents talked me

into going on this shopping trip with a bunch

of people from this church they used to take

me to.



We were in some shoe/hardware store, and I

was really tired and bored with everyone, so I curled up in a little display case near the end

of the store with some shutters that locked

over the front of the case and went to sleep.



I woke up in a little powder blue room the size of

a queen-sized bed, naked, on top of a sheep rug,

feeling a man inside of me, and screamed.



It was this really annoying guy my age from my

dad's church. I started to struggle but found that

I was heavily bound and couldn't move. I called

for help, using all of my lung strength.



A window opened and it was his mom, who

said, "Quit your yelling, you two are good for

each other."



A few other people from the congregation

piped up that no one would believe me anyways,

then the window shut again.



Then this guy unties me enough that I can sit

up, but leaves my wrists tied together, and my

ankles bound, putting a gag in my mouth.



He starts to tell me how much he's liked me all

of these years, and how he couldn't think of a

way to tell me, and how everyone in the congregation decided that this was the best way.



He tells me how happy he is, and starts to show

me scars that he earned at his work, talking about repetative stress injuries on his wrists, all of this

time still working me, talking about what a nice

life we'll have together.



I am trying very hard not to vomit, I am feeling

so violated, betrayed, and furious.



I am thinking of all of the ways I can hurt him as

soon as I am untied and allowed to speak.

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