I felt so helpless. He was so strong. “No, please. I’ll be good. I won’t kick. Please, please, stop.” The tie on my hands dug into my back and wrists as I lay limp on top of my arms. The belt in his hands swung close to my swollen face and I closed my eyes tightly and let out a frightened cry. “I’ll cooperate. I promise. I’ll be good. Don’t hurt me.”
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