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Monday, April 23, 2007

Out with New, In with the Old 

So i never post here anymore. Why? Because i hate the new format. i hate trying to tell a single story. i can't do it. So i'm going back to what's more comfortable to me. Telling what's on my mind. This is what's on my mind today:

i could barely breathe the pain in my back was so bad. A punch to the kidneys was debilitating. i hated this client. He never would get around to fucking until he had beaten me to a pulp. Edward's rules on beating his girls were simple: don't damage the merchandise. That left a lot of room for a lot of pain.
i lay flat on my stomach trying to breathe through the agony when the kicks started. i could only whimper and hang on. He'd get tired soon doing something so strenuous. i held on. i endured. And, finally he was ready to fuck. And, for once that pain was minor compared to my other hurts. No matter how brutal he tried to be (he was worn out from his assault) it was all i could do to react.

There were clients who made sex seem easy.

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Raven screamed at 1:07 PM


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