“Revenge is a bitch,” I gloated. xnx His hand left my mouth and he continued to caress my nipple as his other hand traveled down to my vagina. For 2 years the abuse continued and then one day my parents divorced. The abuse had gotten worse over the years, simply because I never enjoyed it. “Where. Fuck you dad. My grades dropped. He raised his hand and slapped me. And that was just the beginning of the abuse. “You are mine.” He growled. I was about to scream when he covered my mouth with his hand and yanked on my ginger hair. I knew Peter was suspicious, but I pretended to be happy. I had never had a boyfriend, and was not a virgin.
