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Greedy girl.
I slap my fingers down on her pussy, and she lets out a gasp and jumps. I chuckle and then leave her there and go get cleaned up. This needs to be about my revenge not about how tight her pussy will feel milking me. It’s an added bonusbecause I'll ruin her for every other man.
Using every ounce of control, I bring her something to eat and leave the plate on her table as she watches me leave the room.
Can’t have her fading away.
I plan on keeping her here and nothing or nobody will take her from me. I’ll kill them before I let them do that. Savannah is my new toy. All her pleasure belongs to me, and for all her father's sins, she will pay.
She belongs to me, please forgive me for my sins, my beautiful girls.
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I watch her sleep, the screens showing me every inch of her cage.
The drugs hadn’t completely worn off when I took her pleasure, the thought of making her my little whore causes the side of my mouth to lift. She’s going to be perfect. Watching my little toy sleep makes pleasure shoot through me, one I haven’t felt in a really long time.
I should go wake her. She doesn’t deserve to sleep.
I plan on marking her every way possible to get my revenge.
I’m a monster, she just doesn’t know what kind yet.
This is the only way I know how to hurt him as deeply as he’s hurt me.Defiling his little girl will be pure satisfaction. Leaving my mark on her.
Watching her kneel for me is pure fucking heaven.
She looked so beautiful on her knees, I’ll enjoy putting her in that position to suck my cock.
Fuck, that image runs through my mind and now it’s all I can think about.
She’s got such a pretty mouth. Would she gag on me? I’d force her to swallow me whole until her pretty little mouth and throat is full of me.
Fuck, get a grip. I’ll have her soon enough.
My life wasn’t supposed to be like this, I had everything, and now, fuck I am a soulless monster. Heartless and cruel are the only things I have become. Every other part of me died that day, it died with my girls.
Pulling the photo I keep of my girls from my pocket, their beautiful faces smile back at me. It was one of the last photos we took together. This was the way I want to remember them and I hold this memory close to my heart. I lift the photo, kissing their faces, and as I feel a tear slide down my cheek, I keep my eyes on my wife and daughter. It's the only way I feel at peace when I see them like this. Happy, free, andalive.
They were taken from me, taken from this world before their time all because of one man's jealousy. Pasquale hated that I left, hated that I found a woman to love me, even the darkness in me. I hid them for as long as I could, I even became a priest, something as far away from my previous life as I could. Grace and my little Emmy never deserved what he did to them.
I stayed with them all night, cradling them both in my lap as I held them.
I tried to end my life, tried to end the pain. The gun jammed while I held it to my head. I remember drinking anything I could get my hands on. I swallowed a heap of pills, but after a few minutes, my body threw them up.
I knew then it wasn’t my time, not yet. I had a job to do before I took that plunge. I had to kill the man and everything he loved for them. That was my new destiny.
I feel like a monster, it’s inside of me. I can feel it running through my veins like a heady cocktail.But I’ve always been a monster.
My thoughts are broken when I hear her shuffle and groan. Standing, I head toward her door, listening before undoing the latches that keep her in place.
Opening the door, I look over at her as she slowly sits up, the chains I reattached when she passed out back in place, not leaving her much room to move.
I watch her for a few moments, enjoying the complex look on her face as I enter the room.
She stares at me with fear etched over her face. Good, she should fear me. I stand and take slow steps toward the bed she’s chained to. She tries to move back, but I watch her gasp when the chain digs into her skin. They rattle and clink against the headboard.
All trapped, my little kitten, and nowhere to run.
