Chapter 7
So Thad left Denise and she was really upset. She drowned herself in liquor to get past the regret.
She got back up on stage and became overly sloppy. Ten double shots later and her whole world was stopping.
Denise walked outside and was falling in the dirt. The bouncers were inside and alone she could get herself hurt.
A Mexican guy named Pablo walked up and said, "Mami you need some help? You're looking kinda rough."
With a body like Denise's, he just couldn't get enough. He checked his surroundings and opened up his door. He threw her in the back seat and his mind was craving more.
He tied her to the front seat so that she couldn't run. But Denise was too messed up to realize what he had done. He drove her to his apartment and she was completely passed out.
He carried her inside and pulled her breasts out. Out of the bedroom came his two cousins that also shared his place. When they saw she was unconscious, they started slapping their penises in her face.
Denise was still passed out without any knowledge of the event. But soon enough she would know about this painful regret.
Pablo pulled her pants off and drug her across the floor. Him and his two cousins decided they wanted more.
One by one, each of them raped her intoxicated body without an ounce of remorse, in addition to holding her legs apart so each of them gained enough force.
Denise started to wake up and quickly began to scream. So Pablo's cousin covered her face with a pillow to silence out her scream.
Denise started to kick and fight as hard as she can. But how is a woman supposed to escape, the strength of a grown man? Pablo continued to sex her and force himself inside, nothing seemed to stop him not even her screaming cries.
Eventually, Denise gave up and laid there completely in shock, the only thing she wanted was for them to stop.
Chapter 8
Pablo got up and his cousins let go of Denise. She quickly ran out of their apartment with no shoes on her feet.
She had scratches all over her body and her labia was badly torn from the forceful rape each one of them performed. Her pants were left on the floor and her underwear on their couch. As she was running completely naked, she was begging for someone to help her out.
However, Denise was in a poverty stricken area without many who understood her name. They barely understood English, and Denise would never be the same.
The closest bus was nearly 5 miles and she walked completely alone. If only she listened to her uncle, then maybe she would have known.
As she stood in the middle of the sidewalk bleeding down her legs, she reflected on the all the decisions that life allowed her to make.
It was the middle of the night, and all she wanted was her mom.
"How is my mother supposed to love me when I've disappointed her for so long?"
She continued to walk without any clothes, crying in a shocked condition. All she wanted was someone to help her, that was her only mission.
A black car pulled up with a man inside and said, "Young lady, are you okay?"
"No I'm not! I've just been raped can you call the police right away?"
"Does anyone know your whereabouts? Is there anyone that may be close?"
"My uncle lives about 30 miles from here."
"I'm sorry Miss, but are you on dope?"
"Excuse me? What! I don't do that type of stuff, but I did have a lot to drink. My uncle warned me about the place I was working, but I wasn't using my head to think."
The man looked at Denise with a malicious face and said, "Hop in and I will help you out. It's scary out here with these weirdos around and the police definitely won't help you out."
Denise got in still completely naked and placed her hands in her lap. The man reached behind her and grabbed a pair of cuffs right behind her back.
He cuffed her to the middle console and she yelled, "Sir what in the hell are doing?"
"Shhhhh little mama, just calm down. I was for sure that you knew me. I've been watching you at the club for weeks and you just don't understand what you do to me."
"Sir, I'm begging you please don't do this. I've been raped for half the night. I have a child and mother to get home to, please I am begging you for my life."
"I promise I won't hurt you, but we are going to spend a little time. All the money I spent on dances with you, and I didn't get back a dime."
"If you let me go, I will get your money back. I swear I just need to get some help."
"It's too late for all that, plus all your abrasions I know I can stich those up myself."
Denise started to scream and jerk her hand in the cuffs. It had been the longest night of her life and she felt she had enough.
But she was trapped inside his car, without any measure to escape. She knew she had to get away or her life would be at stake.
Chapter 9
The man drove Denise back to his house and put a pillow case over her head. He didn't want her to know where she was and point him out later to the Feds.
He carried her inside kicking and screaming, fighting hard to try an escape. But he had a hard grip and she couldn't get free no matter the attempts she tried to make.
He put her down at his kitchen table and cuffed her to each part of the chair. He lived all alone, without a wife or any kids so the house didn't have anyone there.
"So tell me about yourself and what do you like?"
"Sir, you've got be fucking crazy! You kidnap me and take me as I'm bleeding down my legs. Didn't I just tell you those men raped me?"
"Rape happens all the time and it isn't' really anything new. Plus, didn't I tell you I was a male nurse? No worries I know what to do."
"Are you fucking psycho? Please just let me go and I need to see a doctor and call the police. Please you have no idea what those sick bastards did to me!"
"I'm sure I have an idea, but can you really blame them for rape? Getting naked, taking their money, and throwing your pussy in their face. I mean you took all my money and didn't even speak. So as a little payback I will be the company you keep."
"Is this some sick game? I'm begging you to set me free. I told you I'd get you your money back, what more do you want from me."
"I want you to tell me you want me, just say it in my ear."
"You are one sick fuck you know that, I want to get away from here."
"Well you can sit there and think. I've got plenty I can do. As for how much you are bleeding, I can't say the same for you."
"Please sir I'm begging you, the bleeding it's getting worse. I will give you whatever you want, just take me to a doctor first."
"No that's not how this works, I've already gave enough. I'm in charge of the game now, and you will reciprocate some stuff."
Chapter 10
Denise continued to bleed onto the kitchen floor. She began to feel light headed as she lost more. She knew she had to make a life decision in order for her to get free and told the man he can have what he wants, as long as he sets her free.
“So, I see you’re coming around. I was starting to get worried. I didn’t want to have to dump your body and dispose of you in a hurry.”
“Look I completely remember you sitting in the back.”
“Do you really?”
“Yes, you always looked so handsome. Didn’t you pay attention at how I looked you when I danced?”
“I thought you were looking at everyone like that.”
“Pshhhh No, at least give yourself a chance.”
“So you really did notice me at the club every night?”
“Yes of course, how couldn’t I? I was just afraid you had a wife. I know this is my job and all but I still try to keep it clean. Some people don’t like what I do, but the money is good you know what I mean?”
“I knew you noticed me, but I was being insecure. I haven’t been able to get you off my mind. I hope you don’t hold this kidnapping against me, I mean how else was I supposed to get your time?”
> “No I won’t hold it against you and it’s kind of kinky to me. Come over here and lean on me, say some dirty things to me.”
“Omg, are you serious now? I knew you were that type. All the pictures I took of you dancing and cut them out imaging you as my wife.”
“Well you know I’m not married and I’ve been saving myself to marry the man of my dreams, you never know sweety, you could be the one for me.”
“I want you to come over and massage me, until I release. Then I will keep my word and set you free Denise.”
“How do you know my name?”
“I told you I’ve been watching you every night. I followed you to get your new Grand am, and that’s a car I would choose for my wife.”
“So you were watching me get my car?”
“Yes, I followed you to the bus. I was going to offer you a ride, but I thought that would be too much..... So I sat outside for hours and then watched you drive away. I told myself if I got the chance, you would be my wife someday.”
Chapter 11
"Well honey you never know I could be the wife for you. But to cuff me up like this? No, no, shame on you. Now I've always been a little freaky and I like to be tied up on the bed. But if you promise to un-cuff me I will give you a little head."
"Woah, this is way more than I thought would ever happen to me. Hold on while I open the lock and help set you free. Now I have a pistol right here, so don't try to play any games. I am excited, but I'll shoot ya, and then you'll never be the same."
"Sweetheart just un-cuff me and pull your pants all the way down. Now no peeking and get it right for me so I can go all the way down."
The man started to masturbate right next to Denise. His pants were pulled all the way down, right above his feet.
Now Denise kissed the man’s stomach in hopes he'd close his eyes, but little did he know he was in for a big surprise.
"Ohhh baby, are you ready?"
"Yes, I am ready."
"Then give it to me."
The man leaned his erect pale penis right near Denise's face. She leaned down just to get her mouth close enough to the tip. The man slowly lifted his pelvic to thrust himself closer in hopes that her face would be closer to his hips.
In that very moment, Denise leaned down and bit the top of his penis as hard as she could. The man screamed out in agony and fell forward onto his cold hardwood floor. Just like that Denise was rushing to the door, but unfortunately the man had his pistol in his waist.
Just as Denise was almost to the door, the man rolled over from his belly and cocked the pistol. Just like that the man fired two quick shots towards the back of Denise's head.
"Pop-Pop!"
Chapter 12
"Pop ..Pop"
He fired another two shots and this time hit Denise. The bullet struck her so hard, Denise dropped to her knees. However, her adrenaline was running and she knew it was life or death. So at the very moment, she made a promise to try her best. So she hopped back on her feet, bleeding from her back.
"This man is gonna have to kill me, to ever get me to touch him like that."
So she ran as fast as she could, still naked in the streets. No clothes on her back and no shoes on her feet. A minivan pulled by and Denise began screaming.
"Please for the love of God help me...if I tell you what happened you won't believe me."
So the van slowed down and it was a mother and her 3 kids. She was taking one of her children to the ER and were not far from where they lived.
"O.M.G! Are you okay?"
"No ma’am, I'm not.... please we have got to hurry. I just got shot."
"Please sweetheart get in, and here's my jacket to stop the bleeding. Were you shot in more than one place?"
"No I was only shot in my back, but I was raped for half the night. I tried to tell myself I'm okay, but then I almost just lost my life. I've been stripping at this nightclub and it completely changed me. This weirdo has been following me for the past few nights. I got really messed up and was angry my uncle wanted me to leave. But man he was so right...about everything he said to me."
"I'm so sorry, but don't worry we will get you help. I've been in your shoes before, I once was a dancer myself. You see I use to strip before I had kids and took off my clothes for money. But all it did was get me involved in the things I didn't want for me. Eventually I became a prostitute and not only sold my body, but my soul. The money came just as fast as it went, but I was young and would never have known. Every man I slept with took a piece of me. I get haunted by the pictures of each one of them having me. At my lowest I sold myself for a few hits of a pipe, not once realizing everything I did was screwing up my life. I saw this one man on the track and he was short what I charged. So I gave him some head and then told him no sex and he stabbed me right in my arm. After that, things only got worse and I started stealing from this plug. He thought I wanted him because we were having sex and I told him I fell in love. But I was only in love with my habit and everything he got for me. But every day I lived that life, I lost a piece of my sanity. Trust me when I tell you this lifestyle aint it, it will swallow your morals, pride, and self love ....then devour all of it."
Chapter 13
Denise finally got help and was admitted as soon as she arrived. She was in pretty bad shape, but they expected her to survive. She didn’t have much to say and was clearly worn out from all the trauma. The woman helped to keep her company until she got a phone call from her mama.
Her mother was crying on the phone, “Denise you could have died!”
She could hear the pain and worry in the voice of her mother’s cries. In an effort not to make it worse, her mother silenced her lecture. “She is still my beautiful child and I thank God he didn’t take her.”
Her mother drove as fast as she could and rushed to be by her side. She phoned her uncle and put in the words, “Those men have to die! Now I’m a woman of God, and normally I’d just pray. But these men violently raped my baby and Lord forgive me but they gotta pay.”
Her uncle Thad made a few calls and they knew it was that time. They know that when Thad says let’s go, he busts every single time.
So they packed a few pistols with a silencer on the muzzle. But even forensics themselves wouldn’t be able to place the pieces of this puzzle.
Denise’s mother arrived at her side and she felt at a peace for a short time. But the trauma she went through, had already taken over and plagued her mind. She woke up in painful screams and in her dreams she saw their face.
For the next few days she contemplated suicide stuck inside the walls and smell of the hospital space.
She received a phone call from her uncle and his voice said, “Niece, they are gone...but the pain and hurt I know you feel might still take long. But you will never have to worry about them hurting you again. A man who rapes a woman, isn’t really a man. You know I will always be there for you, and even more since the loss of your dad. But now only you can pray for all the pain you have.”
The End
Book Four
Pray For Me
"Pray For Me"
Chapter 1
"Daddy maybe I don't want to be pastor, have you ever thought about my dreams for once?" Screamed Ziah.
Pastor James was a God fearing man. All he wanted for his kids was the best. He had a seventeen-year old son name John, who was a senior in high school and sixteen-year old daughter name Ziah, who was a junior.
His wife Mary worked as a dispatcher for 911 emergency calls. He was a full time pastor and owed an apartment complex, about ten minutes away from their home in Jackson Mississippi.
He wanted his kids to fall in his footsteps of being future pastors, but for some reason his daughter Ziah, had other plans.
See his son, he was determined to be a man of God. His main focus after high school was to go to a Christian college. Ziah on the other hand, wanted to be an actress but couldn't understand why her father never supported her dreams.
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