After the girls watched the boys play football, they decided they better start making their way back home. They said goodbye to each other and Lucy went into her house. Katie was walking up her pathway when she heard a banging sound just before entering her front door. She stopped at the door and put her ear up to it so she could hear what was going on. She placed her ear close to the door and could hear muffled voices, her parents were arguing by the sounds of it. Katie takes a deep sigh and goes through the front door as quietly as she can, slowly opening the door, tip toeing in very gently, closing the door behind her so it does not bang or make a loud noise. She can hear her parents arguing in their bedroom upstairs, she decides to wait downstairs in the living room for the time being. She sits agitated on the couch in the living room; she can hear them upstairs shouting at each other. She knew violence was imminent. Her mother screamed and begged for mercy as her dad began to beat her again, Katie was terrified. For the next hour or so, she listened to her mother being beaten and abused in several vile, cruel, nasty, sadistic and violent ways. Katie switched off her mind during these moments now. She would retreat into a shell of herself and her ego would almost honeycomb off into all different personalities to escape her dire real life situation. She never knew it at the time but she was developing Dissociative Identity Disorder due to the stressful and traumatic events she was experiencing at home with her mother and father. She had lost her true self already – at the tender age of only thirteen.
The day had taken a turn for the worst; Katie’s good mood from the morning had been sucked from her in a matter of seconds. The horrible energy and vibe in her house was overwhelming. Like a black bin bag being put over your head. He was beating the living hell out her mother today. Katie was accustomed to these types of situations but today on this nice, bright Saturday afternoon, it was really bad. They must have had a rather considerable fall out while Katie was out with Lucy at the park earlier. Katie can hear her mother crying and sobbing. The beating has stopped now but her dad is still in a terrible mood. He comes swaggering down the stairs very callously. Katie is still sat in the living room, she is really afraid just now, her heart is racing, something awful was going to happen and she somehow knew it. She had strong instincts and could fear the impending danger that was approaching her rapidly.
Her dad said to her, “You got a problem with what I just done, you little cow?”
Katie freezes, her dad grabs her by the throat and thrusts her against the wall. (She had seen this move done several times before to her mother.) He pinned her to the wall and threatened to beat her if she complained or upset him in anyway at all and she would end up being like her pathetic weak and cowardly mother. While he had her against the wall, he put his hand down her pants and rubbed her genitals a little bit while he breathed on her neck slowly, Katie was in complete horror and shock, he then stopped and threw her down to the floor and told her to fuck off up to her bedroom. She did. Katie spent the rest of the day (and night) in a very confused state, she cried, wondering why her dad would have done such a thing, why did he touch her genitals. She was really in a very dark, confused place right now. It was a horridly rotten feeling. She felt kind of dirty, used and unclean. Not pure anymore. Katie was only thirteen when this happened; she was not sexually active and far too young to be even considering it.
Her dad was just starting to push the boundaries with his only daughter; he abused her mother for years and got away with it, so he was now starting to corrupt and degrade his young teenage daughter. He knew it was wrong on every level, he knew it was the behaviour of the worst examples of people you can find. But still he could not help himself. He was a demon, consumed by the darkness, such a grievance with life he felt it was justified to mistreat his wife and only daughter. The horrific event when he first touched her private parts was only just the start for Katie. Her wicked cruel and black-hearted father had a lot more in store for her. As did a lot of other like-minded men that she would cross paths with in her life.
Chapter 3
It was 4th of June; Katie had recently turned sixteen years of age. She was growing into a young lady and really blossoming in terms of her appearance. Emotionally, however, she was degenerating; it was hardly a surprise considering her home life and her lunatic of a father. Katie’s first love came in the form of a young man named Colin Templeton, he was recently dumped by his first love and he was feeling very vulnerable and swore to himself after the heartbreak he would never let a woman allow him to feel like that ever again. In effect, he was out for revenge, had a point to prove, a reputation to redeem. This was unfortunate for Katie. Colin was not the best choice of boyfriend, but this is not uncommon with females in general, especially when they are sixteen years of age. Katie’s first romance was a fitting reflection of her life up until that point – twisted, hectic, irrational and unstable. Sadly, she did love Colin with all her heart, maybe not as a person but certainly in terms of how he made her feel when she was with him.
Colin was seventeen years old and was considered a bad boy; ‘Ned’ was the local term sometimes used. He had a car and sold drugs from it all around the estate and surrounding areas. He introduced Katie to cannabis and other more harmful chemicals. He was a scumbag, very tall and slender, had a very toned physique, he carried himself well, he looked as though he could fight (probably better than he could actually fight) but still – image and attitude can carry feeble minds a great distance. He had short light blond hair, always shaved in very close around the sides, lots of tattoos on his neck and body; even his left hand had some bizarre tribal design on it. It must have meant something but I doubt Colin even knew himself! He was not the brightest chap around but – still smart enough to manipulate a young Katie – which he did.
“Let’s go for a spin, babe,” Colin said to Katie.
He always called her babe but I doubt he really meant it. It was his sly sarcastic tone that made it obvious he was not speaking honestly. His voice sounded good to Katie though, he had a deep masculine voice for a young man, unlike his character which was ironically quite shallow. They were out cruising around on the slightly damp roads. It was raining quite heavily that very morning but the weather had cleared up now. Colin had a reasonably fast car, with a very loud exhaust pipe fitted to attract more attention, which was really ignorant considering he drove like a complete idiot and sold illegal substances to his local clientele. He did have some gainful employment at a local garage as an apprentice mechanic but he liked to earn extra income in his spare time to supplement his low weekly wage.
Katie said to Colin, “Where are we off to tonight, sweetie?”
Colin replied, “Need to make a few drop offs nearby then I’m going to take you up the back roads, somewhere quiet and out the way so we can chill, babe.”
“OK, honey” said Katie.
They were sitting at a set of traffic lights, Colin was on his mobile phone arranging a sale of cannabis to a new customer, who he had made contact with via social media. He organised the drop off at a local industrial estate. The character he was selling it to was already waiting there for him to deliver. They pulled into the quiet industrial estate at around 7:30 p.m. Colin pulled up next to the new customer’s car and opened his window.
“Two score bags here, mate.”
He exchanged the two bags of cannabis. ‘Score Bag’ was the local term used to describe bags of cannabis, which cost twenty pounds per bag. It was not a great deal for the price but that’s why the illegal drug market is so lucrative for guys like young Colin.
“Anytime you need some more, give me a mail, bro,” said Colin.
They pulled out of the industrial estate and drove away. Colin sparked up a joint as he was driving. He always smoked while he was behind the wheel cutting around. He took a few puffs and passed it to Katie. She hesitated.
“I don’t smoke dope, babe” said Katie.
“Shut up and smoke it, shitbag,” replied Colin. She reluctantly took the joint from Colin and proc
eeded to puff away. She had smoked cigarettes before but never a joint. She had about five puffs and coughed a little before passing it back to Colin.
“You’ve made the roach all soggy, Katie!” he said angrily.
“Sorry, baby,” said Katie.
Colin began to smoke the rest of the joint. Katie was beginning to feel as if she was made out of rubber. She felt her head get lighter and started to giggle a little.
“You’re high as fuck, aren’t you babe?” said Colin with a smirk on his face.
“Yeah I feel pretty weird but it’s kind of good he-he…”
Colin had driven them up a country road to a secluded little spot. He planned to have sex with Katie that night. He thought she was a virgin but her dad by that point had already raped her a few times but she still told people she was a virgin, obviously. They sat for a little while smoking weed and listening to electronic dance music in Colin’s custom CD player, which he installed in his car recently, it was very loud but he had the music turned down quite low on this occasion to avoid being detected by the local authorities.
“Let’s sit in the backseat for a while babe, so we can cuddle up and chill.”
“OK,” said Katie.
They climbed into the backseat of his Vauxhall Astra. It was a two-door car with front seats that moved forward to allow passengers to enter the back seats. They started kissing in the rear of the car. Colin was rubbing Katie’s boobs and kissing her more intensely, he was getting aroused at this point and decided to present his erect penis. He pulled it out and ordered Katie to suck it. She had never even done oral sex before but had a rough idea what to do from her past experiences at home. She nervously leaned down and began to suck his manhood, he grabbed her long blonde hair and forced her head down saying, “Suck it fucking harder – as if you fucking mean it, you dirty little cow!” Colin was quite sexually aggressive and dominant.
Katie was a bit nervous still but was starting to relax as she loved Colin and just wanted to please him. He let her suck his penis for a while as he fingered her now wet vagina. He told her he was going to fuck her like a dirty, little whore tonight and make her squeal like a wounded pig. He did use a condom which was surprising for Colin as he was normally quite reckless. Rumour has it, his ex-girlfriend was pregnant at fourteen years old and had an abortion. Colin obviously learned from this and decided to take precautions in the future. He took her outside the car and bent her over his car bonnet.
“I’m going to make sure your hand prints are left on my bonnet tonight, you horny, little slut.”
He had hard aggressive sex with her doggy style over the bonnet for a little while before he blew a load into the condom. He pulled her hair while he was pounding her. Katie nearly had an orgasm but Colin stopped just before she came. Katie could feel wave after wave of pleasure coming to an almighty bliss – almost heavenly conclusion but just before she hit the ‘void’, he decided to call it a day! Her bum cheeks were red raw from Colin spanking them very hard during the session, they stung a little bit but the pain was not too much to endure. Katie liked the pain however and wished he would have spanked her harder – or even with a belt or some type of striking weapon but sorrowfully Colin was not that way inclined at this point in his life. They got back into the car to return to the city.
“I’m going to drop you off now, Katie,” said a now relaxed and relived his testicles were fully drained Colin. They headed back to Katie’s estate. He dropped her off outside her rundown looking house and then drove away. Not even a kiss or a goodbye. He was done with her for the night – she had served her purpose to him. Katie was a bit upset about his dismissive attitude towards her but at the same time that was Katie’s biggest attraction to him. Katie was a very good-looking, young woman. Loads of guys from school and around the local hangouts always showed her attention. Some of them complemented her on her fine looks. She just always, for some unknown reason, prefers the boys who were not quite as gentlemanly towards her. There was something about the rough around the edges, tough looking, cocky and sometimes downright arrogant bastards like Colin that drove her crazy!
She was inveigled with the constant mind games, allured by the perpetual state of uncertainty. She was very submissive in nature so unsurprisingly she was drawn in the direction of the stronger more macho, no nonsense types. It felt more familiar to Katie, if the males in her life were of that nature. Katie went into her house and managed to sneak up the stairs. Her father was not home (most likely out drinking again) and her Mother was already in bed crashed out – in a drunken stupor. It was around 10:30 p.m. when she got back. She heard her father come in around an hour later just as she was starting to fall asleep. He never knew about her and Colin – or so she thought. She drifted into a deep sleep regardless.
Chapter 4
“Katie get fucking down here now,” said her dad.
She was definitely in trouble for something today, she thought, as she unenthusiastically went down the stairs to see what her father wanted.
“Who the fuck was you with last night until 10:30 p.m.?” said her dad very suspiciously.
“I was out with Lucy, Dad,” Katie said unconvincingly – she was quite a good liar usually but her dad was so terrifying, she found it a lot more difficult to fool him.
“Bullshit! You were out with that little toe-rag Templeton, weren’t you?” (Somebody her dad worked with had informed him that Katie was seen with Colin driving around the estate.) “And don’t fucking lie to me again, you little shit.”
Katie quietly said, “Yes, I was with Colin.”
Her father slapped her quickly across the face and Katie almost fell over but managed to keep her balance.
“That’s it! You’re fucking grounded for a week and no Wi-Fi or TV time for you young lady. Now get up to your filthy bedroom and get it cleaned, you little trampy mess! My God you’re starting to act more like your mother each and every day. Remember when you used to be a nice young girl? Now you’re just another piece of shit lying lowlife whore – you fucking disgust me.”
She could smell the nauseating stench of stale booze from his breath even as she walked quickly up the stairs to her bedroom. She entered her room and shut the door. As she proceeded to tidy her bedroom, her father entered the room unannounced after around an hour or so. He burst into the room with a sick twisted look on his face.
“Now I’m going to teach you a lesson for lying to your father.”
He ordered her to get on her knees and open her mouth. She was very uptight and apprehensive about it but she learned over time that if she submitted and went along with it, he would be less harsh on her. He then told her he was going to put something in her mouth and she would have to suck it. This was not the first time this had happened, sadly. Her dad had already sexually abused her on a number of occasions before. As always, she was extremely nervous and majorly confused by the whole sordid affair. She was forced to suck his erect penis as he gave her verbal abuse and compared her skills to her mother who he referred to as ‘the old washed up and worn out cum-bucket’. It was terribly humiliating and degrading for Katie. He slapped her around the face a good few times also to remind her that he was the one in charge. He ended up bending her over his knee and spanking her bare bottom while making her say, “Sorry for lying to you, Daddy”, after each firm strike to the buttocks.
After a while, he got up and put his trousers on and just as he was about to leave her alone, he sat down and put his big arm around her shoulder and said, “I’m only punishing you because I love you and care about you dearly, darling.”
He gave her a light kiss on the cheek which sent around ten million shivers down Katie’s spine to the point she felt physically sick. He eventually left the room and Katie curled up into her bed – broken, feeling used and violated. Once again, her wicked father had his way with her then had the audacity to suggest it was done for her own good. She knew it was wrong but was completely powerless to stop it. She decided the next day to speak to her m
other about it when her father was out. Maybe she could help the situation or at least comfort her.
She was wrong – terribly wrong.
It was a grim and grey Tuesday evening at around 6 p.m. Katie was at home. Her father was out at the pub again so it was just her long suffering mother and her at home. Katie decided this would be a good time to confer with her mother about the recent events with her Father.
“Mum, I need to speak to you about Dad.”
“Oh here we go,” her mother dismissively replied.
Katie went on to say, “He has been acting weird with me lately – making me do things with him. Sexual things.”
Her mother’s face went blank, she looked down to her right then quickly back up at Katie again. “You’re lying, aren’t you? Stop trying to get him into trouble with your vile lies Katie! Your father would never do such a thing!”
Katie was stunned. It appeared her mother was prepared to live in denial about what her husband had been doing to her daughter. “You, missy, are turning into a wicked, little, devious liar! Sneaking around with this Colin boy all the time, getting up to God knows what at all hours and now this rubbish about your father! Get out of my fucking sight, you no good trouble maker!”
“I’m not making it up, Mum, he hits me then makes me do dirty stuff with him.”
Her mother’s face went bright red with anger and frustration. She grabbed Katie by the hair and rag dolled her around the kitchen screaming at her, “Lying, dirty, wee whore – how fucking dare you say that about your dad!”
This was a terrible outcome for Katie. She went to her mother for support, yet all she got was manhandled around the kitchen.
“Me and you are finished, Katie, you’re not the girl I gave birth to.”
It suddenly dawned on Katie her mother was jealous of her. Since her father began to sexually abuse Katie, he had toned down the level and frequency of times he would abuse her mother. He still beat and sexually abused her, far too often, but not quite as much as previous years. Katie had filled a void in the sick demented man’s head and her mother now was almost surplus to requirements. She realised at that very moment that she should have kept her mouth shut to her mother. All it achieved was earning her a beating and now a new conflict with her mother to deal with. Definitely was not a great call. But who was she meant to turn to? She thought despite everything, her mother would understand and somehow be able to help the situation – but no. It only made things at home even worse than before! Katie realised on that day that nobody really cared about her and she was going to be all alone in this hellish situation. She understood now fully, beyond any shadow of a doubt, that she had to get away from this dire environment one way or another. Maybe not today, maybe not this year even, but she knew she had to leave sooner rather than later. And she did.
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