His grip tightened around me and he whispered between harder thrusts. Maybe they’re not just raping me, maybe they’re going to kill me. Make me… The day my loving mother ceased to exist. Three man surounding me, grinning maliciously beneath their cloth masks made of black fabric which exposed only their eyes and mouth, and soon as they dropped me in the wagon’s floor I wasn’t feeling anything anymore, my body shivered stiff on the ground. “You are having a bad time, aren’t you? They are going to rape me, they are going to rape me, my conscience repeated insistently, as if it was trying to prepare me for the worst. “Yes, your brother. We are not going to kill this girl, she doesn’t deserve that!” He said. And so he continued, licking me with his warm mouth and making my small body tremble with a powerful feeling. In no time the fact I had this cold blood turned from a blessing to a curse, since they were all groping me, being the first ones to touch
