I Hate Christmas

I was seven. L had just finished raping me. I was bleeding profusely, and I begged him to stop. He said he hadn t had a chance to "finish" yet. Told me to open my mouth. I did so. He tried to force his penis into my mouth but my teeth were scraping him. He punched me in the side of the head and said "Wider, bitch," I started to cry. I could barely breathe. I couldn t open my mouth any wider. L grabbed my lower jaw and teeth and yanked my mouth open, HARD. I heard ripping,... Relentless Flashback
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