Once upon a time there was a girl. Not a child.. but a girl trapped in a Woman's body. She had the heart of a slave and the will of a Free Woman when it came to convictions. She had lived the wonderful life of a slave for many years.. serving.. loving and capturing the attention of many a Man for Her training. She was beautiful in and out. She was sassy and pressed buttons as often as She could... but She was a devoted slave. She was freed to join with a Man who would control Her as She needed.. She was the epitomy of a slave in private.. when He demanded.. and strongwilled out in public.. He liked that. For several years.. She was under His command with just a look.. or a touch.. and touch Her.. He did just that. He reached Her through Her mind... where Her secrets and desires flowed with a passion not measurable with words. She was happy.. well rounded and smiled all the time. They had a child.. life was good. But.. as all fairytales go.. something happened.. a dark cloud... things changed. Ohhh they still loved each other.. but that magic spark had faded. Something started a fire that made the Man begin to hit and hurt the girl. Perhaps it was the drink... perhaps it was that the girl never seemed to grow older. He was getting older.. She stayed young and vibrant. She had many personalities to accent a situation... He only had one. Was He bored? Or was He mad at the girl.. because nothing seemed to bother Her.
Flip the pages of the story ahead and this girl meets a Man.. One that promises Her the world.. cares for Her.. gives Her what She wanted and needed. Gave Her everything She was lacking in Her current situation. Their love grew.. they spoke everyday.. they professed their love for each other every day. He promised to take Her away from the bad Man that beat Her. Her bruises becomming too many to keep track of and stories of how and why were no longer able to be believable. She feared in a rage.. Her Mate would kill Her. Her plea's were becomming desperate. Over the course of a few more years.. the girl lived with Her Mate and saw this other Man as often as She could. He told Her how He couldnt wait till the joining was dissolved and they could be together. He would join Her.. they would live happily... and His constant descriptions of the life She so desperately wanted was always painted in Her mind by Him. He drilled into Her daily that She was His.. and He was Her's.. She was the only girl.. His only girl. It was perfect. But again.. in this fairytale.. something was not right. Something changed... He changed.. and the girl just knew in Her gut.. something was wrong. She found evidence of other Women.. His time became short with Her.. His talks quick and brief. She started to complain and even confronted Him with things... He would fly into a rage.. and He was a silver tongue Ost.. He lied well. She spoke to friends and though She heard their advice and their claims.. Her eyes were jaded. She saw the good in this Man... He wanted Her.. didnt He? He loved Her.. didnt He? He said so... He said so all the time. But She had to see it for Herself to believe it. Now She knows He was just telling Her everything She wanted to here. Everything was a lie... every.. single.. word.. was... crap. It came to a boil when the Mate of Her dream Man contacted Her. He was joined with Her and they had a family. The Woman knew of this Man's roving eyes and cheating heart. She was not mad at the girl.. but figured She should know. She was.. greatful but... Shock.. anger.. and immeasurable rage filled the girl. She had been played.. and good. Used. He had no excuse... and just brushed it off like "Oh well" And the girl wasnt the only one He had been playing like this. She had lists upon lists of His other names and lives. She found a few other girl's.. and their stories matched almost like twins. This Man prayed on Woman with like situations.. it made His job so much easier. Each one of them had trusted Him... and He.. whether He knew it or not.. had destroyed these Women in one simple move. Was He happy? Or did He just start to move forward again and begin searching for His next victim's?
Jump ahead just a small amount of time now... our girl is doing fine. Yes She has Her moments of anger.. and times of feeling stupid and the pain of being hurt... but She has the love of friends and family. She has trained Herself to think of a pile of shit when a thought of this snake pops into Her head... a big pile of shit begin scraped up off the sidewalk and tossed away. It makes Her laugh. She knows now She was not free with Him... instead.. Her heart now tells Her She is. She knows there is a Man out there to complete Her. He may be right under Her nose right now. Time will tell. She is guarded and will trust very few... only those that have given it in the past and remain so to this day.
Her story is one of warning for those out there that may also live this jaded life... watch out for the snake that is coiled to strike. Be careful and hold on tightly to your friends... they may just save your life someday.
They did for this girl.
"Closure"
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