Her cries fell on deaf ears…

“No! No! Please don’t do this.” She begged and cried while also trying to wriggle her way out of his powerful grip. But, he was too strong; he backhanded her and slammed her against the wall effortlessly. He pinned her there with his thigh and began to rip her clothes off her body. But, she would not stay still; she could not let him get what he wanted easily, he slapped her again across her face. She stopped struggling for a moment and looked into his eyes and, she thought she saw regret in there; a piece of the man she once knew. But, it was gone in an instant as if it had never been there and the monster was back.

“It didn’t have to come to this. It is entirely your fault.” He said. His breath was hot against her face. She admitted that she’d had dreams of losing her virginity to him, of giving herself completely to him because she loved him. But that had been before she found out his true intentions. He forced her legs apart against the wall. She stopped fighting and scratching, in fact, she stopped struggling all together.

He was right, it was all her fault, she had trusted too much, she had fallen in love and now she had brought disgrace to her family. She would surrender to her fate; it was her punishment for being a fool, for disobeying her father who loved her more than life itself. She prayed that she wouldn’t survive the assault and if she did, she would end her own life. She would never let the bastard get what he really wanted; she would die with a smile on her face. And that would be her perfect revenge.

With her legs held firmly apart and perfectly in place, he unbuckled his belt and unzipped his pants to free his hard and throbbing member. He was almost there; she looked at him and saw the excitement on his face. It would be all over once he penetrated her. She smiled now, thinking of how disappointed he would be when he was done. All he had dreamed of would never come true. She closed her eyes and waited for him to enter her. But he never did, he was yanked off her by a force more powerful than a whirlwind.

Well… the fury of a father was a force more powerful than any wind or storm.

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