Matthew took me home in his shiny red convertible. When we actually got inside he kissed me deep and passionately, but I wasn’t in the mood for this. The words just slipped out, “what the hell are you doing!?” “I’m not in the mood, I just got out of detention and now I have to put up with this! What is your problem!” that’s when he got really mad and decided that he wanted to have some really evil fun with me.

As much as I protested, he did it to me. First he undressed me forcefully and then tied me to the bed. It was horrible. I was crying hard and then he want and started to play around with me. He started by cupping my cheek with his hand. He told me to stop crying but my cry was uncontrollable. It just wouldn’t stop, so he slapped my face which made me cry even harder.

He started to blow me and I seriously felt violated but he didn’t stop there. He decided that I was being tortured enough. I was screaming for help but he then taped my mouth shut to make me quiet. Then he started to ride me. With his dick in me, I was still trying to scream even with taped over my mouth.

When he was done with me he just dressed himself, untied me from the bed and left me there naked and horrified at what just happened.

I thought to myself ‘he just raped me literally and of my innocence.’

I took a shower and tried to forget my misfortune. Images and thoughts popping into my head. “How could Matthew do that to me.” I was still crying my eyes out but of coarse Matthew wouldn’t care.

Then I heard my phone ringing. I was too scared to check and see who it was.