Personal sexual abuse narrative with no identifiable high‑profile actors

parts of my childhood. J reminisced how it had used to be before all my life turned upside down. Before all of the fights with my family, before I had to look after myself, and before I was a slave to men. Those days were too long gone now. With too many hard times passing me by it seemed surreal to think that life had ever even existed in the first place. With that thought I shook myself out of reminiscing that way. Whatever was going to happen was out of my control now, I just had to give myself some hope that I would have the strength to get myself out these circumstances before anything really bad happened. Chapter 2 The house was quiet so I just assumed Charlie was still asleep. | decided to get cleaned up and have a shower. Not even a knock on the door when Charlie walked in with ease. “Typical” I thought. It was an easy way for Charlie to break the ice. “You really are as beautiful as Ron said” as he opened the curtain. Watching me rinse myself in the shower and me knowing I had no way out of this except to go along with whatever he wanted. I just looked down at the mention of Ron’s name, wondering what else he had told Charlie about me. Realizing later that he wouldn’t have said anything anyways, in fear I would’ve been a damaged product that wouldn’t make him the money that young girls go for. He just sat on the side of the vanity top and continued to take observations of me standing submerged under the falling water. I avoided looking at him and let him do all the talking, after all I knew what I had to say was of no importance, that is if he was anything like Ron. Between the water beating down over my head I could slightly hear him ramble on about some club and restaurant he owned in FT. Lauderdale. He said he was going to take me shopping for some club outfits and we would party together tonight, as if | was supposed to be excited over this so-called treat of his. [looked up-and gave him a quick smile adding a compliant nod and turned my attention to turning off the faucets and quickly grabbing my towel. I was falling so far from who I used to be, shying away from my outgoing personality to a quiet girl that didn’t even recognize herself in the mirror anymore. I dried myself off and looked at the man standing between the doorway and me. He was still watching me with a sleazy look on his face but now preceded to move in my direction, arms wide open. He embraced me, running his hands up around my youthful curves, licking my neck and earlobes. Then his large, rough hands cupped my small breasts and continued downwards to fee! in between my legs. I 13 1) Copyright Protected Material CONFIDENTIAL GIUFFRE004146 knew what I had to do to get this over and done with as quick as possible, but I was dreading this moment from the second he greeted me at the door last night. I fell to my knees and gave into his demented perversions. Thankfully it didn’t last long before he climaxed and I was allowed to get myself dressed and ready to go out. I was nothing but money well spent in his mind. This was another extremely wealthy man with a completely new set of wants and needs asking a fourteen year old girl to affectionately dote on sexual desires to a man in his mid forties. I really hated myself, these men, and just about everything my life had boiled up to by this point, but I knew from a young age that to survive in this harsh world I would have to do many things | would not willingly choose to. At the shops he decided he would choose the clothes he paid for, which I might as well have been declared a teenage prostitute. Just like Ron he also liked it that way. The more degrading he was to me only proved his ownership of my body. He bought me tiny cocktail dresses, and skimpy outfits, which I thought closely, resembled the lingerie he’d also bought for me to wear for him. I noticed that day that he enjoyed parading me around the shopping mall and out for lunch at hooters, even joking with the waitress that he’d like to buy her uniform because he thought it'd look sexy on his new girlfriend. We arrived at his two in one, Restaurant and Club, at around nine o’clock in the evening. It was a revolving tower called “Hot Chocolates” in downtown Ft. Lauderdale. The food was delicious and for the first time since being with Ron, I ordered a hefty meal with steak and mashed potatoes with a scrumptious gravy smothered on top. Charlie ordered strong cocktails for us both and before I knew it my head was spinning and we were on the dance floor together. The music blared in my head and the rhythm of my body took over, completely forgetting about even dancing with Charlie and letting the music take ahold and work it’s magic. It didn’t do me any justice though as Charlie watched me imagining what pleasures lay in store for him later on. Taking me home before the club had even closed, he just couldn’t wait to indulge on exactly what he was fantasizing from beforehand. Once back at his townhouse he led me up the stairs into his bedroom and pushed me down in the middle of his bed. The motions from the wavy mattress made me dizzy and feel even drunker when he lay on top of me. Coming at me like a hungered beast wanting to ravage his next meal, it was intimidating as he entered into me with a forceful thrust, he moaned out in delectable heaves. ] looked away while he self indulged his own gratifying needs using my body as his instrument in pleasure. [ only grew stronger in my head letting the hatred for men desires intensify. 14 U Copyright Protected Material GIUIFFRLO04 147 HOUSE_OVERSIGHT_021151