My 200 pound attacker has me pinned face down to the ground. His left knee is pressed hard into the small of my back, and his left hand grasps both my hands together up over my head. With his free hand, he is slamming a bat on the ground next to my face while he shouts curses and bloodcurdling threats. Then suddenly, he puts the bat down and starts caressing my hair, breathing heavily as he whispers horrifying obscenities into my ear. Then the bat slamming starts again. |
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