Dad pinned me down, saying, "Forget about your mother who abandoned you," as he frantically thrust his hips into me. Two years ago, after Dad's business failed and he was crushed by massive debt, our lives fell apart overnight. Mom couldn't take it anymore and left home. After that, Dad forbade me from seeing her, severing our family ties. Since then, things never improved—they only got worse. Eventually, pushed to his limit, Dad demanded I sell my body. "We're family—we have to help each other," he said, forcing himself on me. Timid and helpless, I could do nothing but obey through tears. I was tormented by client after client, begging "I don't want this anymore," only for them to hug me tightly, praise me with "Good girl, you did well," and rape me again. At school, I wasn't allowed to join clubs or make friends. Day after day, I was forced to service Dad and his clients. In this hellish existence, a dark, festering pus swelled within my heart. Maybe I'd finally find peace if it just burst and consumed me. Then, a message arrived from Mom: "Let's run away from there and live together." There was no apology for abandoning our family, but still, it was a ray of hope for me. Tonight, another man's hands crawl over my body. Another unwanted night begins. But if I can just endure this moment, someday, surely—someday I'll be free. A girl who killed her own heart for the sake of family finally breaks under relentless male assault, her moans and sobs spilling out uncontrollably. The tragic tale of a pitiful girl.
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