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Click hereThis is the best I can gather. I was his toy. Manipulated. I guess it was easy. The violence. Extreme. Punishment in hospitals for misbehaving. Driving me there assuring me "you're sick." The choking and strangulation. The little pop inside my head when it got too tight around the collar. The time I bit to get free. I show that damage to the world now and then. I never hit back until he got really mad about the three way gone awry. I sometimes regret standing up that day. Showing someone else the extent of my servitude. I may never let go of that shame. Fooled into thinking it was love or a safe way out. No one moved but me. No one helped. To those who were "friends" or acquaintances, I find you as guilty as he is. No, you didn't strike me or even force but you took from someone who was all but dead on the floor. I hope you enjoyed it and burn in a special place in hell for sick fucks. I've even given windows for explanation. All I got was Nazi propaganda. Thanks. Fuck the lot of you. I've got nothing more to lose.