Raped.

Raped.
“Get on with it, Mike. We’re all waiting our turn,” one of the men shouted.
Another added, “Shit, I can’t wait to release inside her.”
Claudia’s breathing hitched. She clenched her fists, nails digging into her palms. 
It was the only control she had, but she held onto it fiercely.
Mike dropped to his knees, caging Claudia between his legs before she could speak again.
“Perfect,” he whispered, eyes fixed on her trembling chest.
But Claudia didn’t stop fighting—not in her mind. 
She squeezed her eyes shut and had a quick flashback of the hardships that she had endured.
You’re stronger than this moment. You’ll survive this, Claudia. And one day, you’ll speak. You’ll rise. Claudia inwardly mused within herself as she forced her eyes wide open. 
She immediately shook her head. “No… no… no… please… I’ll give you anything else but—”
Claudia was unable to finish her plea before Mike struck her hard across the cheek, sending a stream of blood from her mouth.
“Arrr!” Claudia cried out, wincing, while Mike and his companion laughed at her pain. They seemed to be enjoying the spectacle of her suffering.
“Pfttt,” one of them scoffed.
“Nooooooo…. Please… don’t harm me.” Claudia whispered, almost as if she was now talking to herself. 
Claudia had realised that the more she struggled, the more danger she invited. 
Fear gripped her even more, tightening around her limbs like chains. 
Claudia was too afraid to resist physically, so she clung to the only defense she had left—her voice.
“No Please… please, don’t hurt me. This is wrong… it’s wrong so please…” Claudia whispered, biting her lower lip as her body trembled in terror.
To Claudia, the word “No” had always been sacred. It was a complete sentence which is firm, final, and deserving of respect. 
Claudia had used it before, during her father’s violent outbursts, and sometimes… just sometimes, it made him stop. That small power gave her comfort.
But tonight, “No” was meaningless.
None of the men cared what she wanted. No one asked for her consent. 
Claudia’s words were drowned in laughter and brutality and as the weight of that truth sank in, her strength drained away.
Maybe they would hear her better in silence.
Defeated, Claudia slowly open her clenched fist in surrender.
Mike smiled as he watched Claudia give in. He yanked the belt from his trousers and lowered them to his knees like a beast preparing to devour his prey.
“Someone help me…” Claudia whispered under her breath, trying to remain compose so that they won’t beat her even more and also, she tried to seem less terrified.
‘Perhaps, that might scare them off.’ Claudia thought. 
She forced herself to appear calm by pretending that didn’t want to escape—not because she accepted what was coming, but because she knew showing fear would only fuel Mike’s twisted excitement. 
Claudia didn’t want to look weak, even though she felt like a chained animal being dragged to slaughter.
The fear was suffocating, pressing against Claudia’s chest like a weight she couldn’t throw off. Still, she masked it.
“Guys, I think she’s horny. Look at how calm she is,” the man gripping her wrists said with a sick grin.
Claudia’s lips curled in a bitter, hollow scoff.
She knew then that she had no power left. 
It was either she lie there helpless and let them treat her like nothing, or pretend she wanted it, just to convince herself she still had a choice.
Claudia started to accept it. She feigned in her thoughts that she desired to be raped and was not ashamed of it.
She told herself that maybe if she pretended to want it, the pain would feel less real.
“Sexy,” Mike muttered, pulling out his dick and without warning he began to stroke it slowly.
“Let me taste those lips, my small virgin,” Mike growled, letting go of his dick as he gripped Claudia’s neck and pressing his mouth against her skin, biting and sucking like an animal. 
Just from his hot breath on Claudia's neck, she was strongly able to detect the pungent odor of lynx mixed with cannabis.
She struggled to mask her disdain since she wanted to get over what was currently going on.
Unfortunately, Claudia lacked bravery and fortitude, and she lacked the strength to stand up to his muscles and lust.
Mike and his companions believed they had the right to take whatever they wanted. To them, Claudia was less than human.
He exploited Claudia's skin by roaming his tongue across the area he had kissed and he murdered Claudia's spirit as he touched her by caressing her cheeks, savoring her skin as if marking what he owned. 
“Make it snappy Mike, we all have to fuck that pussy and kiss her in every part of her body.” The man holding firmly onto Claudia’s feet stated with a mockery scoffed. “Since she’s a virgin, I bet she’s fucking tight and sweet.” He added. 
Meanwhile, as the two other companions began to discuss with each other, Mike carried on with his duty. 
With every touch from Mike, Claudia felt herself slipping further away, her spirit crushed beneath the weight of Mike’s violation.
Her tears meant nothing to him. Her body was just a thing to be used.
To Mike and his companions, they made Claudia feel like tissue—something to be used, then thrown away.
Mike bit into Claudia’s neck again, harder this time, sucking her flesh like a starving predator. 
His teeth still clung to her skin when suddenly—