numbness set in. Survival mode took over. I shut down and ignored what was happening to keep myself from shattering. He moaned at the agonized sounds I made, and when he’d finally gotten his fill, the camera was switched off. I have no idea how long he violated my body for, it could’ve been minutes or hours, but my chest ached from the onslaught. He hadn’t touched me below the waist, and for that, I was grateful,
