Snow Flake || BTS

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She was pure evil. The incarnation of it if you will. My step-mother is constantly trying to kill me, I swear. Ever since my dad died of "natural causes", I've been in her "care". I'm convinced that she murdered my dad with something in that potion room
to get his money and now she's coming for me.

She's hated me since the begining, always giving me nasty looks and twisted scowls. She didn't even try to fake cry at my dad's funeral. That bitch.

When I came home from work
, I would always go straight to my room. I avoided her bullshit as fast as possible.

I didn't feel safe in this house. With it's large, empty, castle like halls that were only occupied by the occasional maid or Butler here or there. I felt like she could pop out and stab me at any time and no one would notice.

The worst part was the arranged marriage. My "future husband" was a horrible, horrible man, Avery Chancellor. He slept around, ignored his responsibilities, and drank, a lot. That drinking would lead to yelling, yelling would lead to fights, and fights would lead to hitting.

But I was confined inside this empty house. I was in an endless pool, begging and gasping for air while Lilith (my step-mother) and Avery were holding on to my ankles, dragging me down.

I longed to be free, to do what I wanted without the restraints of my world holding me back. But Lilith was a very feared and powerful woman. The second one of those henchmen of hers caught me, I'd be dead. Now of which didn't sound so bad.

"Khione! Get down here, you bitch, we're going on a date." The voice of my dreaded "husband" called from downstairs. A "date" normally consisted in us doing to a club and me just sitting there while I watch Avery fuck some girl in the corner. Whenever I try to say something about it, all he does is slap me and tell me that I'm just an ungrateful whore who sleeps around more than he does.

How? I can't even leave without someone watching me.

I got up and put on the nearest shoes and my coat before walking out of my room and downstairs to see Avery leaning at the door, talking to my evil step-mother.

"Took you long enough bitch. There's been a change of plans. Your mother is leaving out and we have the whole house to ourselves tonight. And I've been dying to put my dick in something all day." His lips curled up at my fearful reaction to his words. When ever he couldn't find his nightly fuck he would turn to me and force me to consent to sex with him.

"It isn't rape." He would say. "You gave me your consent." And I believed him. I had gave him my consent to put it in me, but it was a forced consent. The sex never pleasured me, Avery was very into pain play, but wouldn't give aftercare to help with the brusies and sometimes even bleeding.

I looked at Lilith for some kind of help, but she was most likely the one who told him to do it. She lothed me. And I had no idea why.

"Have a nice time." Her voice was sickly sweet, but poisonous at the same time as she walked out the front door, going God knows where at this time of night.

The second the door closed, Avery looked at me with a twisted grin. I stepped away from him only for him to reach out and grab my arm roughly. "Oh no you don't. We're gonna have fun tonight. I bought a new riding crop."

The man was relentless with his whips and often didn't know how to control himself when he got going. I cowered away from him only making him laugh.

He dragged me upstairs to my room with me fighting to get away from him the whole way. Avery threw me into my bed before walking out of the room to get his toys. I was to scared of what he would do to me if I moved, so I didn't.

Instead, I cried. I cried about the emmence pain that I was about to experience, I cried about my horrid husband and step-mother, I cried about how my father isn't here to protect me, I cried about my life.

Once Avery came back to the room with his whips, he closed and locked the door behind him before coming over to me. "Stop crying and strip, slut." I stayed where I was, paralyzed with fear.

It was only when his large, calloused hand came down on my face the a clap of thunder  that I started to sob. He grabbed my hair and pulled me up to face him. "I said, stop crying and strip.” He threw me back on the bed and watched as I feebley   started taking off my clothes, but the crying never stopped, the pain never stopped.

Finally, I was naked under him, weak and shaking. He never ceased his insults as he started stripping down too. If he wasn't such a horrible person, I would have actually thought he was attractive, but I could see under that handsome mask he put on.

"Alright, sweetheart. Lets have some fun." He climbed up over me and flipped my over so that my face was in the pillows and my ass my sticking up in the air, he said it's because I was too ugly to look at during sex.

Without any warning or lubricant, he shoved himself into my tight hole from behind. I screamed out from the pain and tried to get away, but he grasped my waist tightly to keep me in place.

"Stop. Move. Ing" He said each syllable with a dry thrust. Each one hurt more than the last.

Suddenly, there was a short pain in my back, followed by multiple more. He was whipping me. The stinging, searing pain in my back as he brought the crop down on me over and over again.

I was screaming and crying, begging for him to stop, but he just told me that I liked it and I was being a stubborn bitch.

I knew that he was close. Everytime he came, he pulled out, but he was so caught up in this that it didn't seem like he would. I needed to get away from him somehow. I couldn't be pregnant with his child, that would tie me to him forever.

I wasn't able to get him off of me before his sperm shot into me. I wailed in mourning.
My body ached, my hole was torn, and my my black was incredibly sore. I wanted nothing more than to die at that exact moment.

He finally pulled out of me, his semen spilling out as he did. I dragged me down to lie with him and I didn't fight. I just lied there limp and lifeless, tears silently spilling out of my eyes.

I was trapped her, with who was supposed to be my Prince Charming.

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I'm telling you right now that this is not the normal snow white story. The "Prince charming" is abusive and rapes her, her step-mother is just as evil as ever and the dwarfs are seven sexy Korean men.

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