TW Physical abuse
Dominique
It was in the middle of the night when the shed door was opened and the lights turned on. I blinked my eyes open as Marvin and Justin came in with two other women. Marvin was holding an emerald evening gown and silver heels.
“Boss wants you to get dressed. These women are here to doll you up. Don’t ask for help, they don’t speak English. Take a shower, you have an hour.”
An hour passed. The dress fit me perfectly, my hair was piled on top of my head and my make-up was flawless.
“You look beautiful,” Marvin said.
I ignored his compliment. I didn’t know what he was doing, we weren’t friends. He used my body whenever he wanted. But lately he’s been more tender towards me. Did he think he was in love with me? I scoffed and walked forward towards the main
