D Simmonds via Compfight cc

I feel the blood between my legs – pure hatred stiffens my weak limbs as I pick up his camera.
“Brothers, step aside. I want to take a picture, it will be the last one posted on the homepage of this sick swine.”
Two brothers pull his head up so that “Rapist”, written on his forehead, is visible in the harsh light of the basement where he held me captive.
After taking some pictures my brothers let go of him. I smear a track with my blood from his shackled ankles towards the open door.
“Let the rats have him.”

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Look at Ofelia’s idea: http://ofeliagrand.com/2014/12/31/peeping/