And No One Stopped Them | Part 3
Is there a love more cruel?
Squeezing my upper arm till it stung, my mother reached up under my dress with her other hand and roughly yanked off my panties. Tears rolled quietly down my cheeks; I knew what was coming next.
“No, Mummy! Please! Don’t!” I begged, as she picked me up and slammed me down on my back…