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sunwarmed-ash · 7 months

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Silence Isn't Golden snippit

hi i got really excited this one even got voted on and it gave me enough muse to write a lil so I'm gonna share it with you as a treat (it's under the cut, the link is for the full fic)

love you and please read the tags 💚

TWs: torture/kidnapping, mentions of sexual assault, mental abuse, anorexia/eating disorders, suicidal ideation/attempt

Tags: Mute!Draco, post HBP and the battle for hogwarts, sequel to Certainly Professor, evil!Snape, auror Harry, draco is also a hedge witch, isolation, sad!Draco

Day 17 in confinement

Counting the seconds as the seemingly endless days pass in isolation and agony becomes comforting. It's the only reason I know how many days its been. There are no windows in my cell. No clock. No art on the walls in the room in front of me either. Just three concrete pillars with a glass front and my shattered psyche to keep me company in the darkness.

It's also coincidentally the first day the door to the upstairs opens. It feels monumental, if not fucking terrifying. Harry’s hands on my skin are the only thing keeping me from succumbing to the full force of my anxiety.

The man who comes down the stairs is not the man who purchased me. He’s younger, taller, and strikes a familiar chord in my brain though I can’t be sure of any facts any more. Maybe I’ve met him, maybe not.

“Oh how the mighty fall,” the man chuckles cruelly. Whether or not I know him, he knows me, and I push myself further back in my cage. “Though it does give me peace to see two Malfoys behind bars. Metaphorically in your case.”

He takes as many steps forward. His hand touches the glass. It doesn't electrocute him. “Can’t say I don’t love this. Seeing your posh ass so fucking destitute. You’re so pathetic Draco not even your father would spit on you if he could see you now.” The man cackles then, hard, before spitting a harsh truth I hoped I wouldn't have to face yet. “If he was still alive that is. Can’t say you don't deserve the same punishment. You and your entire wretched bloodline. Everything you’ve done to mine, for generations.”

‘I didn't do anything,’ I insist, though no sound leaves my lips. I may have been pulled into and forced against my own will to commit atrocities in my 6th year but- I’ve never hurt anyone, not like that. Nothing permanent. Nothing that couldn't be reversed.

At least I don’t think…

The man's eyes continue to rake over my body.

“No ones looking for you. Now that the Dark Lord is dead, the world is rightfully hostile towards any and all of his followers. Many are even willing to pay a substantial amount to get their hands on former death eaters. At least, the ones not already in line for execution in Azkaban. But you just happened to luck out of that charge didn’t you? But I’m sure that had everything to do with Severus, not you. You're not particularly clever.”

He’s right, I’m not. Dumbledore even said so before he died. My fathers been saying it for years.

“I’m going to torture you Draco. To the brink of death. And then, I’ll heal you. And then, I’ll start again.”

‘WHY! FUCKING WHY! WHAT DID I EVER DO TO YOU!’ I demand, though none of my words will ever be heard. The man seems to understand anyway because he says,

“The Malfoy line will end with you. Don’t you get it? It’s the only way to restore balance to the world.”

#sunwarmed ash #find me on ao3 #draco malfoy #silence isnt golden #hurt draco malfoy #draco malfoy angst #drarry #severus snape #harry potter

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anonymousredactedconfessions · 7 months

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Okay. This confession is gonna be a doozy. Sorry, Priest. TW for sexual assault, grooming, and pedophilia.

I think it's hypocritical for everyone (Erik included( to be so upset about shipping Caelum because he's "mentally a child" when the Asset (android listener) is right there. I hate people misusing the word pedophilia for ships that they don't like, but considering a few factors I think this situation fits.

Marcus literally wrote the obsession code into the Asset's programming, undermining their ability to give consent before they were fully realized as a person. Before they ever got the chance to comprehend things like consent, and what sort of consequences engaging in a sexual relationship with someone has. Especially when that someone has direct power over you. Who guides and mentors you, and is supposed to help you develop as a person. Marcus might not have the same level of outward control over the Asset as a parent, but he has more control over their internal thought processes because he's in charge of building and implementing their code=thoughts. He is supposed to be the "responsible adult" in that situation, and he took advantage of them, emotionally and physically. They aren't human, so the "Age of consent" laws aren't applicable, but the rationale behind those laws and who they're meant to protect are the same. He groomed them into being a perfect subordinate "partner" at their expense, and the Asset had no way of knowing how wrong it was, or any way to escape that situation without help because of that damned code that has been a part of them since before they attained sentience, their metaphorical birth.

#redacted asmr #redacted audio #confessions

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hxrtfelt · 5 years

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“SHE HAS NO NAME. NO FACE. A VIRTUAL GHOST ─

THE GIRL IS NO ONE...AND SO SHE IS E V E R Y O N E.”

⌠ 𝑫𝑨𝑵𝑰𝑬𝑳𝑳𝑬 𝑪𝑨𝑴𝑷𝑩𝑬𝑳𝑳, 𝟐𝟑, 𝑪𝑰𝑺𝑭𝑬𝑴𝑨𝑳𝑬, 𝑺𝑯𝑬/𝑯𝑬𝑹 ⌡ welcome back to gallagher academy, 𝑲𝑨𝑻𝑬𝑹𝑰𝑵𝑨 𝑯𝑨𝑹𝑻! according to their records, they’re a 𝑻𝑯𝑰𝑹𝑫 year, specializing in 𝑹𝑬𝑺𝑬𝑨𝑹𝑪𝑯 & 𝑫𝑬𝑽𝑬𝑳𝑶𝑷𝑴𝑬𝑵𝑻 + 𝑨𝑫𝑽𝑨𝑵𝑪𝑬𝑫 𝑬𝑵𝑪𝑹𝒀𝑷𝑻𝑰𝑶𝑵; and they 𝑫𝑰𝑫 𝑵𝑶𝑻 go to a spy prep high school. when i see them walking around in the halls, i usually see a flash of ( 𝑲𝑵𝑬𝑬-𝑯𝑰𝑮𝑯 𝑩𝑶𝑶𝑻𝑺 𝑨𝑮𝑨𝑰𝑵𝑺𝑻 𝑻𝑰𝑮𝑯𝑻 𝑺𝑲𝑰𝑹𝑻𝑺, 𝑷𝑬𝑨𝑹𝑳 𝑨𝑪𝑪𝑬𝑺𝑺𝑶𝑹𝑰𝑬𝑺, and 𝑯𝑨𝑼𝑵𝑻𝑰𝑵𝑮 𝑰𝑹𝑰𝑺𝑬𝑺 ). when it’s the 𝑮𝑬𝑴𝑰𝑵𝑰’s birthday on 𝟔/𝟔/𝟏𝟗𝟗𝟔, they always request their 𝑩𝑳𝑼𝑬𝑩𝑬𝑹𝑹𝒀 𝑽𝑰𝑶𝑳𝑬𝑻 𝑬𝑪𝑳𝑨𝑰𝑹𝑺 from the school’s chefs. looks like they’re well on their way to graduation.

* / CHARACTER INFLUENCES: NATASHA ROMANOFF ( Marvel ) + VILLANELLE ( Killing Eve ) + ALEC HARDISON ( Leverage ) + ROSA DIAZ ( Brooklyn 99 ) + CIPHER ( Fate of the Furious ) + ELLIOT ALDERSON ( Mr. Robot ) + ARYA STARK ( Game of Thrones )

* / VINE REFERENCES: x x x

* / PERSONAL ANTHEM: SMOKE AND MIRRORS - Gotye

Hi all, I’m Bri and this is my other mess of a child KATERINA. Feel free to like this post or hmu on discord if you want to plot :)

TW: Child abuse. Read with caution.

* / GENERAL INFORMATION

ALIAS: Katerina Hart.

REAL NAME: [ REDACTED ].

KNOWN AS: Kat, Kitten, Kitty.

CODENAME: Wraith

AGE: Twenty-three.

DATE OF BIRTH: June 6, 1996 ( fake ).

PLACE OF BIRTH: [ REDACTED ].

GENDER: Cisgender female.

PRONOUNS: She/her.

SEXUAL ORIENTATION: Pansexual.

RELIGION: Athiest.

* / PHYSICAL & MENTAL CHARACTERISTICS

HEIGHT: 4′11.

WEIGHT: 122 lbs.

HAIR COLOUR: Brown.

EYE COLOUR: Blue-green.

TATTOOS: None.

PIERCINGS: Standard lobes.

BODY TYPE: Petite but toned.

PHYSICAL HEALTH: Peak.

NOTABLE PHYSICAL CHARACTERISTICS: Heart-shaped lips, piercing eyes.

FACE CLAIM: Danielle Campbell.

VOICE CLAIM: Danielle Campbell’s speaking voice.

CLOSET / STYLE: Jenny Humphrey ( S3 ) COMBINED w/ Blair Waldorf ( S1 ).

ILLNESSES / CONDITIONS: None.

ADDICTIONS: None.

VICES: Murder???

* / BACKGROUND, OCCUPATION & EDUCATION

BIRTHPLACE: [ REDACTED ].

RAISED: “The Institute”.

CURRENT RESIDENCE: Gallagher Academy.

SPOKEN LANGUAGES: English, Bulgarian, Spanish, German, Porteguese, and Italian.

EDUCATION LEVEL: n/a.

FINANCIAL STATUS: n/a.

* / FAMILIAL BACKGROUND

FATHER: [ REDACTED ].

MOTHER: [ REDACTED ].

SIBLINGS: [ REDACTED ].

BIRTH ORDER: [ REDACTED ].

RELATIONSHIP WITH FAMILY: n/a.

PATERNAL GRANDPARENTS: [ REDACTED ].

MATERNAL GRANDPARENTS: [ REDACTED ].

SIGNIFICANT OTHER: n/a.

* / PERSONALITY

POSITIVE: Intuitive, clever, determined, and strategic.

NEGATIVE: Insensitive, smart-mouthed, arrogant, and merciless.

ZODIAC: Gemini.

MBTI TYPE: INTJ.

MORAL ALIGNMENT: Lawful neutral.

HOGWARTS HOUSE: Ravenclaw.

AESTHETIC: Pearl headbands and leather jackets, heels on marble floors, clear lip gloss, perfect hems with a hint of grunge, soft curls, macarons and champagne for brunch, manipulative intentions, sweet lies and half-truths, invisible scars, arched eyebrow, head above heart, smoke and mirrors, hidden agendas for false gods

* / BIO: There’s not much to say about this orphan. Not what led her to orphanhood or where she was born. All she knows is that she was taken in by GHOST, an agency that works outside of central governments by being the necessary evil the world needs in order to keep from falling into chaos. That necessary evil? Recruiting kids and turning them into child soldiers.

GHOST operates under the guise that in order to protect the world, those in charge of protecting it must be stripped of human fallacy. Greed, corruption, morality, they’re all vices that hold even the best of the best back. In order to battle this, they take in orphans. They train them, raise them, then send them out into the world ready to fight the battles no one else can.

These agents are trained to not consider themselves as people. They are no one. Shadows of the world, g h o s t s. Masters of disguise, skilled hackers, and brutal killers; they can take down an entire empire in one night if they so choose to. Only they don’t. The world is a grey area with red tape interfering at every turn. When someone is needed to unravel that tape, be the monster to hunt monsters, their agents are sent in. No one knows who originally started the GHOST initiative, or whether it is truly outside any government reach, all they know is what their overseers tell theme.

Her name is WRAITH. One of their best. No mission done by her has failed, and that’s why they sent her out of all their recruits to Gallagher. Her specialty is infiltration, information retrieval ( whether it be data-based or through physical means ) and destabilization. And that’s what she plans to do. Only...she doesn’t know why. The girl was taught to be logical above anything, no matter the costs. So why send her to college for spies? What information could they possibly have that GHOST doesn’t? Her questions were left unanswered, which only made her more curious.

Her curiosity led her to encrypted files, mostly redacted, with codenames and metaphors she’d never heard of. What she didn’t expect to find, were her own files hidden within them. The girl had never been particularly curious about her past, as she was taught not to, but upon seeing her file for the first time she began to wonder if she should be. Half of it was redacted, including the names of relatives, her birthplace, and means of extraction. Why would an orphan, someone abandoned, have so much redacted information surrounding their family? Did she use to be someone? Does she still have someone?

And why was she EXTRACTED...?

Just more questions that plagued her upon enrollment at the spy university. Here she would be known under the alias of KATERINA. The files given to her that tell her of the fabricated backstory GHOST cooked up for her say that she’s to be just as wealthy and affluent and intelligent as her fellow classmates. A p e r f e c t cover. Usually, putting on a new face, becoming someone else, was the refreshing part of the job. The exciting part. But this time around, she can’t help but admit that becoming this faux persona is a lot harder now that her own identity remains hanging in the balance.

* / INNER THOUGHTS: Being a double agent is nothing new to her. There’s nothing but the mission. Or at least, there only used to be. An expertly trained agent is who she is, calculating and smart and loyal to her cause. But now that she knows there might be more towards her history, she finds herself going rogue while here at Gallagher. While she’s still dedicated to her mission overall and is easily befriending anyone she needs to do so, a part of her thirst’s for the knowledge that GHOST has kept from her. Their betrayal runs deep. If she can’t use Gallagher resources to find out, then she just might take a chance and force the hand of the institution that has been keeping her in the dark all these years.

* / WANTED RELATIONS: people she can get close to in order to extract information from, people who make her “”feel stuff”” as her secrets are making her more vulnerable than normal, maybe someone who starts catching on to her secret, and the usual ( enemies, lovers, etc... )

#gallagher:intro

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prorevenge · 6 years

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How I stopped my co-workers and I being bullied, by outing that awful woman as a serial sexual assaulter. TW mentions of sexual assault.

I think this is a pro-revenge, if not tell me and I will post it elsewhere!

Also, this will be a long one... I am very verbose, and it spills over into text too!

A long time ago I worked for a fast food place that has a very noticeable “golden” (bright yellow usually) symbol.

The People Involved:

Me: a 17-19 year old male living in a medium sized town in the UK. (I am now old, relatively, damn, how does that happen? :) ) Also a giant toker at the time, had dreadlocks and smoked almost everyday.

Bitchqueen: a hostile, but shockingly beautiful, and thoroughly nasty human woman, approx 19-23 ish during all this nonsense.

TheBigMan: a 2nd assistant manager who I got on really well with from day one. He took no shit from bullshitters, had zero tolerance for Bitchqueen (his usual greeting was something like “Hey Bitchqueen, who are you going to pick on today?”) and if he saw her bullying someone he would just walk in between her and the victim and bend down to stare in her face. She would walk off and pretend nothing had happened. More than once he stated if BQ were a man she would have been beaten senseless by him by now. He hated violence, but she was really awful! Also he was a bit of a unit. As in 250lbs of muscle and a gym obsession long before it was cool! Also a fairly big smoker, we used to get high after work a lot with some of the other employees.

AwesomeManager: my stores 1st assistant manager, who was a wonderful women who helped me as a human a lot in a huge number of ways. Protecting me from Bitchqueen was only part of it.

Senior Area Manager: who I will call SAM, since all the actual Sam's I have know have all been good dudes too! Also a great protector from the BS of BQ.

MonsterBitch: the new store manager and the proximate cause of her own, and BQ's downfall. Also a troll faced harridan who oozed hate and bitterness.

So time to tell the tale of how it panned out.

I had been there a year or so before Bitchqueen was promoted to manager. Until then she was obnoxious but powerless, but somehow, after marrying the store manager she got a promotion (jumping the next two steps up at that) to second assistant manager. Surprising eh?

I had been warned by TheBigMan when I was first hired to never be alone with her as she had a number of young men fired for “groping” her by her Store Manager-BF/Fiancé/Husband (even when the video showed that there was no close contact let alone groping in some of those cases . I was super careful in this regard.

Bitchqueen started playing games with the rota against me and a few others she hated. I think she hated me because I got along with most people, and she always hated sociable and non-bitchy people. Her favourites got the best shifts and the people she hated had our hours cut and shifted about without warning. She would pencil in changes a few minutes before a shift started (I caught her doing it but her store manager husband didn't want to deal with it) and then send home the one who turned up for their (now given away) shift with a warning. She would then call up and scream at the one who was off, but now suddenly on shift, for not arriving when they had no idea the shift was changed. It's sort of genius really, getting two workers Bitchqueen hated in one blow! She did try this crap on me but I just called Awesome Manager and she checked the computer records and sorted it out, she also let Bitchqueen know she was going to be checking the rota daily and approving all changes, so Bitchqueen had to find a new tactic.

I was a pretty hard worker (it made the time pass quicker for me) and was friends with the AwesomeManager (and TheBigMan), who protected me from Bitchqueens bullshit almost all of the time, and would fix things when shit happened while AwesomeManager was off work. I also cultivated a good relationship with with our SAM, and he ended up setting up a special store rescue team to sort out failing (franchise usually) stores in the area, placing me in charge of it as the top trainer of the group (Bitchqueen was maybe 7 months into being a manager at this point). This made me more or less untouchable (as long as I kept my nose clean) and so Bitchqueen went mental. She started on my friends, bullying and abusing them in work, and trying to get them all written up. They told me and I told AwesomeManager, she slapped Bitchqueen down again, metaphorically of course. TheBigMan made some complaints about her treatment of the other staff and she calmed down a little. Until her husband got “promoted” to a different store some distance away. Later SAM admitted this was an attempt to calm the drama at our store... But how wrong it all went!

Our new store manager was a MonsterBitch, but good at hiding it to begin with. After a few weeks AwesomeManager noticed that only young women were getting accepted after interviews, and pointed this out to Me and TheBigMan, and asked us to keep out eyes and ears out for anything dodgy going on. It wasn't long until it became clear what was happening.

I had made pretty good friend with one of the new hires (I admit it, I was interested and she was hot ), I will call her ShyNSweet, she was a lovely but very sheltered young lady from a nearby village, living in a house share in the town we worked in. She went out with “the girls” a group centred on MonsterBitch, Bitchqueen and a couple of MonsterBitch's “friends” on a Friday, and the next day in work was really distracted. We finished at the same time so I offered ShyNSweet a lift (that is I gave her a ride home in my car for our American friends) and she said yes since we lived pretty close together. In the car I asked if she had a fun night (just asking to fill the time, I wasn't digging at this point) and she replied in a very non-committal way. I remembered her saying she had a great time to Bitchqueen earlier during our shift so I asked her if she was OK. She burst into tears and told me that she had been the back of a Taxi with MonsterBitch and one of the “friends” (Bitchqueen was upfront) and MB and the friend had been groping ShyNSweet really hard (she showed me some bruises on her sides and thighs later, she said she had more on her boobs) and telling her she had to go back to their house and “experience real sex”. I was livid! But I tried to be outwardly calm. I told her that they should be punished, and I would support her, and I knew that SAM, AwesomeManager and TheBigMan would all have her back. I recommended we go to the police, but she was afraid she would lose her job. I knew she wouldn't, but couldn't convince her quickly and I didn't want to traumatise her further, so I just said what ever she chose I would support, and to call me if she is ever in a similar situation and I will come get her. She hugged me for ages crying and we went and had a cup of tea in her house. Her flatmate knew something was up and I encouraged ShyNSweet to tell her too. She did and I left after making them more tea.

I had to do something, but I couldn't directly involve ShyNSweet, and although I knew SAM, AwesomeManger and TheBigMan would believe me I had no direct evidence of an assault. So what to do? Well the first thing was to check where I stood legally, and it turns out the UK is a one party consent recording jurisdiction. As long as I am in place with no reasonable expectation of privacy I don't have to inform anyone I am recording audio or video, at least according to the lawyer I asked who is a friend of my step-father. Work counted as no expectation of privacy, so I was good to record everything. Of course back then the smallest video cameras were the size of a small shoe box and really expensive, and I was a burger-chucker, so cash was tight (smoking a lot of weed didn't help there either). But you could get some reasonably cheap audio recording stuff, that with an ok microphone could be hidden in my shirt. So I started a log of Bitchqueen and MonsterBitch's antics in the store, it was nearly 8 months of recordings in total before the fan was struck by faeces. While they didn't direct much at me anymore I was able to capture multi-minute rants from both of those awful harpies on almost every shift for about six months, in one recording I got Bitchqueen ranting at a co-worker for about 20 mins and then me for another 30 mins or so after I redirected her towards me. They would call workers (almost always men, but any woman who had turned them down got some shit thrown their way too), stupid, useless and worthless etc, with lots of fun adult words mixed in. They also got into the habit of threatening everyone they dislike with firing.

I also got a lot of audio from young women about how creepy and sexually inappropriate MonsterBitch, Bitchqueen and their little gang of “lesbian” managers (most of them were or had dated men, so Bi I guess, but horrible humans regardless of their orientations) were to the women who worked for us. I got several direct statements about female co-workers being abused and told to keep quiet by the abuse gang members on various girls nights out, and a few of them referred to bad things happening at MonsterBitch's house when they were too drunk to remember everything. Basically we had a blackmail and rape gang operating in our midst!

The final attack on me came when I was called into work by AwesomeManager and told I was being investigated for smoking weed on shift. While I did smoke a lot of weed at the time I never went to work high (food you get fired for eating without permission and the munchies don't mix), and anyway that day in particular the accusation was dated was one where I hadn't had any for a couple of days or been able to sort any out for a smoke after work either. So I was totally truthful when I was asked about it by AwesomeManager, and she said that because of the bullying she was escalating this to SAM, so she “suspended” me on full pay pending an investigation. The next day SAM called me and asked me to come for a formal interview, as the first part of the information finding process. He also said TheBigMan was on shift and would be happy to be my witness. So I went down and sat in the crew room waiting for SAM with TheBigMan. SAM stuck his head around the door and said “Deny everything to do with weed!” and winked. He stepped out again and then opened the door with a serious face and asked myself and TheBigMan to come through to the back office. We went through a few questions and I answered everything truthfully (pretty sure SAM thought I was smoking that day but gave no fucks about weed) and the interview ended with SAM reinstating me, paying me for the previous day and the interview day and giving me another store to fix for two weeks to get me away from Bitchqueen and the pack of harpies.

When I was back from the failing store, but not working that Monday, I got a call from ShyNSweet. MB and BQ had told her she had to come to their “Girls only” house party that Friday (it was going to be a BBQ and probably a lot of raping drunk girls by hostile lesbians). The rape gang had been telling all the attractive girls to go to the party or “think about finding a new job if you can't be a team player”. (MB, BQ and another horror worked at our store, the other 3 worked at a nearby store)

And that was the straw that broke the proverbial camels back! I had those awful bitches!

I had organised the audio files into groups by person and topic, I had over 10 hours of insults and abuse recorded and I had nearly another 10 hours of staff telling me how they had been abused by BQ, MB and their pack of rapists.

I called SAM and told him I had to speak to him that day, he agreed and we met at a competitors store (I think they have a kingdom of burger chuckers ;) ) at lunchtime where I sat him down in front of my awful (at the time super cutting edge lol) laptop and had him listen to bits of the rape allegations first.

He started shaking with rage after about 30 seconds, stopped it and told me to go to the police.

I then started on the abusing rants messages and he listened to bits of a bunch of them and asked for copies of those files. I had already burned them to CD so I handed them over and went to the police station.

I asked for a woman police officer and had her listen to the abuse allegations. She took a CD copy of those and told me to be quiet while the investigated. I said fine, but that this Friday the rape gang would have a number of under 18's at an alcohol fuelled rape party. She asked for and got the address and details. I passed on the names of all the women who I knew for sure had been attacked in the past too, since the police wanted to contact them to confirm things, the police here never give out witness information so I was safe from retaliation.

The next Thursday I was on a late shift, so I arrived around 15:15 and when I got there the store was shut but the staff were inside. I got let in and told what had happened.

MonsterBitch and Bitchqueen had been on day shifts and were apparently non-stop talking about how great their girls only party would be, how any girl who had a boyfriend would dump him after spending the night with them, and how any women who didn't attend were basically traitors to womankind. After about 6 hours of this, and at around 14:00 6 police officers come into the store and arrest MonsterBitch and BitchQueen on suspicion of sexual assault, blackmail, extortion and assault. They were both removed in handcuffs and SAM was there just after the police to shut them out of the computers and officially suspend them. When I arrived they were just getting set to re-open so we got back to work.

Later I got more info on the case, my best friends older brother was in the police force locally and he kept us updated. MB's rape house was raided, the police found lots of videos of what was clearly assaults on drunk and non-consenting women. They got lots of text message evidence for planning sexual assaults and talking about how to control young female employees to get them to have sex with the rapists. They also had lots of threatening messages to victims to be quiet or face revenge/loss of job etc. All their victims were under 20, with most being 16-18. But the deepest fuck up for them came from this evidence, and I had no idea when I got this all in motion.

MonsterBitch had picked up a young woman from a club a few months earlier. This young lady was up for lesbian sex with MB, BQ and another friend, while a fourth on filmed it. But the young lady was 15 and just looked over 18 with makeup etc. So the rape gang had produced child porn inadvertently.

MB, BQ and all the other managers who were involved were fired after the arrests/charges.

They were all charged with a number of things, but the courts back then were even more lenient to female sexual offenders than they are now, so none of them saw prison. But they were all banned from working with children, or in an environment where children will be present, and the ones who were married/in a relationship were all divorced/broken up inside a year. Because of the UK laws at the time they were also not named publicly.

I know Bitchqueen never really recovered or grew past this, I see her now and again if I visit my mother, and she is still beautiful, but so clearly broken its almost sad.

ShyNSweet was my girlfriend for a year or so a few years later, we parted on good terms as she was off to study overseas.

AwesomeManager went on to be a store manager, and then a Pro Dominatrix, which wasn't a real surprise to me ;) She was/is a fun lady

TheBigMan, went on to run an IT dept in a large company, still a top bloke!

And I ended up in a field I love, being paid actual money to more or less mess about all day, and that is doing my job! :)

(source) (story by burgerchucker)

#prorevenge #by burgerchucker #pro revenge #revenge stories #pro revenge stories #pro #revenge #revenge story #last10

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auntiejethisis · 5 years

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YALL MIND IF I RAMBLE ABOUT SOME FUCKED UP SHIT

[ tw: Drug Abuse/use. Overdosing. Violence. Child abuse. Mental / Emotion abuse. Death/dying. Physical abuse. Sexual abuse/pedophilia]

[Dont feel compelled to read if these topics make you nervous/distressed/upset. If you did read it and I missed a tag, please PM me so I can add it because this will be a very long and very hard post for me to make]

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So I've been quiet on the topic for the past few days. On Tuesday (6 days ago) my significant other got kicked out of my dad's home. We were arguing really loudly and I've been ridiculously stressed for the past.......... 7 months and everything just boiled over. Unfortunately, my father got involved, and took my side. He told Brandon to "get the fuck outta my house or I'm gonna kick your fuckjng teeth in!" The worst part is, yeah, it was a bad fight but him getting involved with it made the whole fucking thing escalate.

The way he yelled made me break down in the most upsetting way, all over my father yelling. The reason was, the way he screamed at Brandon was how he yelled at my sisters and I since we were small. Bran's 23, a grown ass adult man and the sound of his shout sent me right fucking back to being a kid in his house and him screaming at me up the stairs. I had no idea what the fuck to do, and if Bran didnt basically carry me outta there, I wouldn't of left because I was afraid. I was so fucking afraid of what would happen to me if I did. I considered fighting to stay, I was paralyzed with fear the whole time to the car ride to his fathers.

He takes 'pride' that he didnt hit us like Grandpa Porte did for him (which makes me disgusted ) since all 3 of us are super fucked up. My two sisters are unfortunately addicted to cocaine. So is my father. My mom does a lot of pain killers. It messes up my mentality to think that out of all of us, I'm the most sober and it drags all the way back to this fucking place, it all started with him and this fucking place. Mom got addicted to pain killers after my sisters and I were born because she was so miserable being here.

He never did set a good example for any of us and for my two other sisters, he babie's them. He still does because none of them talk to him anymore. My sisters haven't been to my father's house in over 5 years because he's such an abusive piece of shit. And because they dont talk to him, but they talk to me, he would get mad at me for them not responding to him. All of his anger about Allison and Vanessa always came out at me.

I was always afraid of my dad because he was, metaphorically, powerful. The community we live in, everyone has fallen for his narcissism, where he hasn't done anything wrong. I was afraid because it felt as though I was always being watched; I couldnt be anything less than perfect or else he would know. I couldn't skip school. I couldn't hang out with certain people. I couldn't do this or that or anything without him knowing. I couldnt trust that anyone here could help me.

Brandon's family were the first people I talked to about what happened, after Brandon told his father he knows and remembers being raped as a child. We were drinking at Raym's (something I seldom do) and Raymond asked me why my dad and mom broke up when they seemed so happy. It made me so pissed that even Raym, my father-in-law and the first man to ever love me like a daughter, could not see through his shit. I exploded, cried, talked about something that happened so long ago that it had... felt as if it hadn't happened. He listened, and at first he didn't believe it, but the thing was, he believed me.

When I was around 8-9, I saw my dad beat up my mom. My sister Vanessa (only 14) was already kicked out by my father, and my sister Allison (10-11) was hiding during this. I was traumatized and a foolish child who watched the whole thing. I watched my mom try to fight back, but her being so small (pain killer addiction) she couldn't. My dad dragged her by her hair through the dirt, he hit her in the face with a rock, punched her, kicked her. Even 13 years later, I can still hear her crying in the front yard, watching dad storm up the front porch and hearing him slam the door. I remember rushing to my room because I was afraid he would come upstairs. I remember the small creaks of the stairs that my mom use to follow and I followed as I lived there so the stairs wouldn't make a noise. I remember her washing off her face to remove the blood, but the bruises and scratches were still on the woman I loved more than I could ever know. I remember the quiet 8 minutes she gave us to pack and told us not to make a sound and her herding us past my father who stared furiously at her, but wouldn't touch her, because we were in front of her. I remember her crying in the car because she forgot her cellphone charger and we needed to find a place to live. We slept in the car at the back of the island, me lying in the back and my sister and her lying down in the front seat. The next morning we stopped at the house, and my mother begged me to run inside to grab her charger, and asked me because she knew he wouldn't hurt me. I didn't believe that after I saw what I saw. It was one of the worst things I have ever witnessed and when I walked inside, there sat my dad in the same spot. I also made an impulse decision to grab my favourite bear, slipped past the living room, right by his chair, grabbing her phone charger and then sneaking out the back door.

My mother was a food to drop the charges. That day was the moment my life truly when fucked up. My father rigged the CAS system and got coached by one of the councillors before he went in to claim his rights to us and he won. The reason we didnt go with him at first was because my sister and I broke down into tears, refusing to go anywhere my mother wasnt. That didnt stop them from trying to get us though. For years I moved back and forth between the two of them and I watched my mom get into abusive relationships. I watched my father abuse relationships. I've witnessed both of them doing drugs, and my sisters following them down that path. I remember being 13 and my mom telling me she had to go to the hospital for depression and how angry I was for her to let me to return to a place where I almost watched her die.

I remember a year after that, my mom had a miscarriage and my brother was gone. He would of been 9. She caught pneumonia while pregnant; she couldn't breathe and the doctors didnt know what to do.

I remember my old step dad dismissing what happened and leaving because my mom lost the baby, as well as most of her uterus. I remember my mom in the intensive care unit, so close to dying and my father begging her to come home. I remember angrily thinking that mom would be better dead than with you. I wanted to say it, but in reality, I didnt want my mom to die

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