danielle.ryankeefe kindly scarred 
 
 
  Beauty 
 
Kindly Scarred 
My name is Mirabel and this is my story of beauty. I was 16 and in a month I was going to be 17 preparing for my big spread in Gorgeous Magazine with my mother Clarinda. My mother had been a super model since she was 15, to her I was a late starter but she said no nobody not even herself could compare to my beauty. I had jet black hair like a raven that came down to my mid back with wavy locks, flawless caramel skin, stunning blue eyes (no clue how I got them probably my biological dad because my mom was Hispanic) , and a body like Shakira and you better believe I rocked it. With my mom always traveling and my stepdad always at work I was the life of parties. There wasn’t a night that went by that I wasn’t courted by men some got it and others didn’t but I loved the way it felt having their hands roll down my naked body. I may have been young but my body was fully developed and craved to be caressed, the feeling of their body moving with mine almost to our own rhythm. My favorite part was when they would grab my breasts which at the time were a C and massage them vigorously till my nipples were erect and waiting to be sucked on, that feeling would send a fire shooting into my pussy coxing it to squirt all over the place making me moan and scream out loud. And when I was alone I couldn’t keep my hands off myself I’d lay in my bed stroking my pussy up and down then start playing and sucking on my own tits and when I couldn’t wait any longer I would plunge my 8 inch vibrator into my vagina. Some nights my pussy would be so wet that I could barely grasp it, but I guess that what doing kegel exercises are for because then I would just let my vagina do all the work. My room was comprised of almost nothing but mirrors so I enjoyed watching myself and I had the sneaking suspicion my creepy stepdad did too.  
Oh, I digressed back to what I was saying I couldn’t wait till the shoot so I could make my mark in the stoplight. But that day didn’t come a week before our photo-shoot my mom died in a car accident the officers wouldn’t give me any answers to how, all I knew was they thought it was foul play and it was under investigation. That day my heart dropped I ran into my room and cried my stepdad came in after he was done with the police he held me in his arms and rubbed my back his hand slid down to my ass and he started grabbing it, I pushed him but he shushed me and pinned me to the bed ripped off my blouse and squeezed on my nipples I tried to scream but he covered my mouth and said, “I know this is how you like it, I’ve been watching you waiting for the day I could do this now be a good girl for daddy and take this dick!” When he sat up to undo his pants I pushed him back and tried to run for it but he caught me right before I got to the stairs and dragged me back to the bathroom. He tied me up with his belt to the wall, I was crying trying to squirm away but my arms were too tightly bound he ripped off the rest of my clothes and shoved my dildo all the way inside of me going hard and fast making my body convulse. “I love watching your tits jiggle princess!” he shouted I felt like I was in a horror movie that wouldn’t end when he was done my pussy was raw and sore, he made me stand up tall pulled be to the mirror and said if he couldn’t have my beauty no one could. I screamed as he cut into my fresh with the razor leaving me gashes down my face and all over my body I refused to look in the mirror while he burned me and chopped off my hair. When he finish he threw me out into the cold like yesterday’s garbage. 
I blacked out somewhere I don’t remember where or when but when I woke up I was in the top wing of the hospital confined to isolation because I was a danger to myself and others. The only thing I had to look at in the stone walls was one mirror by the sink. I took one look in the mirror and fell into deep despair. Days went by and I refused to eat my nurse came in to cox me out of bed. Nurse Rodrigues, he was gorgeous with dark hair cut into a blowout, dark mocha colored skin, with the lean body that was strong like a break-dancer, he couldn’t have been older the 25, but what would he want with me now, I’m hideous.     “I’m your nurse Xavier Rodrigues, you can call me X I heard you haven’t been eating how are you feeling?” 
“Oh, I’m feeling great my mom dies and my stepfather rapes me and rips me apart and I get thrown in here because I’m the crazy one, yeah I fucking terrific!” 
“Ms. Sanchez, we understand that you have been through a lot of trauma the accusations you are making are very severe and I have been advised to help you come into realization that no one is out to hurt you.” He moved toward me and I turned away I didn’t want him seeing how horrific I looked. He touched my shoulder gently and I shook.  
“Look Ms. Sanchez I don’t know what happened to you but if you don’t get better and eat you’re going to be stuck here for a long time. If what you say is true then Mr. Sanchez is going to keep you here as long as he can and with the money you have to your name I’m sure that can be forever unless you prove that you are sane by 18 if not you’ll lose everything. Now please eat.” 
	I stayed quiet with my back toward him muffling my tears with my pillow he left the food by my bedside and left. He was right the money from my mother is mine but if I’m not sane then I can never claim what is mine or put my stepfather to justice. I walked toward the mirror scratched in the date and made my first tally mark in 365 days I will be 18 and have to prove I’m sane. I tore my sheet and made a mask to hide my face and tied my robe tight to hide my body so X would not see me. He came in later that night and saw me pacing the room and my plate empty. 
“I need to prove I’m sane right?” 
“Yes.” 
“Okay, what do I have to do to prove it?” 
“I can’t tell you that it’s something the doctor needs to see. Well here’s your dinner; I’ve been designated as your sitter now that you are conscious I have to watch you.” 
“All day and night?” 
“No, from the time you wake to the time you fall asleep.” 
I glared at him, “I don’t need a babysitter!” 
“Yeah well prove it to the doctor, wow, you have beautiful eyes!” 
“Thanks.” 
I ate my dinner facing away from where he was sitting I wasn’t comfortable with him being there all the time but I couldn’t help to be a little happy at least I had eye candy. When I finished my dinner I began working out like I would if I was home. He was reading but I could see him watching me out of the corner of his eye. He could see my flawless frame despite being covered from head to toe I was just glad he couldn’t see my flesh.  
	As time passed me and him grew closer we could talk for hours over anything, he was very smart and idealistic he saw the world as a beautiful place despite its cruelties, he made me realize how jaded I had become I missed the days of innocence and the amazing thing was when I was with him I could feel it coming back to me. But if he ever saw my scars I was sure he’d toss me aside. 
	One day I was changing when he came in I screamed told him to get out but he was frozen staring at me, at my scars, or that’s what I thought. I began to cry he rushed over to me and held me, kissed my face and said, “You really are an uncommon beauty.” That night he took me in his arms and my wet dreams had come true he kissed me along my scars licked my attention starved pussy sucking it making it come alive again when he put his penis in me I thought the stars had aligned he went in and out slow at first then faster our bodies slick from sweat and cum. He was huge filling my pussy up I could hardly take it; I sucked and bit on his lips but I wanted to have more I made him pull out as I got on my knees and sucked his dick so hard taking it all the way down my throat he let out a loud moan I played with his balls while my tongue caressed his dick from the tip down the shaft all the way to the base. He couldn’t take it anymore he threw me on the floor and shoved his cock hard into me making me scream it felt so good as he shoved it in and out of me, all the way in and all the way out he made me squirt and organism over and over till all at one time he exploded inside of me and I on him we laid there bodies shaking and tired. I nuzzled my head into his rock hard chest while I played with his glistening abs while his penis still throbbed in my tight wet pussy. “I love you Mirabel.” 
	“I love you too X.”    
“Mirabel I have great news you’re free they’ve declared you sane you can go home and get your life back.” He was smiling but I could see the pain in his eyes because it was the same feeling I had after all this time I was free but I didn’t want to be I wanted to be with him in this bed forever.  
	I left the hospital that day signed the papers to the will that instated me the rightful heir to my mom’s fortune. I found out my stepdad had cut my mom’s brakes and was sitting in jail for manslaughter I told the police what he did to me and they added the charges to his file he won’t be getting out for 97 years. X and I got married he is now a full time student working for his doctorate. As for me well my hair grew back to his full length and where once scars protruded from my body now lays delicate rose tattoos caressing me from my forehead to my toes with a tattoo of my mother across my back. I’m a world famous tattoo supermodel speaking out to all battered women that think they are beastly that they are truly beautiful and people will see your beauty. So I guess I lived happily ever after.  
hope you like it :) 
 
 
 Text: picture found on google All rights reserved. Publication Date: January 25th 2012 https://www.bookrix.com/-danielle.ryankeefe