She fought him off when she could, her arms straining against his weight, her breath hitching as she prayed for him to collapse into a drunken stupor. On good nights, he’d pass out mid-act, his body slumping onto her like a felled oak, his breath hot and sour against her neck. She would shove him aside, her muscles trembling, and crawl to the edge of the bed, curling into herself to escape the memory of his touch. On bad nights, she endured the full brutality of his lust, his fingers digging into her flesh, leaving crescent-shaped bruises that bloomed like dark flowers across her arms and thighs.Patreon:&nbsp;<a href="https://www.patreon.com/theserialkillerpodcast" rel="noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">https://www.patreon.com/theserialkillerpodcast</a>Website: <a href="https://www.theserialkillerpodcast.com/" rel="noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">https://www.theserialkillerpodcast.com</a>Facebook:&nbsp;<a href="https://www.facebook.com/theskpodcast" rel="noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">https://www.facebook.com/theskpodcast</a>Instagram:&nbsp;<a href="https://www.instagram.com/serialkillerpod" rel="noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">https://www.instagram.com/serialkillerpod</a>X: <a href="https://x.com/serialkillerpod" rel="noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">https://x.com/serialkillerpod</a>Support this show <a target="_blank" rel="payment" href="http://supporter.acast.com/the-serial-killer-podcast">http://supporter.acast.com/the-serial-killer-podcast</a>.<hr> Hosted on Acast. See <a style='color:grey;' target='_blank' rel='noopener noreferrer' href='https://acast.com/privacy'>acast.com/privacy</a> for more information.

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