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    The Trial of Lotta Rae
    Set in suffragette London. Lotta Rae is a working-class 15-year-old, raped by a wealthy gentleman, who makes the brave decision to testify in court. William Lindon is a barrister about to lose everything. Both have decisions to make that will change the course of their lives and the lives of everyone around them for generations to come.
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    Untamed Identity
    Untamed Identity ab 28.99 € als Taschenbuch: Three Bitter Young Men Raped Rebellious Notorious!. Aus dem Bereich: Bücher, Taschenbücher, Romane & Erzählungen,
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    Untamed Identity
    Untamed Identity ab 36.99 € als gebundene Ausgabe: Three Bitter Young Men Raped Rebellious Notorious!. Aus dem Bereich: Bücher, English, International, Gebundene Ausgaben,
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    New-Gay: Confessions of a Raped Teen , Hörbuch, Digital, ungekürzt, 39min
    Chapter two: "Macedonia Nights"1973I should know better, six years old and drinking a vodka orange juice. I should know better, falling through an inner tube, drowning and praying for a hand up. I should know better, hanging around my older sisters, while they toke and drink up.But I am six, and don’t know shit. I go with the flow. My mom is a schizophrenic, and visits Columbia Mental Ward like an amusement park. They fry her brain, and every time she gets back, she is reset, but not. They kill more of her with the shock therapy. "It Is No Quarter" plays faint in the house of Herman Langdord, on Caldwell Street. It still stands today.You know the irony of the house is, you cannot see it on Google Earth.Okay, back to the story. My heroines are Liz and Sel. Liz is 15, and Sel is 18. They run the games for me. They take me to the shows, to their parties. They get me drunk while Alice Cooper plays at a college party near Newberry College. Then, we run out the back as the police comes in to break it up. Boones Farm wine is my new fave, and I am only seven. Starting out early, but it’s the early '70s, and it is all on the low. Nobody knows, and better yet, nobody cares.Liz is my older, brilliant sister. Her style is avant garde, and her neck tie (I don’t know what women wear around the center of their neck which is a fashion plus). Well, her game is better than a Ouija board. Sel, the older, is Athena, and her mixed drinks brings all the C-Boys to her class.1977My fifth-grade year is like Detroit with GM. It is poor yet brave, lost but found, developing from a once-great place. To ascertain our present, the past must climb board with us. We can’t ever get away from what brought us to, well, your now chair.During ’77, "Deacon Blues" by Steely Dan was and is an anthem. Probably ever fifth grader knows the lyrics. Please don’t fault me for using present tense. ungekürzt. Language: English. Narrator: Christopher Preece. Audio sample: https://samples.audible.de/bk/acx0/164046/bk_acx0_164046_sample.mp3. Digital audiobook in aax.
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    Raped By The Lion (eBook, ePUB)
    It was supposed to be safe. The handlers and trainers insisted they could control the large, black lion. But when Lisa, the haughty actress, stepped into her role, everything changed. The lion wasn’t supposed to be able to reach her. But no one told the lion. Lisa finds out who her real friends are when a vicious lion is ripping away every last vestige of dignity - and clothing - she has. Excerpt: "What do you mean? I'm the star of the show and I shouldn't have any problems doing this." Lisa snapped. The 18-year-old woman glanced in her mirror to make sure she looked perfect. "Mama, are you sure you want to do this shoot?" Said a small bald man, fiddling with his fingers. "Yes. Can't you get that through your thick skull?" She informed him in a cold voice. "Okay." He squeaked like a mouse, then retreated from the room. Once she was done with her makeup artist, she left her dressing room and made her way to the set. "I'm ready." She informed them, flicking back her red hair. She got herself into position for the action of the film to start. The lion's thunderous roar echoed through the set. "Action!" The director snapped as the cameras rolled. She was no longer a star in a movie, but a huntress stalking poachers who were hunting a large, rare black lion. She made her way through the brush of the savanna, kneeling down to study the tracks. Then she continued on, following the poachers. There was a noise and a large lion suddenly came into view. Lisa stood rooted to the spot, her eyes as wide as the moon. The lion stepped out of the brush and shook his large head. Fear shot through her, making her legs shake as if they were butter. Her heart pounded like a drum between her ears. She heard the lion trainer's whistle. The lion looked at his trainer, ignored him and then walked toward her. Lisa staggered backwards. Fear compelled her to run, but her legs wouldn't work. "Don't run." The trainer shouted, but she only heard a whisper.
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    Fresh Air, Jon Cohen and Charlene Smith, Hörbuch, Digital, 45min
    Journalist Jon Cohen and South African journalist Charlene Smith on this edition of Fresh Air. Cohen has just written a book called Shots in the Dark: The Wayward Search for an AIDS vaccine. He is a leading AIDS reporter who covers science and medicine for Science Magazine. He'll talk about the work that is being done to develop the AIDS vaccine, trials, funding issues, and the future of AIDS prevention. Charlene Smith writes about the spread of AIDS in Southern Africa. In 1999, she was raped and feared the man who raped her could have given her HIV/AIDS. Smith had a hard time obtaining the drugs that could lessen the potential of her getting HIV. Smith then wrote about her experience and helped spread awareness about rape and HIV in South Africa. Statistics say every 26 seconds, a woman is raped in South Africa - the country with the fastest growing HIV rate. Smith continues to speak about her experience and is pushing for legal and medical reforms in South Africa. Her website is www.speakout.org.za. (Broadcast Date: June 21, 2001) Language: English. Narrator: Terry Gross. Audio sample: https://samples.audible.de/rt/whyy/010621/rt_whyy_010621_sample.mp3. Digital audiobook in aax.
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    Fresh Air, Charlene Smith and Phillip van Niekerk, Hörbuch, Digital, 44min
    South African journalist and anti-rape activist Charlene Smith and South African journalist Phillip van Niekerk on this edition of Fresh Air. Statistics say every 26 seconds a woman is raped in South Africa, the country with the fastest growing HIV rate. Last year, Smith was raped, and feared the man who raped her could have given her HIV/AIDS, and she had a hard time obtaining the drugs that could lessen the potential of her getting HIV. Smith then wrote about her experience and helped spread awareness about rape and HIV in South Africa. She continues to speak about her experience and is pushing for legal and medical reforms in South Africa. Van Niekerk talks about HIV and AIDS in South Africa. Recently, the president of South Africa, Thabo Mbeki has become very involved in the AIDS policy in his country. Mbeki is focusing on a medical theory that states that the human immunodeficiency virus, or HIV, does not cause AIDS. Many leading scientists have criticized Mbeki for wasting his time on what they see as a discredited theory about AIDS. The international AIDS conference is scheduled for this summer in South Africa. (Broadcast Date: May 11, 2000) Language: English. Narrator: Terry Gross. Audio sample: https://samples.audible.de/rt/whyy/000705/rt_whyy_000705_sample.mp3. Digital audiobook in aax.
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    Artemisia Gentileschi
    Artemisia Gentileschi was the greatest female artist of the Baroque age and one of the most brilliant followers of the great Caravaggio. As a young woman she was raped by her tutor, and then had to endure a seven-month-long trial during which she was brutally examined by the authorities. Gentileschi was shamed in a culture where honour was everything. Yet she went on to become one of the most sought-after artists of the seventeenth century. Gentileschi's art communicated a powerful personal vision. Like Frida Kahlo, Louise Bourgeois or Tracey Emin, she put her life into her art.
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    Raped By The Pound Dogs (eBook, ePUB)
    "Help!" Dakota raced down the long corridor of the pound. Six large dogs bounded after the fleeing 18-year-old woman, hunting her like she was a frightened doe. If she could only get to the door, then she'd be safe. The dogs were close behind her, she could tell by their claws clicking on the cold floor, getting closer and closer. Their hot breath brushed against her smooth legs. No! Excerpt: "Help!" Dakota raced down the long corridor of the pound. Six large dogs bounded after the fleeing 18-year-old woman, hunting her like she was a frightened doe. If she could only get to the door, then she'd be safe. The dogs were close behind her, she could tell by their claws clicking on the cold floor, getting closer and closer. Their hot breath brushed against her smooth legs. No! Dakota pushed her complaining, burning legs faster. The door was within a few feet and she could taste her freedom. Suddenly, just as she reached for the handle, there was a sharp pain which streaked through her leg, toppling her to the floor. The air rushed from her lungs as all six dogs pounced on her. She screamed as terror coursed through her. They ripped her clothes off. Dakota couldn't escape now and she curled up in a fetal position. What did they want? She was too scared to think. "What should we do to her?" Killer, the Doberman, growled, gazing at the leader. "We are going to have fun with her!" Kahn, the Akita, barked a laugh. "Yeah!" The rest of the pack barked, wagging their tails. "Brutus. Demon. Fangs. Spider. Killer." Kahn called out their names. They snapped to attention. Brutus, the large Rottweiler, grabbed one of her arms. Demon, the Pit Bull, grabbed the other. Fangs, the big German Shepherd, and Spider the tall Great Dane grabbed her legs. "Drag her to the center of the hallway. Our prey shouldn't escape." Kahn smiled. "Drop her." Dakota looked up, her eyes so wide she thought they'd pop out and roll down the long corridor. Staring at the large dogs glaring hungrily at her, she shivered, knowing she was their prey, to do with as they wished. They ran their tongues over their lips as a different sort of hunger filled them, she knew not what it was. Why had they dropped her? She sprang to her feet as fear overtook her.
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    Raped by the Junkyard Dogs (eBook, ePUB)
    Having been caught stealing from their master’s territory, Brutus and Killer decide to take matters into their own paws. Pleading and begging to be let go, Robin is forced to endure what no woman should. Instead of ripping and tearing her throat out, the two junkyard dogs take great pleasure in ramming their swollen, cum-dripping, dominant dog-cocks deep inside her tight, virgin cunt. There is no escape for Robin who must endure the torture of two large, slavering beasts who will stop at nothing to make sure she understands who’s in charge! This is an extremely hot and filthy wire-to-wire sex-filled story designed for one thing and one thing only: to get you off. Inside you’ll find hot dog-on-woman rape, cum-drinking, womb-pelting, forced impregnation and more! This is one story you won’t want to miss! Excerpt: "Help! Stop!" The woman cried out as her breath left her. "I'll do anything, just let me go!" Her heart hammered in her chest as she came face to face with the meanest-looking guard dogs she'd ever seen. Her blue eyes widened under the harsh light of the full moon. "Of course you will," Brutus tormented as he came around to her face. "You're our bitch now!" He growled and thrust his face into hers. It had been a long time since he'd had a proper mate and he wasn't going to waste this opportunity. Robin tried to scream, but the sound was cut off by Killer as he sank his gleaming white teeth into her soft, exposed throat. She knew that he was within a hair's breath of her artery. Instantly, she laid stock still, her eyes frozen with fear as she contemplated the end of her life. "That's better, bitch!" Brutus spat in her face. "Tell me, have you ever mated with a man?" Somehow, even though she was staring death in the face, Robin found the courage to shake her head. In her moment of utter despair, she didn't question why she was hearing dogs talk. Upon later reflection, she figured that she must've died and was in some kind of bleak, dark hell. "Louder!" Brutus barked, his piercing voice echoing off the dilapidated cars and lifeless trucks in "The Graveyard" as his master liked to call it. He reveled in the ultimate power he felt over this helpless woman. "No..." Robin sobbed. Killer was licking the trickle of blood from the incision on her throat as his cock brushed insistently against her shirt, lifting it up and exposing her delectable breasts to their hungry, salivating gazes. "Well," he said, grabbing a handful of her shorts and cleanly ripping them off her very small, svelte body, "there's always a first." "But..." Robin gulped hard, tears streaming down her face, "You're not a man!" Suddenly, it wasn't just Killer's teeth that were ripping into her flesh. Brutus had joined in. His large brown eyes bored into hers so close that she could smell his doggy breath and taste his dripping saliva.
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