The pearlescent moonlight which had been her guiding light and a stoic witness of her terror, now conspired against her by highlighting her whereabouts. The moment was surreal as if walking on the moon, this an endless, and vast open space of desert sand and rocks which seemed interminable. There was nowhere to hide except for the scattered bush.
When Maribel heard the motor of the car approaching, she ventured off the road into the vast open space of the desert, yet the headlights with the conspiracy of the moonlight, did not lose sight of her form.
Tears of frustration blurred her vision, and this led her to stumbled on a loose rock. This couldn’t be happening to her. She was barely beginning her life; she had so many dreams and goals to attain still. She was almost ready to graduate, and hoped to fall in love, and eventually form a family, and also to travel a little bit. She planned to see the world, beyond the poverty-stricken border of Juarez, with its polluted waters thanks to the maquiladoras. She planed to travel to faraway places just like she’d seen in the movies.
Like a cat playing a game with a mouse, the car followed six feet behind her, while reflecting its high beam lights on her. She got up and kept on going, stubbornly ignoring her reality for an interminable period of time, which seemed like forever.
When Maribel heard the motor of the car approaching, she ventured off the road into the vast open space of the desert, yet the headlights with the conspiracy of the moonlight, did not lose sight of her form.
Tears of frustration blurred her vision, and this led her to stumbled on a loose rock. This couldn’t be happening to her. She was barely beginning her life; she had so many dreams and goals to attain still. She was almost ready to graduate, and hoped to fall in love, and eventually form a family, and also to travel a little bit. She planned to see the world, beyond the poverty-stricken border of Juarez, with its polluted waters thanks to the maquiladoras. She planed to travel to faraway places just like she’d seen in the movies.
Like a cat playing a game with a mouse, the car followed six feet behind her, while reflecting its high beam lights on her. She got up and kept on going, stubbornly ignoring her reality for an interminable period of time, which seemed like forever.
.
Maribel was beyond exhausted. She was sleep deprived and her knees threatened to give away and begged to stop and rest. Yet, she doggedly kept on going for she was acutely aware that she was enjoying life and freedom, perhaps for the last time.
He must have been getting tired as well, for the next time she stumbled on loose rocks and she lost her balance, he turned off the car and continued the chase on foot.
This was getting old she thought, this wrestling with this maniac. She noticed he had used thick grey tape to hold in place some form of cloth on the cavity of his right eye. This hardly did anything to enhance his ugly features.
Maribel still held the bloody wrench in her hand, yet it made little impact on him, after he slapped her face continuously and she felt her strength and life force waning. He grabbed the long chain which was adhered to the shackle attached to her ankle, and used that chain to secure her hands together behind her.
With the moon an impervious witness to her assault and degradation, her captor violated the altar of her captive and shivering body. He was not satisfied with merely raping her; he took special delight in making her scream in acute pain. Like a rabid dog, he bit her sensitive nipple so hard, that he amputated the nipple and most of her areola off.
The expression of her unbearable pain seemed to overexcite him. Before ejaculating he withdrew his weapon, only to insert it in her mouth. This was simply too much, of already too much. Maribel gagged on this offensive member coated in menstrual blood, and urine. While she was gagging she bit his member with the entire strength remnant in her being.
He howled in pain and got up to kick her face, chest and stomach several times with his boots. After about a dozen kicks, he untied her hands to utilize the same chain to adorn her neck with it, like multiple strings of pearls, to asphyxiate the life out of her.
Maribel witnessed as a third party how this sickly deranged man continued kicking her corpse while hurling obscenities. She looked down on the mutilated and bloodied corpse which had been her body for twenty-two years. She felt such sorrow for her life to have ended this way - such a waste. She was to have become someone’s mother, wife, healer, daughter, and best friend. She hoped her parents would not see what was left of her mutilated corpse. Her face was beaten to a pulp; what had been her pretty face, was unrecognizable now. Her one good eye froze in time the expression of horror and unbearable pain she had endured.
-“Why God do you allow men to become beasts, for evil to thriumph over goodness, and for innocent victims to die like this?”
-“Why? What gives the right to someone bigger, stronger and more powerful to take away the life of someone defenseless?”
As if in response, a current of wind gathered force and seemed to carry the gleeful laughter of an infant.
She looked around her, and was now able to see other lost souls wandering the desert. She intended to find out why this had happened to her. Was it merely karma? She intended to find out.
Open Link: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VqzzsvNneXc
He must have been getting tired as well, for the next time she stumbled on loose rocks and she lost her balance, he turned off the car and continued the chase on foot.
This was getting old she thought, this wrestling with this maniac. She noticed he had used thick grey tape to hold in place some form of cloth on the cavity of his right eye. This hardly did anything to enhance his ugly features.
Maribel still held the bloody wrench in her hand, yet it made little impact on him, after he slapped her face continuously and she felt her strength and life force waning. He grabbed the long chain which was adhered to the shackle attached to her ankle, and used that chain to secure her hands together behind her.
With the moon an impervious witness to her assault and degradation, her captor violated the altar of her captive and shivering body. He was not satisfied with merely raping her; he took special delight in making her scream in acute pain. Like a rabid dog, he bit her sensitive nipple so hard, that he amputated the nipple and most of her areola off.
The expression of her unbearable pain seemed to overexcite him. Before ejaculating he withdrew his weapon, only to insert it in her mouth. This was simply too much, of already too much. Maribel gagged on this offensive member coated in menstrual blood, and urine. While she was gagging she bit his member with the entire strength remnant in her being.
He howled in pain and got up to kick her face, chest and stomach several times with his boots. After about a dozen kicks, he untied her hands to utilize the same chain to adorn her neck with it, like multiple strings of pearls, to asphyxiate the life out of her.
Maribel witnessed as a third party how this sickly deranged man continued kicking her corpse while hurling obscenities. She looked down on the mutilated and bloodied corpse which had been her body for twenty-two years. She felt such sorrow for her life to have ended this way - such a waste. She was to have become someone’s mother, wife, healer, daughter, and best friend. She hoped her parents would not see what was left of her mutilated corpse. Her face was beaten to a pulp; what had been her pretty face, was unrecognizable now. Her one good eye froze in time the expression of horror and unbearable pain she had endured.
-“Why God do you allow men to become beasts, for evil to thriumph over goodness, and for innocent victims to die like this?”
-“Why? What gives the right to someone bigger, stronger and more powerful to take away the life of someone defenseless?”
As if in response, a current of wind gathered force and seemed to carry the gleeful laughter of an infant.
She looked around her, and was now able to see other lost souls wandering the desert. She intended to find out why this had happened to her. Was it merely karma? She intended to find out.
Open Link: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VqzzsvNneXc
