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And now we come to…the end of an era

Today, oddly enough was supposed to be the pay off FINALLY for a number of posts about relationships that I thought might be better than all my previous ruthless on relationships post. And indeed I’ll get to that later.



Today is a day I bring us to a place I knew could happen, but was happy every time it didn’t. Today we end the hour for the last time. What do I mean? Today is the beginning of a goodbye party. For this blog. Oh it will continue to exist, but a transition is afoot. And so with all transitions, some things remain the same, while other change or are left behind.

If you would have told me 3 years ago as I was studying for the bar that we would be here I would be shocked. But if you would have told me that we would get here after 450 thousand views I’d also be shocked so much attention happened. Words Don’t Do It Justice started as an idea, a bit of fun, and a lot of me. I have buried hatchets with enemies because of this blog, reconnected with old friends, and made new ones because of this blog, found meaning in the midst of my own personal depression because of this place. I have consumed it, and let it consume me. I love it. But loving this blog means knowing what to do. And taking a good long look I know the thing to do is let it go.

But I said this was transition not destruction.

And indeed it is. I’ll be taking Words Don’t Do It Justice away from our blogging past into a show based future. For me, the question was one of logistics. Was it better to end everything and walk away from these years of effort, or find a way to keep the place alive in the hearts of all of you who have supported us? I choose to believe that you will keep supporting us, and I chose to keep this place alive in a new way.

That means giving you what we planned. Give No Quarter, The Wrath of Ruthless, and Words Don’t Do It Justice are the three pillars of Ruthless Radio. 3 shows with different formats that bring you many of the topics you might see written about here, but in a new form and with some new and old faces/voices. Over the next few weeks as we ready to for the relaunch of Words Don’t Do It Justice as a podcast, you’ll get to read some farewells from various alums, and hear from the incoming folks for these shows. You’ll also see the Words Don’t Do It Justice site itself undergo various changes. With plenty of hard work, luck, and you listening in, I hope to earn your trust for these new shows, and continue to hold our interest.

SO! What about Weekend’s Don’t Do It Justice?

Well I’m happy to say our little casual interest site is growing well. And it is going to continue. We had a nice response to the sample chapter from Project 13, and now that game of thrones is done you’ll see a lot of other reviews, news, and related content there. Our gamers are doing their thing, and if Vantinel’s CEO appearance is any indication of commitment, we will only continue to grow over there.

As I end for now I just want to say thank you, and of course to keep watching what we do. But more than that, thank you for being a force for us. We continued to push because you were there with us. 100,000 visitors, 450,000 views, and 3 years of growth, While things must change, I am glad to have made it to this point. A point that let’s me look back and say that YOU made us more than I imagined. And though Words Don’t Do It Justice…Thank you.


“THE Ruthless Wonder” Matthew Elisha Williams

Founder of Words Don’t Do It Justice

And now… at the end of the hour


This week we debuted a brand new podcast with a livestream. We said goodbye to one of the founders. We tackled coons, and hoteps. As well as assault, and the HIV & AIDS treatment drug Truvada.



I skipped a couple lines to let that sink in.

When this started I literally just wanted to take my usual facebook ranting to a website. I figured it would be like the old days of my Xanga page. Now, now I deal with potential sponsors, have production meetings, worry about our average listening and reading time, and look for brand expansion.

I remind you, I was so bored in the last semester of law school I decided to make a blog to archive the things I would normally rant about on Facebook.


So you can understand that having gone from that place to now is rather…amazing if I’m honest. I had no idea. We’ve added and lost people over that time. But more than their contributions or mine, we’ve gotten to know a lot of you. As of this writing, 92,000 of you have come to get to know us over these 3 years of Words Don’t Do It Justice. And you must like it here, because you’ve dropped in 302,000 times.


That is astounding. That is epic. And to think that it has all come before we put up a single ad, before we shilled a single product, without a marketing team, and mostly from the effort of our authors, and their friends and family who have additionally believed in us and shared us with other people.  I can’t tell you enough thank you for all you’ve done and continue to do. It really has made the difference.

What that means is even what I’ve done in the past year isn’t enough. I have to do more. And I am. While we lost a podcast co-host today, I’m proud to say we gained 2 new ones for our show Give No Quarter. While we have Reason on break for a while, I’m happy to say we will be launching Weekends Don’t Do It Justice as its own site ( Look for a review of a hilariously bad movie coming over there soon from me.

Heck, go buy a shirt, phone case, hoodie or tank.

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I’m also happy to say that I’m teaming with Mr. 9 to 5 gamer himself Bami O to open a new gaming site and channel called “Save State Society” ( here soon as well. And we’re open with some great games and reviews. But that is going to take a lot to talk about, and I’ve got work to do there.

You’re here reading because this is about Words Don’t Do it Justice. The granddaddy of them all. Okay, the origin of them all. Three years in, and even though health wise I’ve dealt with issues. Professional life wise, I’ve had great forward steps but also set backs. Heck life in general being strange. After all that I’m proud of where we are. Where you’ve brought us. And so for the third time we come to the end of the hour. Where I say thank you without any reservations. Where for the third time ever, I get to step out of my role as Head Blogger, Editor, Podcast host, Lucremo, THE Ruthless Wonder, and everything that comes with it, and instead just talk to you as Matt Williams. We have a few reflection pieces and some alumni coming back to give us a piece. And we are going to celebrate all the way to my personal birthday on March 14th. But right now I’m just going to end by saying thank you all for bringing me and us from where we were to where we are and pushing us forward to where we are going next. As always Words Don’t Do YOU Justice.

“THE Ruthless Wonder” Matthew Elisha Williams

The WRATH of Ruthless Holiday Special: The Wrong Kind Of Progress

The WRATH of Ruthless is back!

Before our actual relaunch we got together for a Holiday special with a couple topics and some old friends.

The WRATH of Ruthless Holiday Special: The Wrong Kind Of Progress <-Click this and you can download or listen from our SoundCloud

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CHICAGO - DECEMBER 01: Senator Hillary Clinton (D-NY) listens as President-elect Barack Obama introduces her as his choice for secretary of state during a press conference at the Hilton Hotel December 01, 2008 in Chicago, Illinois. Other members of the National Security Team named by Obama at the press conference include Washington attorney Eric Holder as attorney general, Arizona Governor Janet Napolitano as his choice for homeland security and he said Robert Gates would remain as defense secretary. Retired Marine Gen. James L. Jones was selected for the position of national security adviser and Susan Rice as U.N. ambassador. (Photo by Scott Olson/Getty Images)

Yes our Holiday Special is going to cover all of this.

Words Don’t Do It Justice: YOU are Forty Thousand Strong on our 2nd Anniversary

Just a reminder where we started.

Just a reminder where we started.

Words Don’t Do It Justice

“It was all a dream.

I used read word up magazine.”

I could keep going with that, but really I don’t feel like quoting too much of anyone else today. So let me address this with the style most comforting.

When this all began it was an idea.

The thought that we could give the world something in this blog that would be read by our friends, maybe a few co-workers and classmates. And every once in a while I’d get to deal with the issues I have to face on a daily basis by just ranting into a text window for 30 minutes to an hour and let the world read. Certainly if we accomplished that I would have called this a successful idea and when the view dwindled I’d close it up and say I had a good time.

But that isn’t what you did. And I say that isn’t what YOU did, because it is true. You are the reason this fun time didn’t turn into just another thing I used to do. YOU made it worth it to find Rufus, Ronin, Roddo, Rebellionista, Realistic Royalty, Princess Devy, Reign, The Revanchist, The Radical Ref, Carl McPhail, Xion, Driving Misty, Rhapsodic, Reason, Kudo, Rhythmic Journey, Revolution In A Jar, causeandeffect88, Bami O, Render Verdicts, Ruminated Thoughts, Keith Labell, Smooth Phuzion, Bree the V, TEH Bobbo, and all the people who wanted to commit but just didn’t have the time to write, be on the podcast, contribute music, or be interviewed.

That wasn’t just me plodding through on my own. That was you reading. That was you sharing. That was YOU telling the world our little corner of the internet was worth checking out. in the first year we did 3500 views. In 2 years we have done 40,000! Because of all of you. And now things are possible that weren’t not long ago. YOU made this happen. People asked me when I started what I expected. They asked me what I wanted. I just wanted people to listen to my thoughts sometimes. It was so simple back then. Now? Now I want the sky and everything beyond. lol just kidding.

Now I want to give you more of what you come here for. So covering Gaming, and other topics, We’re proud to announce that Nine To Five Gamer will be joining us run by Bami O. Look for the official page as well as forums soon. You’re going to read pieces from many of our alumni writers. And that long-awaited revamp/update to the site. I can’t promise you we’ll turn into a Super Villain run Huffington Post by tomorrow. Heck I can’t even promise that by next year. But I can promise we will keep hitting these hot topics with our cold analysis. I can promise we are committed to giving you what you came here for. And I can promise you I WILL NEVER FORGET what drives Words Don’t Do It Justice. Because what drives us is YOU!

My humanity wants to cry by my Super Villainy is smiling too hard and is too excited. Thank you all. THANK YOU. Every super fan. Every random reader Every casual person who checked us out a few times or just once. THANK YOU FOR ALL OF THIS FROM ALL OF US! We couldn’t have done all this without you. Words Do Not Do YOU Justice!

– THE Ruthless Wonder

Choices Part IV

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Welcome to the Suspense World of Reason…

Choices Part IV

I am rushing to the hospital because I am running late. Apparently, I overslept. In my entire time in med school I have not overslept once. So I am not sure what happened or why, but I can’t remember anything about last night. I probably got drunk and slept with someone else’s boyfriend. Okay, that was a bad joke. But on a serious note, I am worried, because it’s not like me to be so late. And right now I really don’t want to draw any attention to myself. Maybe I am more stressed then I realize, and I should have taken that cruise like Brian said. Or at least I should have taken a few days off. Maybe it’s not too late; I’ll call him after my shift and see if he can set it up.

I finally get to the hospital and I run to the lockers so I can put on my scrubs.

“Good morning, Miss Late,” Ashley says, “I tried waking you up this morning, but you were knocked out. I’ve never seen you like that. Did you take something?”

Am I a horrible person because I feel more powerful than Ashley for the first time? Maybe it is the reason I feel more powerful that makes me a horrible person and not the actual emotion itself.

“Hello, can you like hear us,” Beck says. Beck is a fellow med student. I like Beck; she’s always been nice to me.

“Sorry. No, I didn’t take anything. I just… I don’t know. Has anyone noticed I wasn’t here? Did Dr. Long ask for me,” I ask nervously.

“Nope, he’s not even here. Like no one has heard from him. Dr. J did notice though,” Beck responds.

“Well, I’m off girls, I just came to change because some stupid lady threw up all over my scrubs,” Ashley says as she walks out the locker room.

“Hey, Amy, I’m glad we’re alone, I have been meaning to tell you something. I know it’s like none of my business and it’s not like we’re friends or anything but people are starting to talk, so I just wanted you to be aware of what’s like going on,” Beck says sounding unsure of herself.

“Um okay,” I say slowly.

“Well like I said, people talk and it’s starting to get around. Not like the whole hospital or anything, just like our class, but who knows, like it could go further than that you know,” Beck says, “Like people have been talking about what’s been going on between you and him and then today, you both don’t show up for work… Amy, like it just looks really bad. He works here, and if you guys get caught, they might kick you out of the program”.

How could they have found out about Dr. Long? His office is in the part of the hospital that no one ever goes to, and he always makes sure I don’t scream. He knocked two of my teeth out the one and only time I did try screaming. Maybe someone got lost and wondered over there and saw us? But how, the door is always closed and there’s no window. What am I going to do if the whole hospital finds out? They are going to think I’m a whore. Poor Dr. Long, wonderful surgeon, beautiful wife and perfect kids, tempted by the unstable med student. I can’t let them find out. I have to think of a way to make it so I can still keep my job and what’s left of my dignity.

“Amy, I didn’t mean to pry, and like I hope I’m not being rude, but like don’t just ignore me,” Beck says.

“What, oh, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to ignore you. I was thinking,” I say.

“Oh, well ok. Just keep what’s going on between you guys private, like don’t make it so obvious. I mean the way you two look at each other is ridiculous,” Beck says.

“What? I’m sorry, I don’t understand,” I respond.

“Amy, don’t play crazy. Everyone can see that you and Raymond are like totally having sex. Well everyone except Ashley,” Beck says, “Look, I’m not judging you okay, everyone knows Ray liked you first, but it still doesn’t make it right”.

“Is there anything, ‘everyone’ doesn’t know,” I say with a smile, relieved that “they” only know about Ray and I.

Beck shakes her head and says, “Whatever Amy, I gotta get back, just like totally think about what I said”.

“Look who decided to finally show up for work. Do you plan to stay in the locker room all day,” Dr. Harry says from the door.

“Oh, Sorry,” I say as I rush out the locker room. Dr. Harry always scares me. He’s always so serious and intense. I don’t even know what he’s doing here; his unit is on the other side of the hospital.

“Dr. Cater, have you heard from Dr. Long,” Dr. Harry asks walking behind me.

“Um, no sir,” I said trying to walk faster, but he follows me.

“He has not shown up to work and he is always punctual. We called his cellular phone but it is going straight to the voicemail,” Dr. Harry says.

“Oh, okay,” I say.

“Well, Dr. Carter, you work with him very closely, do you have any idea where he could be,” Dr. Harry asks.

“Uh no, no sir,” I say softly.

“Are you sure,” Dr. Harry asks.

“Yes, Sir,” I say.

I guess he was satisfied with that answer because he walks away without looking back. I hurry to the nurse’s station to see what I’m supposed to do since Dr. Long isn’t here. As I am looking over my assignment I see Dr. J and I hurry to my patient’s room before he can see me. I don’t feel like being asked questions I do not have the answers to.

“Hello, Maryanne, how are you feeling today,” I ask my patient.

“As good as I can be, being 20 months pregnant, CD,” Maryanne says. She always gets my name wrong; I’ve given up trying to correct her.

“Well, your vitals are looking really good,” I say, “And that baby is going to come out one way or another. We are going to try giving you one more round of Oxytocin and if that doesn’t work, I’m going to reach in there and get her out myself”.

“I would really appreciate that, DVD,” Maryanne says laughing loudly, “How many centimeters am I”? Oh boy, first I was a CD now I’m a DVD.

“About 4 centimeters,” I respond, “Only 6 more to go”.

“That seems like forever. It’s taking me over an hour per centimeter, STD,” Maryanne responds. Ok she has to be doing this on purpose. No way she thinks my name is ‘STD’.

“I know, hang in there, you’re almost there. And when that baby comes out you won’t even remember any of the pain,” I say suddenly sad, thinking of my baby that was taken from me. Rosy, that would have been her name. As I am thinking of her face and little arms, Dr. J comes into the room and whispers in my ear that we are being called into a meeting.

“Hurry yup Carter,” Dr. J says when I don’t move.

“Okay,” I respond, “Maryanne I will come back later to check on you”. That was odd of Dr. J. He never comes into a patient’s room without addressing the patient, and since when am I “Carter” to Dr. J.

“Dr. J, wait up, what is this all about,” I say practically running behind him.

“Just hurry up,” Dr. J says as he rushes to the meeting room. Ok it’s official. Dr. J is definitely acting strange. We get to the small conference room and I see that my whole class is already here.

“Okay, now that we have everyone here,” Dr. J says, “I just wanted to be the first one to tell you, as you know Dr. Long did not show up for work today. We called his wife and eventually we called the police and about ten minutes ago they found his car at the bottom of a ditch”.


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Words Don’t Do It Justice: Breaking News

Just a reminder where we started.

Just a reminder where we started.

Over the weekend we were very close to an amazing achievement.

On Monday it was so tantalizingly close I was thinking of dropping a post just to help push it over after the Holidays Don’t Do It Justice post.

But Tuesday Night after Posts from Ruminated Thoughts and of course from THE Ruthless Wonder reacting to the decision by the Darren Wilson Grand Jury, we hit a milestone that if I’m honest I didn’t expect until 2015.


On Behalf of the Weekends Don’t Do It Justice Writers Reason, Kudo, Xion, and Lucremo.

On Behalf of the Words Don’t Do It Justice Guest Bloggers, The Justice League.

On Behalf of the Words Don’t Do It Justice Alumni writers

On Behalf of the Keith Labell and Smooth Phuzion who provide music for The WDDIJcast and The WRATH of Ruthless.

On Behalf of Reign, The Revanchist, Ruminated thoughts, and Ronin

And on Behalf of 314 Publishing, Imperial Dreams Productions, and WORDS DON’T DO IT JUSTICE

THE Ruthless Wonder is proud to announce that as of November 25th, 2014 Words Don’t Do It Justice has reached 9,200 views!

ALL Because of YOU!

ALL Because of YOU! Photo edit credit: JohnHenry Balsa

And we have you to thank.

Every one of you who shares us with you friends on facebook and your followers on twitter.

Every one of you who comes back even on days when no one has posted just to see if something is dropping.

Every one of you who has stuck by us since my very first post to this very day.

Thank you for being our superfans.

Thank you for believing in us.

Words do no do you justice.


I could say it a thousand times and it wouldn’t be enough. But I’ll say it one more time.

We love you all.

Thank you!


THANK YOU! Photo Edit Credit: Steven Cockrell

– YOUR Ruthless Wonder

Weekends Don’t Do It Justice: Choices Part II

Welcome to the Suspense World of Reason…

Choices Part II

Beep, beep, beep, beep

I reach over and turn the alarm off. ‘It can’t be time already,’ I say to myself. I look at the time and I see that it is indeed 5 am, time for me to get up. I really hate waking up so early. I roll myself out of bed and when I try to get up I realize I have a massive headache. I walk slowly to the bathroom to get ready. Afterwards I walk into the kitchen to grab something to eat. As I am eating my toast and orange juice, Ashley walks in looking as groggy as I feel. “Rough night,” I say to her.

“Do we really have to go in today,” Ashley says.

“Unfortunately, there is no get-out-of-med-school-free-card,” I say sadly.

“Ugh, why did we choose to be doctors,” Ashley whines.

“Who the hell knows,” I say, “But on the bright side, this is our 4th and final year, and we only have a few more months to go,”

“Few months too long,” Ashley says. We both laugh. To think we have made it this far is insane. “Are we driving together,” Ashley asks.

“Yea, I’m leaving in 10 minutes, can you be ready by then,” I say.

“Just have to put on my shoes,” Ashley says. Before I can respond, Raymond walks into the kitchen and stands by the counter directly in front of me. He looks into my eyes and I am slapped with the reality of what happed last night. I woke up with the distant memory, but I thought it was just a bad dream. Or maybe I was in serious denial. Ashely slams the kitchen counter and I am startled out of my daze and I quickly get up and say, “Hey Ash, I just remembered I have to make a stop somewhere so we can’t drive together, see you there” and I rush out the door. I could hear Ashley saying something to me, but I ignore her and rush out the door.

As I am driving to school, I try to remember exactly what happened last night and I am disgusted. I cannot believe I would do that to my friend. Did I really have that much to drink and I didn’t know what I was doing or am I just a horrible person. I don’t really have time to think much on this because I have arrived at the hospital. I walk in with my head down and go straight to the locker to change my scrubs. Then I go to the nurse’s station to pick up some papers and the nurse hands me a small piece of paper that says, ‘Dr. Ross is no longer the OB attending, Dr. Long will be taking his place’. I see Dr. Joe, the doctor whose services I am assigned to and I call him over, “Hey, Dr. J, what’s this about Dr. Ross,” I ask.

“I don’t know, I’m just finding out today. But I have more bad news, Dr. Carter,” Dr. J responds, “looks like you will now be with Dr. Long for the remainder of the year”.

“What? But why,” I say sounding like a whining child.

“I don’t know. He asked for you,” Dr. J says.

“Can’t you do something about it Dr. J” I ask.

“I already tried, DC, just suck it up. Only five months to go,” Dr. J says.

“‘DC’ who is that,” Dr. Long says appearing out of nowhere.

“DC stands for Dr. Carter, it’s what we call Amy,” Dr. J informs Dr. Long.

“Oh, ok Dr. Carter, you’re with me, let’s go,” Dr. Long says as he walks away.

I give Dr. J a pleading look, and he shrugs his shoulders, so I give up and run after Dr. Long.

“What you will do today is, take vitals on all my patients, and update me if there is any pertinent information. After you are done doing that, I have a list of patients who are post-op and you can update me on them as well. After that, you can start prepping for my 3 o’clock surgery; I want you to scrub in. Did you get all that,” Dr. Long says.

“Yes. Umm do you mean the C-section that is scheduled for 3 o’clock,” I respond.

“Yes, that C-section now includes general surgery because during pre-op testing we found an enlarged tumor on the mother’s pancreas,” Dr. Long says.

“A tumor,” I say, “Why are we waiting until 3”?

“The mother surprisingly isn’t in any pain and the tumor has not grown since we last checked it, plus I have other things to take care of,” Dr. Long says as he walks into a room and closes the door behind him.

“I guess we are done talking,” I say to myself. I go down the list and decide who to check up on first.


It is 1 am and I am exhausted. I am trying to take a nap in the on call room but my pager keeps going off. I wonder if I will get fired if I just turn it off, because this is the fourth time I have come in here and laid down for 5 minutes and it has gone off before I can even drift off. “What the hell do you want now,” I say more loudly than I intend to. I look at the number and I don’t recognize it, so I go to the nurse’s station.

“DC, Dr. Long is looking for you, he says he wants you to meet him in his new office, room 345C,” Mary, the night nurse tells me.

“Where in the world is that,” I ask. I thought I knew where everything was but apparently not.

“I have no idea,” Mary says, “Go up to the 3rd floor and follow the numbers I guess. No one really uses that wing, so I don’t know what else to tell you”.

I turn away and drag myself towards the elevator and go up to the 3rd floor. This better be important because I am running on zero sleep and a hangover… Damn, I completely forgot about what happened between Raymond and I. Now I have to deal with that when I get home. I wonder if I should just forget the whole thing and not tell Ashley. Maybe Raymond doesn’t even remember what happened… Where is this damn room? Oh there it is. I walk in the room and see Dr. Long sitting in a chair in front of a fancy desk. “Hey Dr. Long, is this your new office,” I say awkwardly.

“Yes it is,” Dr. Long responds, “come in and shut the door. Have a seat”.

“Kind of a strange place to have an office,” I say with an attitude. I didn’t mean to say that out loud. This is what happens when I get no sleep and I sleep with my roommate’s boyfriend. Not that I do that kind of thing often.

“Yes, well I like a quiet place to think,” Dr. Long says, “Now come here and let’s review what occurred today”.

“I’m sorry can we do this first thing tomorrow, I really don’t think my brain is fully functioning right now,” I say.

“Is it your goal to become a doctor or not,” Dr. Long says rudely.

“Ok,” I say softly. I walk over and sit in the seat next to him.

“Now tell me how you examined Mrs. Well’s fetal heart rate,” Dr. Long says.

“Umm ok,” I say, “I uh took the uh…”

“Was it like this,” Dr. Long says as he put the stethoscope on my belly.

“Uh yea,” I say not understanding why he’s asking me this. I’ve done this a hundred times I know what I am doing.

“Ok,” Dr. Long says, “I want to make sure you are doing it the way I want, which may not have been the way you were taught”.

“Oh Ok, well, then I put the stethoscope on the left side of Mrs. Well’s stomach because that is where the baby positioned itself…” I pause and I try to recall how I did this, but I can’t think because all I want to do is sleep. As I am trying to focus Dr. Long unzips his pants pulls his cock out and starts to stroke it. “What the hell are you doing,” I say sternly shocking the both of us.

“You’re not very bright are you,” Dr. Long says.

“You are completely out of line. I’m leaving and I’m reporting this,” I say and I get up and walk away. Dr. Long grabs me by my hair and pulls me towards him and whispers in my ear, “Do you think anyone is going to believe you? I am a respected surgeon who has traveled the world performing miraculous surgeries. And you are an orphan who only got accepted into med school because everyone felt sorry for you. Poor little Amy’s parents get murdered and she witnesses the whole thing and then she ends up in the looney bin at the tender age of 9. How many nervous break downs have you had since you’ve been here, 5, 6? I will just tell them you are in over your head and the pressure of the last few months is too much for you to handle”.

“No one will believe you,” I say trying to free myself but he yanks my hair again and holds me by the waist.

“Oh Amy I think everyone will believe me. And I think we both know they will. Now you’re going to shut up and do what I tell you, or you can forget about ever becoming a doctor,” Dr. Long says.

I try to loosen his grip but he just holds me tighter. He puts his hands down the front of my scrub pants and forcefully sticks his fingers in me. I try to scream but he yanks my hair so hard a sharp pain shots down my neck and back. He then says, “Why do you think I chose you, because you were special or smart? You’re at the bottom of your class. I chose you because I knew I could do whatever I wanted to you and you would have no choice but to obey”.

The reality of his words hit me hard and I realize he is right. No one will believe me. I’m the emotionally unstable orphan who everyone assumes will fail. I have everything to lose. My thoughts are interrupted when he slams me to the ground and shoves his cock in my mouth. “Don’t even think about biting, because I will kill you,” he says. He grabs the back of my head and shoves my head forward and I gag. I want to cry but I can’t. I want to bite him, but I am afraid, so I just close my eyes and wait until it’s over.