Consuelo en las estrellas [ESP-ENG]

Era africana, tenía quince años de edad cuando fue vendida como esclava, la ropa harapienta que llevaba sobre su humanidad no podían ocultar la belleza virginal de su cuerpo.

Fueron obligados a golpes y con grilletes, a abordar un barco, mientras caminaba sintió su mirada, ella volteó, era lo más hermoso que sus ojos hayan podido ver, sus miradas se entrecruzaron y ellos al verse ¡Se enamoraron!, Danmel fumaba un puro, la señalo.

En su idioma que no entendió, él exclamo dirigiéndose a uno de sus sirvientes: « ¡Será solo mía, déjala que baje, súbela a la hora acordada!». Bajo por unas nauseabundas escaleras, remo hasta que las manos sangraron, el agua salada la hizo estremecer, ¿realmente ella sabía lo que era estremecerse?, llegada la hora los subieron a cubierta.

Iba con la esperanza, esa que da el de saberse mirada de esa forma, fue llevada al camarote del capitán y, allí, fue violada—en su lengua pidió clemencia—. Danmel decía amarla mientras desgarraba su piel, la obligó a repetir su nombre una y otra vez, era un monstruo, despiadado, cruel, para él la forma de amarla era violarla sin importarle nada, esa era su esencia y él no la podía cambiar.

Ella se negó a amarlo bajo esas circunstancias, prefería la muerte —el único testigo, una estrella que la miraba a lo lejos—. Con el himen desgarrado y su vagina que sangro como volcán en erupción, ella y su corazón lloraban desconsoladamente por el dolor, fue bajada nuevamente a la bodega para hacer su trabajo.

She was African, she was fifteen years old when she was sold as a slave, the ragged clothes she wore over her humanity could not hide the virginal beauty of her body.

They were forced with blows and shackles, to board a ship, as she walked she felt his gaze, she turned around, it was the most beautiful thing her eyes had ever seen, their gazes met and they fell in love, Danmel smoked a cigar, he pointed at her.

In his language, which he did not understand, he exclaimed to one of his servants: "She will be mine alone, let her come down, bring her up at the appointed time!". She went down some nauseating stairs, rowing until her hands bled, the salty water made her shudder, did she really know what it was to shudder, when the time came they were taken up on deck.

She was taken to the captain's cabin and, there, she was raped -on her tongue she begged for mercy-. Danmel claimed to love her while he tore her skin, he forced her to repeat his name over and over again, he was a monster, ruthless, cruel, for him the way to love her was to rape her no matter what, that was his essence and he could not change it.

She refused to love him under those circumstances, she preferred death - the only witness, a star looking at her from afar. With her hymen torn and her vagina bleeding like an erupting volcano, she and her heart wept inconsolably from the pain, she was taken back down to the cellar to do her job.