“I’m sorry I let him hurt you.”
Conflict battling in his mind, he kept switching from anger to obsession, like he wasn’t sure what he was feeling or thinking, I tried not to let his confused emotions affect me but it was hard to ignore it all when he was grabbing me, holding me, touching me.
“You are mine.”
He breathed into my hair as he placed himself on top of me and I knew what was coming, at this point, I didn’t even know how to fight him off, I wasn’t sure I was capable of it anymore, or if I… really wanted him to get off me.
Looking up at him, I kept my mouth shut, afraid that if I denied him what he wanted to hear, he would hurt me and so, I lay there, waiting for the inevitable as he began to take off my clothes, breathing out murmurs of lust and confusion every so often, he ta
