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I don’t try anything.
If I do, he’ll hurt me. He’ll hit me. He’ll make me bleed.
So I remain like a doll being used and abused without a fight.
I attempt to escape inside my head, but his thrusts forbid me to. There’s an animalistic power behind them, something that’s meant to keep me in the here and now, to make me feel every second of what’s happening.
Forbidding me from going anywhere else is crueler than the brutal act itself.
Monstrous, even.
My head falls on the pillow to muffle my screams, my tears, everything. My fingers dig into the mattress and my toes stiffen, but nothing erases the chagrin or the mixed feelings going through me all at once.
I pray for it to stop, but it goes on and on. He doesn’t finish. Doesn’t release me from my agony.
And soon enough, I find myself in my head again. I close my eyes and try to think of the most beautiful place I’ve been to. A green garden with colorful roses and singing birds.
But then the sky darkens and all the flowers leak a crimson liquid that looks like…blood.
I gasp, eyes shooting open when he pulls out of me and flips me over to face him.
Adrian is naked, his muscled chest coated with a sheen of sweat over the fine hairs. He has double sleeves of tattoos, but I’m unable to make them out in the darkness.
Even his face is shadowed as if he’s the Grim Reaper coming to take my life. “Where the fuck did you go, Lenochka? Keep your attention on me when I’m fucking you.”
“Please…Adrian…please…” My voice cracks with every word. “Please…stop…”
He plunges inside me again and my head rolls back from the force of it. My sobs and tears come out chopped as his thrusts break them apart.
Then I’m making strange sounds—they’re longer, high-pitched, and they aren’t sobs. My body tightens with something different than discomfort as sharp tingles assault the bottom of my stomach.
“You’re strangling my dick, Lenochka,” he rasps. “Are you going to come?”
I shake my head frantically, but even as I do, a wave of heat explodes under my skin and I scream for a different reason altogether.
I wish I was facing the pillow so I could muffle my voice, but since that’s not possible, I use my hand, biting down on it with all my might.
The sensations going through me are like being released from that black box. I’m tripping over my own feet, sprinting toward the open air as it hits my lungs with a blast.
The orgasm is strong, harsh, and nothing like I’ve felt before. My whole body is trembling and my insides are a mess of tingles and tremors.
I expect Adrian to finish, but he goes on and on, like a machine with no off button. My body glides across the mattress and the headboard hits the wall with each of his movements. He lifts my leg up in the air and pounds into me with renewed energy, as if he just started. His fingers dig into my skin and he pinches my nipple so hard, I see neon stars in the darkness.
The same wave from earlier hits me again, and this time, I don’t even have the energy to scream.
I’m so high above, I don’t think I’ll ever return.
But I do.
My body’s limp on the mattress as the aftereffect of the orgasm causes my limbs to shake.
Adrian is still not finished.
“Please…” I sob. “I can’t take it anymore…please.”
“You can. Your cunt was made for me, Lenochka.”
“Adrian…stop.”
