I am bruised and sore all over. He was rough when he raped me then he beat me up after. I am laying on the battered mattress and hear the door open and footsteps walking down the stairs. I can smell it is him. I am bracing myself for more assaults he might deliver to me. He comes to stand in front of the door looking at me. I know he is wanting to see fear in me, but I won’t give him the satisfaction, so I just glare back. “Well, well, well. I see you are developing a backbone.” He sneers at me, “But that will only turn me on more.” He reaches and grabs his dick as it is already hard. “You do this to me.”
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