A small and violent fantasy.

I am lying next to him on the bed. He's looking at my face, how he usually does, soft and happy. We haven't long woke up together and I'm thinking about him, about coffee and rubbing my eyes.

He threads his fingers into my hair and hisses at me quietly "Get up". I hesitate. "Get up now". With him still holding my hair tightly ensuring my face is pushed hard into the pillow, I scramble to my knees. Bent and crooked, head down and to the side. He pulls more on my hair and pushes harder on my skull. My ears throb painfully. "Good girl".

He yanks bank the duvet and exposes my trembling skin. He runs his fingers down my side, pinches the rolls and dips of flesh, pokes and prods my rib cage, smacks my dangling breasts hard with the back of his hand. I whimper and he spits in my face. "Be quiet. Shut up". He spits in my face a further few times. My flushed skin is wet and cold and begins to itch as the saliva settles.

"Turn towards me". I don't understand. "Turn your fucking holes towards me". I try my hardest to curl my lower spine and tilt my hip as far as I can. He yanks my legs towards him as my body bends and U's unnaturally. With his one hand still holding my head he uses the other to forcefully push open my cunt with his fingers. I am wet and excited from the spit and the fear and he smirks at my sodden little face. "You're fucking disgusting".

He pushes his fingers in an out of me with painful force. He retracts them and smacks my genitals with his palm dully. He goes back to probing my front before dragging his sodden fingers back out and smearing my fluids over my arse. He fills both my holes when his fingers go back inside. I wince at the discomfort and sniff in a breath. He uses my hair to shake my head back and forth. "Silly little girl. This doesn't hurt. I can make it hurt a lot more".

He pushes his tongue into my mouth and makes me drool on myself. He bites my jaw and my ears and my neck. More fingers continue to stretch and hurt me and I've lost all hope of pleasure or satisfaction. He starts to twang sensitive internal muscles making me flinch and jump. My neck is strained every time I move from the pressure his palm exerts on my skull. He's smiling. He spits in my face for the last time and pulls it close to his. I can feel the heat of his breath and his fingers continue to contort and manipulate my body. His teeth sink painfully into my cheek. "Mine to use. Mine to hurt. Mine to fuck"... Your's forever.