You dip your fingers into my cunt. I am dripping wet and fearful. You bang my head against the wall, you drag me to the floor. You fuck me throat so hard that I vomit up thick dank spit - from somewhere inside my body. You come all over my face and smear it into my hair. You make my pull out my breasts, then put them away. Again and again in repetition, you pinch and torture my nipples.
At some point you let me sleep. The worst part of it all. You let me sleep.
You woke me up and carried on.
You force me to touch you when I don't want to. You forced me. You took away my will and trust in you - screwing my paper thin faith into a ball. A moment stretches out like gum. I want it to be over. You smack my face. Flick me, tweak me, make me cry.
"Thank you Grant. You are my safety. You keep me safe".
You make me say it again and again until it loses all its truth. Until I hate the sound of my own voice.
You pinch the muscles away from my bones. You hurt me incredibly. Discomfort and pain that I've never experienced before you. You tell me that I disgust you and you won't let me touch you. In vacant anguish I accept that you are everything.
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