I’m just feeling overwhelmed right now, physically, emotionally. My wrists are both bruised. He was upset that I called him a ‘dirty nigger’ and got pissed when I told him his friend Ty was a better fuck. I know he didn’t mean to, but when he smacked me across the face, like three or four times, he gave me a black eye.
Ten seconds in the door he tore off and ripped my dress to shreds. He gave me hickies all over my tits and on my neck. I swear, it felt like he was going to bite my nipples off. He kept smacking my pussy with his hand until it was burning hot with pain. He dragged me across the floor by the hair, from room to room. He ignored me when I begged him to wear a condom. He fucked the shit out of me. Took me anally with his spit for lube. Then made me suck his dick. Wrote ‘BITCH” on my forehead with a black sharpie. Left me crying on the kitchen floor. And then left.
I had a good cry about it this morning, and slept in. But I also masturbated. My clit is still throbbing. I pretty much got what I wanted, I guess, but, wow. That was intense. Because of the black eye and the marks on my breasts and the bruises on my wrists, I’m going to have to postpone my secret trip to North Carolina to see my husband. I can’t go looking like this.