Challenge
Write about your worst one-nighter.
The most organically shared entry's author wins $100.
Damn you
Breaths got deeper as my mind faded away and into the background. I felt nothing. He stroked me - I felt nothing. I knew it was all wrong - but I still felt nothing. He pulled my palms towards his abdomen, hoping for a pleasure I knew to give only one person. I didn't want to be there: I wanted to leave but I couldn't - the paralysis crawled up my spine and I just lay there, hoping that my pain would vanish. He took from me all sense of belonging. His hands claimed my body in ways I never consented to. He took my peace and inner content, and he left me here trying to overcome the aftermath of his rape with the one person I would die for. I am sorry.
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