SUZIE
I was crying. He was done. And he finally pulled away from me. I couldn't remember how many turns he took on me. I just knew that I endured his rough sex and the way he manhandled me the whole night. I endured it until my insides were numb because of the too much pain. And every single time I tried to stop him, he would threaten me with something.
My hiccups couldn't stop. My eyes were red and swollen due to constant crying, my lips were bleeding because he bit on them and my throat was sore because I was constantly screaming. I shriek tore through my lips as I tried to sit up. It was nearly impossible to sit up. I laid back down on the bed, despite the urge to pee. I looked at my naked body, covered in bruises and hickeys.
He didn't hit me or anything. He just held me so brutally, nibbled and sucked my skin so roughly, that it left marks all over my body. I turned to my side and started crying. “What now? Do you think Ariana was safe? Your stupid father forced himself on her over a stupid misunderstanding. She went through all this when she was a lot younger.” He spoke, walking out of the bathroom, freshly showered.
“You are the one to talk. I know I was wrong in every fucking way toward Ariana. But pulling Charlie on for the lie of extra marital affair and calling their child the product of her cheating, it was all you.” I growled back at him, crawling out of the bed.
I screamed in pain when I fell on the ground. I was crawling my way toward the bathroom to save myself from the embarrassment. “You can just ask me.” He growled in an annoyed tone. Before I knew it, he scooped me up in his arms and carried me to the bathroom.
“Where to?” He asked.
“Toilet! Where else?” I replied, glaring at him. He sat me down on the toilet. I wanted to keep holding it until he would get out of the bathroom. But with pain and exhaustion and too much pressure on my bladder, it came out on its own as soon as I was on the toilet seat.
It burned. It burned like hell. It felt like someone shoved a cactus up my vagina and fucked me with that thing into my walls were raw and bleeding.
Then I had to pee so bad right after that. My raw skin burned as pee touched it. Along with his thick semen that just kept flowing out of my vagina, I saw blood mixed with that white stuff.
I looked up and found him staring at the toilet seat that was turning red. And my red and raw vagina. “Are you happy now? You have successfully punished me. Did that satisfy you in the way you wanted? You married me. How could you be so cruel?” I cried, washing my insides.
I tried to hold back tears but I couldn't. “You blame me for everything as if I was the mastermind. I was forced to seduce you. Yes, I was greedy and selfish back then. But aren't all people my age greedy and selfish?” I questioned him again. I was done. I tried to get up because my legs had no strength in them whatsoever.
I was crying in the toilet seat when I heard the sound of water running. I looked up and found him filling up that small tub of mine with warm water and he added soap and essences.
Once he was done, he scooped me up in his arms and carried me bridal style. He sat me down in the warmth of the water. As soon as my body soaked into hot water, I moaned in satisfaction.
“Take your time here. I'll fix something to eat for you. And some medicine.” He whispered as he turned around and walked away. He had finally left me alone in my home. My home. It was supposed to be my safe place.
It was my safe place, I had made it mine. I had built a life. I was paying for everything I had done. But I knew I didn't deserve any of that. I broke down into tears and let it all flow freely. I wanted my anger and pain to escape with my tears. I wanted to cry until everything would go numb again. If only that could work in any way.
I started washing my body with a scrubber. I wanted his traces off of me. But I knew it was nearly impossible. He made sure I would be his in every single way. That's why he filled my womb with his semen more times than I could count.