Last night while he was pounding me, I asked him to hurt me.
He bent me over a table, bit my sides and scratched my shoulders.
He smacked my ass, hard- the way I like it.
When we switched positions he put one hand on my throat and the other on my hip and said, “Ride this cock or I’ll suffocate you.”
He bit my nipples.
He grabbed my ankles and put them behind his head.
He held my down by my wrists.
He hurt me.
It was fantastic.

You know it was good when your hips are sore the next day and you can barely stand or walk because your pussy aches.

How happy you seemed Sunday with your arms around me tight, laughing, tickling, kissing…
Then Wednesday ending our relationship… with a text.
How am I to understand? Help me comprehend the break my entire being has encountered. I beg you. Heal me.