#sep 16

Grateful Dead – Ripple

why does he have to show up so early? it isnt war. he eats breakfast there, so he told me to immediately make some for myself and send him a pic. and he told me wont pick me up tonight, i should relax and stay home. good for my ass, bad for me. i feel like he is punishing me for acting up. i feel unsettled. one moment im happy, the next i want to cry. today was rough. i think for both of us. it started out so good. he ordered food in, we talked, laughed, watched a movie. then he asked me for my phone. no problem. he was surprised that i have no lockscreen. what for. he asked me who everyone was in my whatsapp and deleted everyone he said i dont need anymore. so cute possessive! that made me giggle. i dont really mind! does that mean we are a thing? i sit between his legs, he says i need to drink more water, opens a bottle, holds my head, sticks it into my mouth and just starts pouring it in, im drinking, and he wont stop after what would have been normal. im sure i managed to drink like four glassed before i was fucking choking on it and coughing and he wont stop. just told me to take my hand off and poured the whole 1,5 liters in. it went all over me, coming out of my nose, i thought im going to fucking die. i admit, at that point i started breaking the rules. when he let go of me, i crawled away from him, coughing my soul out, and he sits there like bent forward his arms on his knees just watching me quietly. it felt like i was trying to cough the water out of my lungs for five minutes. my stomach hurt so bad, i thought im going to throw up. when it finally stops somewhat, he gets up, says the carpet is wet now, look at the mess i made, and that he has to punish me for it. i was mad! i told him punish me for what, he almost killed me, nobody can drink that much water! and he asks me quietly dont i know how to behave and smacks me so hard that i fall on my back, i didnt expect that, i was honestly in shock and suddenly he grabs my ankle and pulls me away towards who knows where. i had no idea what was going on. i was probably a bit scared of what he was going to do to me. i think he just did it bc my nose was bleeding and i didnt feel it because i was wet and he wanted me off his rug. i just kicked him so he would let me go. he wrestles me to the floor, i half scream that i want to go home and to let me go. he tells me to stop fighting him, what am i going to do anyway with him lying on top of me, we insult each other, he me more than i him, and then he just fucks me raw, no nothing. i feel i stopped moving that second. it was rough, but i got into it fast. then he made me crawl to the playroom, playfully kicking me over a few times and talking shit and laughing. and then he made me stand there with my hands behind my head, handcuffing me, turning the collar around and fixing a rope hanging from the ceiling to my collar, gags me. i thought he is going to beat me, but he walked out and just left me there for a long time. i think i spotted a camera in there, not sure. anyway, hated it and when i had to really really pee, i got lets say restless and mad again. i tried to pull the rope down, kicked the wall, of course screaming for him was no use either. but he did come! but just stood there, watched me trying to tell him i needed to use the toilet, laughing making fun of me, i was so fucking mad i kicked his leg, and he punched me in the stomach. good, now i know how it feels. dont need that in my life ever again. and he just holds me really tight and asks me why im fighting him so hard, that i have no chance against him, dont i know it just makes him hard? and lets say he was squeezing me too hard and i couldnt hold it in anymore. and he asks me if im pissing, if im that scared of him and laughs. i tried to cut it off, but i pissed on him and the floor. that was my new low point in my life. i was fucking mortified. i thought he would get mad, but he just holds me and tells me no matter what i do, he wont let go of me, that im perfect, we are perfect together, and i just start to cry.

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