Fight and Flight

After being fucked

shoot

I don't know how many times

enough that my pussy is sore

but not broken

we're dirty
we need showers

we smell

but I'm still a bit wiggly
and when his hand creeps down between my legs

I move myself up on the bed to give him more space

he's been threatening a fisting for sometime

and as I remember this -- I gush

I'm sure some people gush more during orgasm
for me?

it's a precursor

I'm half on one hip
and I feel is run down my thigh

he smears his hand over my leg
coating it

and begins to fuck me

with one finger

then two

and three

and four

pushing into me

sometimes slow
sometimes fast

and it's some combination of cumming and
squirming in pain

and I'm crying a bit
but I don't want it to stop
and I'm desperate for it to stop

and my body shuts down
stops

stops enjoying it
stops responding

moves into survival mode

and he picks up on this and withdraws
and comforts me by laying on top of me
in between my legs
head resting on me
as I caress his fuzzy head

and he turns his head
and starts to kiss my belly
and then nip

and I can't control myself

he bites so hard
I put my hands on my belly
squeezing them in between us
crying out "no"

as he nips and bites

he captures my hands and pins them down

and I fall apart

cornered
fighting him off
crawling into myself

sigh

it happens sometimes

I'm left feeling a failure
which is silly

but I felt sad
and cried a bit

and then slowly
came back to us.