Ok guys I'm back now I'm updating cuz I'm excised for wwe coming tomorrow well techanlly today cuz it's officially 12:09 as I writing this and so dean, roman, and dolph is going to be there and I'm so happy cuz I have tickets to see them! Lol any way I'm a update for yall before I get too busy too and I want to thank everyone who reviewed especially Raquel the writer she has been reviewing since day one and I must say soon she will get help but I won't say when… well now I'm done so I will go on….
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Brock has striped himself of his clothes and is walking towards me with a smirk a pond his face.
"Please don't…" I plea
I don't know how but I'm on the bed with no ounce of clothes on, but with the cover over me,
"You're such a dirty whore... I love it..."
He snatched the blanket off of me, making me turn my head in embarrassment.
"I'm a fuck you until you beg for me to stop, even then I'm a keep going until… I… make …you… scream…"
I fight to stop the tears again; he's not going to see me cry anymore. Another lie I tell myself, Brock moves his self over me and pins both of my arms above my head with one hand, I keep my head to the side to keep from looking at him,
"What... you don't want to look at me any more…" he says with a sarcastic tone
I still look away trying hard not to even glance at him…
"If you keep looking away you're going to hurt my feelings."
" what feelings, you never had any.."
he dosen't like my reponse to him and he slaps me.
He takes his free hand and turns my face towards him,
"Say you love me… and it will be your apology to me."
I just look at him…
"SAY IT DAMIT!"
I stare at him, and then spit in his face.
He gets mad and let go of my arms and wipes his face with his hands, I try to scoot, myself from him then he gets angry and grows low at me then slaps me hard in the face again.
He snatches my arm and drags me back down on the bed and he pins my hips with his, I cringe and turn my head again, I hate when he trys to make eye contact with me, trys to make this feel like love making, it will never be love making, i never loved him...
but thats another lie I tell myself, to make myself feel better, at one point and time i did love him, but love isnt hitting and talking down to the one you want to be with forever...
He then grinds his hips on me and starts "dirty talk"
"Why do you always fight with me? Huh?"
I keep staring at the wall…
"You know, I've always thought you were sexy when you were discussed with me, for awhile it was a turn on"
I look at him with discuss on my face.
"yeah i would make you mad at me just for we could have sex but now, its just fustrateing
i smirk at him and yet again it pisses him off, he takes this moment to grope me and I open my mouth in discuss it creates window to kiss me and buck his hips back into me.
"Ahhhh... NO!..." I scream into his mouth
He thrust back into me with force and keeps snapping his hips back and forth into that motion.
I try to push his lips off of me but it just makes him force himself more on me,
"Ahhhhhh! God! Make it stop!"
Brock smiles and snaps his hips harder against me…
"Gahhhhh! Please! I'm sorry!... Please stop!" I cry harder
"God baby you know how to hake a man hard…. I just can't stop moving my hips for you." Brock smiles
I lay there in agony and pain, and crying my eyes out for him to stop but in all my attempts I fail and I let him use me.
Like he always dose…
"God you feel amazing me just…. Ugh… yeah!"
He keeps his moves fast and skillful, I go quite and my body is numb under his, the force of his body on mine hurts, the room is quiet but sounds of skin slapping and him grunting.
I try to move when he Conantrates on Cumming I slip my arm out of his grips and he notices, I hide my face e fore he slaps me.
He stops all movements and shoves himself into me, I scream out in agony then he punches me in the stomach to stay quiet, I hum in pain and hold my stomach as he's back on top of me again, he uses the headboard as leverage and pounds into me again making my body snap back into his.
I close my eyes and cry as he cums in me, his body goes limp on top of mine and he starts panting hard. I try hard not to move but his body weight is crushing me and I can barely breathe.
"Amazing… just perfect… I … love you …" he pants out
I cringe at the words and sob into the pillow next to me.
He kisses the side of my head and finally rolls off of me; he cuddles into my side and throws his arm over me.
"I love you baby, you will always be by my side… forever…."
"He doesn't mean it" I say to myself "he never means it."
I finally cry myself to sleep and hope for the next morning that I won't wake up…
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Drained…. Song inspiration: didn't mean it by: jasmine V
With,
~unique love~