He pulled out, I gasped and struggled for breath as he lay down next to me and held me close, once again stroking my hair and breathing heavily now as we lap in a pool of sweat and blood. I continued to sob and as he kissed my cheek.
“See? Wasn’t so bad now was it baby? Now next time, you know you can be a good girl for me” he whispered in my ear and hugged me tighter to him.
I sobbed silently as he held me, the thought of there being a next time scared me. I decided not to respond as he breathed on me, a little calmer now. I drifted to sleep, my thoughts swimming with the danger and what he could possibly do next time, I mean, it couldn’t possibly be as bad as this, could it?
