“Your such a fucking jerk,”I said loudly. I can’t believe he actually thought I was gonna give it up after only 2 weeks of knowing him. We were sitting on the couch in his bedroom. “Oh come on, don’t take it that way…look I am sorry. I just really like you alot, your so sexy. I mean can you blame me. I am just so tired of kissing you and getting all hard, then I gotta stop.” I have to admitt he made me feel a bit guilty.
I felt sorry for him, but I am not the type of girl to put out so soon in a relationship. He started to kiss on my neck and move in closer. I couldn’t back away, I was pinned to the couch. He started sliding his hand up my shirt. I tried to push his hand away, but he wouldn’t stop. “Come on, stop it,” I said,”I can’t do this.” He wouldn’t listen, he put his hand on my breast. I quickly pushed him off, which was hard because he was so much bigger than I was. I started at my purse, so that I could leave, but his hand grabbed it before I could. I was starting to feel a bit threatened so I said firmly,”OK, this is not funny, I just want to fucking go home now. Give me my purse so I can leave.” His eyes turned cold and he replied,”I didn’t want it to be this way. I want you so much, and I thought you would be more understanding towards me.” I didn’t know what he was talking about so I answered back,”What the hell is your problem? Are you fucking insane, I am leaving!” I started towards the door, but he darted towards me. I tried to push him away, but he just grabbed my arms and forced them down. His weight was so heay on top of me, no matter how I moved it was pointless. I tried screaming, but he held my arms together with one hand and with the other he hit me hard enough to stun me. I felt him slide his hand up my skirt and along my thigh. I started to cry as he tore my shirt open causing the buttons to rip off. He moved his lips across my chest, he started to suck on my nipples. I tried to move again and he got angry, hitting me so hard I could feel the blood dripping down my face. “If you just stay still this won’t hurt as much!”He yelled down at me. I wanted to do something I wanted him off of me. He came up to try and kiss my lips, but I bit down so hard I tasted blood. “You fucking bitch!”He punched my stomach and I lost my breath. He lifted me up onto the bed. I was so worn out and I didn’t want to try, I knew he was going to do it or I would die trying to escape. His dick was hard and I could feel it against my thigh. I heard him taking his belt off and sliding his pants down. He took his belt and tied it around my hands. He brought his face up to mine and kissed me hard. I felt tears falling down quietly along my cheek. He pulled my panties off and started to bring himself inside me. His cock thrusted up into me so hard that I let out a cry. He started moving in and out as deep and hard as he could. The belt was so tight my wrist felt as if they were on fire. I felt his hands rubbing along my breast, and down my side. I could feel him thrusting in and out faster, I just wanted him to finish. He pushed his throbbing cock in one last time, letting all his cum inside of my body. He lifted himself up and pulled his pants back on. I watched him walk into the kitchen, he got a beer, and walked back into the living room. I saw him sit down and heard him click on the t.v. I couldn’t believe what had just happened, I turned over and puked while I hung over the side of the bed. I brought myself up and I looked down, there was blood on the sheets. My head was throbbing with pain as I walked slowy to the doorway. I tried to make it, but my body collapsed to the floor. My wrist were red, and I was in so much pain, I didn’t know what to do. I looked over and saw the phone, I wondered if I could make it…..