swords men

in my head

Sleeping soundly, type was to his side to then furrow his brow has he felt the bed shake, he then slowly opened his eyes to look up to take in a deep breathe has he saw tharn to his side to be placing on his clothes. Type then went to his back to stretch his arms out to then go immediately to his stomach to wince, hearing the noise tharn turned to eye over type to then go to the bed to sit to the edge to move up the blanket to place his hands to either cheek to spread to eye over types very sore and red hole.
Type curled his hands into fists to place his forhead to the bedding to take in deep breathes has this action hurt.
Tharn then let his cheeks go slowly to then get up to go to the bathroom to return with a cream that might help, type groaned has this felt weird to then turn his head to the side to look to the wall with a face.
"So..... What is going to happen now?"
Tharn peered his eyes to type to then take them back to eye down to apply more cream.
"Keep your phone on."
Type signed to then look down..
"I am not doing this every day."
"After a........ Maybe two weeks of healing, yes you are."
Types eyes widened.
"You are insane. I am not going to have sex with you every single day, also we need to discuss what went on in....."
Tharn then grabbed the small towel he brought out with him to clean his hand to the pounce on type to place his hands to his wrists to pin them down to go to his ear for type to wince.
"You have no say in this. Also if I ever catch you in bed with that other again, I will make sure you watch when I kill him. Remember this type duungis! Every single inch of you is now mine!"
Tharn then placed his hands to his head to press it down for emphasis of his strength for type to move his hands to his to groan.
"Ooow!"
Tharn reached about to place his hands to his throat to pull type up for him to breathe heavily to remain to his ear.
"Remember!"
Tharn then slapped him up side his head to then get off the bed to go to the window, for type to cough to place a hand to his throat to then turn to his other side to watch tharn start to leave to give him an angry look..
"No! You can not dictate my life!"
Tharn laughed ruthlessly to then leave, type darted his eyes to then move down to place his head into the pillow to then scream into it.
After a moment he then turned his head to furr to his brow in worry, to roll his eyes.
So this is what my life has become? Why can't I seem to use what I have learned against him? I know I have the strength to and yet I don't, why!!!!
Type groaned and whimpered to then close his eyes to take in a very deep breathe.
I need to get up and take a shower, get yesterday off of me and... 
Types eyes popped open for him to then blush to place his head back into his pillow has he remembered that he actually enjoyed when tharn was inside of him and he actually said yes he wanted his cock.
Type shivered a bit to then slowly move about to get up to then shuffle to the shower to have his hands to the wall to have his head up for the warm water to hit his face to keep his eyes closed to take in deep breathes.
Type then moved his head down to have it hang to slowly open his eyes to dart has he watched the water swirl about the drain to sign.
I can't believe he actually was trying to have sex in front of sulina, what is wrong with him? Why can't I sleep in the same bed with him, I don't understand his logic at all! Then he is saying I'm his? What the fuck!
Type placed his forhead to the wall to keep eyeing down to be lost in confusion.
I just don't understand.
Type whimpered to then move his head back for it to get out of the water to then turn it off to go about to grab a towel to then wipe himself off, to then place that towel about his waist to go to the mirror to eye himself over.
What is going on in your life? Having consistent sex with him, not dispatching him when I need to and can, letting him do these things to you.... Pro..... Protecting him....
Type placed his hands to the counter to then hang his head to dart his eyes to shake it a bit.
Why did I do that? I could have ended so many things if I just told my father he was there, so why didn't I?
Type gritted his teeth to then slowly move his head up to stare at himself.
Think there is something wrong with me, or I'm trying to get back to what this gang used to be which was understanding and civility with others.
Type signed to then move his hands off the counter to then. to go to his bed to then lay to his side to eye over his clock that read 630am to then peer his eyes to the wall to dart.
It was too early for him to do any thing also his lower back and his rectum really hurt.
Type then closed his eyes to sign.
How can I get this to stop? Sleeping with sulina is not going to stop this, ignoring him is not going to stop this, what will? Maybe I need to just keep busy and make sure I'm never alone.
Type signed and hard to start to fall back to sleep to think about that plan, but will it work?