master kat and Bryant

your hurting me

"You're hurting me," she cried out, her voice trembling with a mix of fear and pain. He threw her onto the bed with a force that left her momentarily breathless. The room seemed to spin around her as she tried to regain her composure. "That hurts," she said again, her voice barely a whisper now, but filled with an undeniable plea for mercy. He paused for a moment, his expression unreadable, before stepping back. The tension in the room was thick, each second feeling like an eternity. She lay there, her body aching, but her mind racing with thoughts of escape and survival. She knew she had to stay strong, to find a way out of this situation, but for now, all she could do was endure and hope that somehow, this nightmare would come to an end.
He stood up, looking at her with a mix of frustration and something else she couldn't quite place. She looked back at him, tears streaming down her face, her body still trembling from the ordeal. The room was filled with a heavy silence, broken only by her quiet sobs. His expression softened for a moment, as if he was reconsidering his actions, but it quickly hardened again. She felt a glimmer of hope flicker and die within her. The tears continued to flow, each one a testament to her pain and fear. She couldn't understand how things had escalated to this point, how the person she once trusted could become so distant and cold. The weight of the situation pressed down on her, making it hard to breathe. She wanted to plead with him, to make him see reason, but the words stuck in her throat. All she could do was lie there, vulnerable and broken, hoping against hope that something would change, that he would find a shred of compassion and let her go.