Bloody Kisses

Sammy

I had just put the food up from dinner and I was headed to the master bathroom to go wash up when I heard him trying to get in. I quickly rushed upstairs to go brush my teeth and try to avoid him.

"Sammy!" I heard him shout his booming voice echoing through the house.

I stayed quiet and went to the bedroom. Usually he will just give up and pass out on the couch. Almost every Friday night he would go out with his buddies and grab a quick drink. But, usually that quick drink would turn into two quick drinks, then three, then four, and so on. Tonight was different. Tonight he wasn't going to give up so easily.  I could tell...

"Sammy! Where are you?" He sang out.

I tried to brush it off and get some shut eye. I had changed into a big red oversized T-shirt that was like a dress and a pair of plain old boxers, laid down on the bed and cuddled up. But he still wasn't giving up.

"Sammy! I need you! I need to be inside of you!" He slurred coming closer to the bedroom door.

I continued to keep quit not even making a peep hoping that he would go away. But just my luck he busted through the door making a loud clumsy entrance.

As he stumbled towards me he started stripping mumbling words I couldn't even understand. Once he was in nothing but his plaid  boxers he tried to uncover me but I held on tight to the thick comfy blanket separating me and the drunken man.

"Damnit Sammy..work with me here." He said finally freeing my fragile body.

"Blake please...please not tonight. H-how about tomorrow night when...you're a bit more sober?" This question seemed to only piss Blake off more. Before I knew it he was grabbing my wrists so hard I could feel them bruising already.

"Oww...Blake stop! I-it hurts!" I stated struggling against him.

"Stop being such a pussy!" He yelled throwing me on the edge of the bed with my butt in the air.

"Blake! Please!" I felt the tears as they ran down my cheeks.

This caused him to slap me hard making my head spin. Once his boxers were off mine were the next to go. He then grabbed a fistful of my hair lining himself up with me. Once he slammed himself in I lost all control.

The only thing remember is pain and bruises...lots and lots of bruises

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       Sorry this isn't super great but like.......men
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