Donte... my boyfriend who I've been with for about a year now. He was really good to me, he gave my everything and treated me like his queen. Until... and few months into our relationship things got bad. He became really possessive of me and we fought a lot because he was cheating on me but he wouldn't let me leave him, and when I tried to leave he would go off and shit got rough. He would hurt me. The other night I was at his place and he was supposed to be there but he wasn't I called,I text, I got nothing. I was waiting for forever,then finally he showed. He walked in I just stared at him. I knew where he was.
"The fuck you looking at cunt!" he said getting in my face.
"I-I've been waiting here for hours." I said looking down. "You were with her weren't you?" I said looking back up at him.
His eyes went dark. His face stiffened. He started to laugh a little.
"Feeling confident aren't ya?" He said.
I just look down.
"Huh!!" He yelled clutching my face hard yanking it up to face him.
"Baby please.." I said with tears running down my face.
"SHUT THE FUCK UP!!!!"he yelled, raising his hand smacking me as hard as he could, knocking me to the ground. He grabs my hair yanks me up,and punches me in the nose, I could feel the blood running down and into my mouth. He throws me to the ground and starts kicking me repeatedly. I stated screaming and crying begging him to stop but he'd just go harder and harder. Then he stops,And walks off ,then comes back. He grabs my hair again and drags me to the basement. I knew exactly what was about to happen.
"Baby please don't I-I'm sorry" I pleaded to him crying uncontrollably.
He ignored me. He tells me to strip.
I just stand there.
"Fucking strip!!! Don't make me do it for you Imani!!!" He yells.
I timidity start to take my clothes off.
"Faster!" He yells.
I speed up removing everything. I stand there naked looking down. Donate walks to me and stares at me. He smiles.
"I'm going to fuck you up so bad" he says.
I look up.
"Please don't" I whisper starting to cry.
"Quiet!" He punches me in the stomach and I fall to to ground.
He grabs my hair and drags me to the pole and ties me to it and then puts a cloth in my mouth and then duct tapes it.
"Bad girls get punished" is all he said before walking away and grabbing the whip.
He lifts it and slashes my back.
"Mmmmmm!!!!" I squealed with the tape over my mouth.
He keeps going whipping me harder and harder, making me squeal and cry uncontrollably. Eventually I black out.
