Life After the Storm

As I'm starting to wake up, I feel pain radiating all over my body. As I open my eyes, I am terrified of what is happening to me. I then realize that Ivan is fucking me from behind. I go and grab onto the sheets on the bed to pull myself up, trying to get away from him. When he realizes I'm awake, he takes his cock out of me and flips me over onto my back and gets on top of me.

I start hitting his chest, screaming, “get off of me, Ivan, stop this.”

I feel a hard slap across my face, “I told you, Lilly, that you were going to pay for what you did.”

“No I don't want this, please Ivan no.”

him stop. When He finally lets go of me, I then make a run for the door, trying to escape him. I try to open the door, but it's looked. I began to bang on the door screaming for help, but no one comes. I then feel as Ivan pulls me back by my hair. He

but I become so dizzy I hate not being able to move. I then feel Ivan take a hold of my hand and pull up to the headboard, I try to fight back, but there is know fight left in me as my body is broken. I try to find enough strength to move, but then I become terrified when

I scream out in pain begging him to stop, but he only becomes rougher. I am uncertain of how much more I can take. Fuck why did I hesitate to run, I shouldn't have hesitated? As I felt tears running down my cheeks, wishing that all of this would just be over. As he began squeezing my breast hard, more tears traveled from my eyes, then he squeezed on my nipples which made me Yelp

as far as he can as I try to force them shut. He gets so angry He then slaps me in my inner thigh, God it hurts. I don't stop trying to prevent him from raping me. I can tell that he is getting tired of me trying to refuse. I watch as he gets up from the bed he walks to his dresser. I

feels like he's going to break me. I don't understand how a person who is supposed to love you can give you such pain. At this moment, all I really want is to die, I can't handle the things that Ivan is doing to me. Fuck how am I going to be

off. I feel his fluids all over my body, wishing I could get a shower to get myself clean. Knowing that him stopping isn't going to happen anytime soon as I can tell that he is enjoying himself. Even though