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Oct 2018
You slap my thighs three times.
Clap!
Clap!
Clap!
Pain erodes in my thighs,
Stinging moves and up down my legs.
Anger builds in my chest,
Rage spews from my mouth.
Pain.
You evoke pain into me.
***.
Pain.
Most men like to evoke pain into their partners for ****** stimulation.
Slapping
Hitting
Spanking
Those are all painful.
I dnt think you realize the abusive monster resting dorment under the facade you show.
A powerful being, strength of two men.
Your arms take control of my little figure.
Slap!
Slap!
More pain, more stinging.
I lay in bed wondering what will it take for me to get up and walk away.
A bruise lip or busted forhead?
Eventually that monster is going to get hungry
And these little appetizer hits isnt going to be enough.
Just explaining how someone can be abusive and realize it. And also being abusive and wanting to face reality.
Written by
Leah  25/F
(25/F)   
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   Dani Just Dani
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