by Alex756
A well written exposition of the degradation that can be inflicted in the name of love.
I hope that she throws a few rocks at him but my sad expectation is that she would remain his until he kills her.
I wish I didn't recognise so many people from this story.
Two despicable people in a despicable relationship. I can't tell whether this is supposed to be erotic masochism or just sexual anger and rage.
Some women actually live in hell every day. The truth of your story I found to be the privacy of the bathroom. My abuse isn't physical, every bit of it is emotional but those are scars that never heal. Well written.