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"You are mine." He said in an almost growl. His voice was ragged and deep now, "And if I ever find out who did that to you, I'll kill him."
Jesse wasn't sure if he should say what he was thinking of next. There was a moment of silence between them before he continued.
"And Darcy," he said guessing at what happened in the barn that day, his voice softer now, "If anyone ever did hurt you, in the past, I hope you know that you could tell me about it. Because if someone did, even if a lot of men did, it wouldn't change how I see you. You'll always be precious to me. Tomorrow, I'll show you just how precious. But for now, sit up."
Darcy did as she was told and watched as her husband got out of bed. He turned on a light and went to the kitchen. Coming back with a small glass of water, he sat beside her on the bed.
"You've been crying," he said softly, "You need to drink."
Jesse handed his wife the glass. Darcy's hands were shaky as she reached for it, so he helped her take a few sips until she was able to hold the cup on her own. He stroked her hair until she was finished sipping the water. She looked up at him, her big eyes were impossible to read now. They looked like a mixture of gratitude and confusion and sadness. He looked at her for a moment. Then he pulled her close and gave her a kiss on the forehead. After he set the glass down and turned out the light, he curled up beside her in bed.
"Are you scared to sleep?"
"A little," She admitted.
"Why don't you hold my hand? I won't fall asleep until you do."
Jesse heard the covers shift and then felt Darcy's warm slender hand reach for his. Her fingers interlacing with his. He kissed her gingerly.
"Now get some rest. Tomorrow, I plan on showing you just how precious you are to me."
When his wife got up the next morning she saw that her husband had been packing a picnic. He just finished placing a bottle inside the basket when he turned to see her standing there. He smiled, kissing her forehead gently. When he pulled back he looked at her eyes, trying to see any evidence of distress. He was relieved to see that she looked happy.
- COMMENTS
Anonymousover 2 years agoRe: Anon and “relishing the return”
Initially I thought, said by someone who’s never been raped/ feared rape, probably male. I could easily be wrong if I am I apologise but the important thing to remember is that everyone handles this trauma differently and that’s physical and emotional. Even now in some cultures women are blamed because they allowed themselves to be used. Easily one of the worst things to handle are those who are forced to orgasm or self lubricate. That’s an utterly evil mindfuck brought on by a physiological response that the victim is unable to control.
Remember the context, it’s highly probable that nobody (other than her husband) will believe that she has been raped. It’s a he said v she said scenario and in that era of zero rights for women she would be slut-shamed for throwing herself at this other man. Women were property, frequently uneducated often seen as simple minded and tying for first place with money as being the *root of all evil*. Then add on whatever threats would have been made against her
This is an absolutely exceptional piece of writing and I can only hope it’s been cathartic to whoever needs it. I know that I appreciate it in full, sexual abuse is a lifelong trauma that permanently impacts on your life. Personal safety feels like an illusion. Unfortunately it doesn’t ease off when the guilty parties are dead. It must have taken a lot of courage to publish this. *virtual hugs*.
Tess (uk)
Anonymousover 2 years agoWhy is she protecting the rapist? Seems she is relishing his return for another go.
PrimandPinkover 2 years agoDefinitely not how I envisioned a sequel to this story! Oh it pains me that this happened to Darcy. But her and Jesses love and respect for one another is so strong, not even that can weaken it. I appreciate you using your platform to bring a healthy awareness to SA/rape and being responsible with your content! However a twisted part of me also wanted a Darcy and Jesse scene, but the nurturing side of Dom is so important it’s precious:)
On another note, no pressure but I am still anxiously waiting for Ch 14 to your other story! Great work as always. Cant wait
