Rough Session

I exhaled, never truly accustomed to his weight, but reveling in the feeling of it covering me in possession. Cold tendrils of fear began to rise as I lay there in the aftermath. I had agreed to his wish. I felt sick and afraid. Regardless I had promised and I must bear with dignity my darkest fears, come what may. I was left with his last words that stuck in my head, uttered as he lay there in the aftermath of his lust. "Now wouldn't it be nice if we could do this and you did not feel the hurt? Lidia, I'm sincerely just trying to help you........."

His statement bothered me.......