I can’t remember anything when I wake up. I can’t remember anything at all. I try to move and everything hurts. When I open my eyes, I don’t recognize the room. The bed I’m in isn’t my bed. I look down at my body. There are bite marks on my breasts and thighs, even between my legs. One of my nipples is swollen and crusted with blood. I feel dizzy when I try to stand and fall back on the bed. I can’t keep my eyes open and drift back into unconsciousness again. It seems much kinder.
“Wake up bitch!”
I wake up with a start. Someone has a handful of my hair and is tugging my head up. I open my eyes and there’s a man standing over me. His hand is tangled in my hair and he’s pulling me out of bed. I feel like a doll or a puppet. He drags me out of bed and to the floor. He jerks me up on my knees and pulls my head toward him. With his free hand, he unzips his pants and pulls out his cock. Before I can say a single word, he shoves his dick into my face.
“Open up and suck, slut!”
I don’t know what else to do, so I open my mouth. He does the rest. He forces his cock all the way into my mouth. I try to catch some air before his prick fills my mouth, but I can’t. All I can do is suck. He holds my head in place and feeds his cock to me. While he’s raping my mouth, I start crying. I feel helpless and confused. The man abusing me seems to like this, to enjoy my tears. He pulls his cock out of my mouth and rubs it across my lips, his precum mixing with my tears.