Two Sides To Him

Two sides to him

I begged him to stop, but that only got me slapped again, My face ached it felt like it had swollen up I could barely keep my eyes open but that was the least of my worries. He was at it again, he was doing what he had promised he wouldn’t do anymore. He told me that he had a sickness and that it was a compulsion, but he never told me how to stop it. I begged him “Please…STOP” tears running down my red cheeks, He pulled my hair and yelled “you know you like it!!” He slapped me again, he grabbed my breast in each hand and tore of my bra. He licked and bit my nipples, I jumped and gasped at the feeling. My mind just kept pleading and screaming NO NO NO He sucked and licked my nipple then moved his wet tongue to my stomach while his hand roamed free in my thighs, he brought it up between my legs and violently pulled my panties off. I cried out and begged him to stop to fight it! He smiled at me evilly and slipped one finger in me, he moved fast. “oh baby you’re getting so wet” I groaned in pain, his finger nails cutting at my insides . I kicked and screamed but he choked me and slapped me again.

My name is Helen and I’m 23 years old, I’m a very athletic person, I loved to play baseball. I had light brown hair, nice tanned skin, I’m a 34 C in Bra size but I’m fairly small, petite 5’3. But I have nice dark green eyes, They remind me of my mother.  I loved to work as an English teacher in a cute elementary school in Long Island. My parents died when I was 15 so my grandma raised me along with my big sister Kathie, who is now 27 and engaged. Steven, her fiancé, is really nice he works at a big law firm in the city and loves my big sister, which is enough for me. Kathie is beautiful she is a little taller than I am, blonde hair and the dark brown eyes, I guess she got my father’s eyes. I got along with her really well, we had mutual friends and similar careers she was a math teacher in a high school in New York. I always dreamed of living in the city and starting a fun sophisticated life close to my sister, but that all changed when grandma died. She left everything to us even her cute small yet comfy house. My sister had already settled down in New York so I had to be the one to take it and live here in Long Island.  But life isn’t bad I still got out there every other weekend or holiday to my sister’s and hang out, and I have plenty of friends here. The principle in my school, Andy is my high school best friend, we grew up together, he met my parents, he stood by me when they died, he stood by me when grandma died, Yes he was the bestest friend I could have asked for. Well…that was before the night. The night I’ll never forget, the night that changed my life for ever. The night when I discovered his true self.

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