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the hell is wrong with him?” She asks.
    “It’s all my fault. Maggie, I didn’t tell him where I was going.” I sob.
    “THIS. IS. NOT. YOUR. FAULT. No man ever should hit a woman.” She declares firmly.
    “He didn’t mean to. He’s never done this before. Maggie, I should’ve invited him. I was selfish wanting time with you.”
    “Dina, nothing justifies this. He made you bleed. I’m sure you will have bruises.” She cries holding my hand. “Please, Dina, think about this.”
    I say nothing and go to my room. She doesn’t understand. Michael doesn’t call me and the silence is maddening. I’m hurting and he’s not here to comfort me. I deserve the punishment, but to be shut out, it crushes me.
     
     

(2 Months Later)
     
    Michael and I worked through things. Things aren’t perfect, but he’s with me. He loves me. We’ve been together long enough that I know what he wants, needs, and expects of me. When I fail, I deserve to be punished. This teaches me to think before I make the same mistake twice. Michael doesn’t want to hurt me. He does it to make me be better. The last few months have been hell. It’s my own doing. I know what triggers Michael, well most of the time.
    I’m not one hundred percent sure what set him off last night though. He usually likes green on me. When I put on the silk green bra and panty set with garters and stockings, I never imagined it would have upset him. I wanted a romantic evening. Candles lit throughout my room, Maggie is at Brayden’s for the night, I text Michael to come over.
    He enters my room, I saunter over to him. As I reach up to kiss him, he grabs my wrist. “What the hell is this?” Taken aback by his attitude, I remain silent.
    “Dina, what the hell is this? You dirty little whore. You want dick. This is about not getting my cock enough?” He says grabbing himself with his free hand. “Everything is always on your terms.” He shouts at me.
    “No, Michael, I just thought…..”
    “You thought….. who told you to think. I’ll give you my fucking dick when I damn well want to, not because you are being greedy and trying to seduce me.”
    Before I can respond, the back of his hand comes across my face. I taste the metallic of my blood, from my now busted lip. He’s holding me by my wrist so tightly my hand is numb from the lack of circulation. He back hands me again. The room is spinning. My nose now bleeding, my eyes swelling, as he repeatedly hits me.
    Suddenly, he releases my wrist and grabs both my breasts, yanking them free from the cups of my bra. He pinches one, at my wince; he comes down and sucks the other then bites me harshly.
    “This what you want, bitch? You want my dick, that’s what you called me here for.”
    With that, I am shoved onto my bed. Scared and unsure of what’s going to happen, I become frozen in this place and time. He tugs harshly on my panties, removing them. Lost in emotion, lost in the rough sensations, and lost in thoughts of a night going terrible wrong, I’m surprised when Michael roughly inserts two fingers in my core.
    “Oh, yes, you like it rough. Keep it tight for me, baby, fight it.”
    Oh no, this is not what I wanted for tonight. What am I going to do? Michael stops the assault of his fingers on me as he removes his clothes. He is over me, nudging my legs apart as he bites at my neck.
    “Get ready for me, Dina. I’m going to give it to you rough and dirty, like the little whore you are.”
    I can only manage to nod my head up and down. Not that I’m in agreement, but what else can I do? The quicker this is over with, the quicker I can fix myself. My silence and inactivity sets Michael off more. He puts his hands around my throat, choking me.
    “Bitch, you wanted this, now take it.”
    I struggle, gasping for air. He slams into me at the same time he releases my neck. The need for oxygen over takes the pain I feel as he is harshly ravaging my body. I want to crawl in a corner and die. Hell