#metoo

I had been having sex with him, once a week or so, for a year.

It was exciting to be dominated by a strong, handsome man.

He became more and more demanding, until it wasn’t exciting any more.

I texted him and told him not to come back anymore. (I was afraid to talk to him, even on the phone)

A week later, he tricked me into letting him in. He pushed me down and began fumbling with my breasts. I kept telling him, “No! Stop it! You just woke me up! I don’t want to!!!” It was as if I hadn’t spoken a word. He was obviously not going to stop.

One of the reasons I was attracted to him in the first place, was his smooth, finely sculpted body.

Knowing how immensely strong he was, it would have been foolish of me to try to fight him. I just did as he said, even when he told me to go to the bathroom and clean out my anal cavity… my phone was in the living room. I had no choice but to do as he said. Even if I had been able to call 911, he could easily have hurt me badly and left long before the police arrived.

When he slammed his too long penis into me, savagely, with wild abandon, I began to emit grunts and squeaks. He said, with the coldness of a machine, not very loud, but scary, “SHUT UP!”

He stopped, looked at his penis, and said, “I’ll be back. My dick is still hard!”

He left, and came back in about a half hour.

He banged on the door so hard, for nearly half an hour, I was afraid it would break open.

Here’s where the woman,(me in this case), begins to think, frantically, about what she can do…

I could call the police, they would come, then I would have to tell them what happened. They would quickly learn that we had been having sex, regularly, for a year. They would see that I had no bruises, no cuts or scrapes.

They would arrest him. He would be bailed out. If it even got before a judge, he would claim that I was crazy, lying, it was consensual, etc…the authorities would go along with his story.

Long before that possibility, I would, at the least, have a malignant narcissist, physically powerful, intensely angry with me, and loose on the street…

Some people will say that I should have been more careful with my selection of a man. Others would cite my choices in apparel, etc…

This is the reality that women live with every day, a result of thousands of years of patriarchy.

I hope that many will read your essay. Thank you for writing it.

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