My last boyfriend. You just described him.

His dominance was a big turn on, for a while…

He became too controlling, and I broke up with him, by text…I was very afraid of him by that time.

He woke me up early the next Saturday morning and raped me. The thought came to me that it was his revenge.

His biceps are as big as my thighs. I said, “no”, “stop it”, “I don’t want to”, over and over. I could see something in, or rather, nothing, in his eyes.

He wouldn’t stop, and I just knew better than to try to fight him. He would have easily “handled” me like a rag doll, and never batted an eye.

He’s a great actor, in public, but when you get to know him, it seems like he’s a machine, pretending to be a human being…he came back an hour later and banged on the door for about twenty minutes. I was about to call 911 when he stopped. I waited an hour or so to be sure he was gone, and went to a friend’s.

I heard, later that afternoon that a man in this apartment complex got beat up pretty bad that morning. I haven’t asked about any details, and my neighbors kept their distance from me for at least a month.

Seems like men like that would be shot, or something by another man, but they are smart…crafty…

“Dodged a bullet on that one…”

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