Elena

Pain

Pain

That was the only feeling which my brain could register and it wasn’t funny any longer were I could barely move a muscle. The reoccurrence of what happened kept playing in my head like a broken record and it was like I was in an endless nightmare with no route of escape.

It felt like I was drowning, I couldn’t breathe no matter how desperately I tried clinging for air. It was all useless. I felt my body being completely assaulted over and over again. My entrance being ripped and tore without any ounce of sympathy.

In one clean thrust, my everything was invaded and I yelled...