Revenge, Pt 14 The Truth - Sex Stories

Revenge, Pt 14 The Truth

... play with your nipples, I twist them until you scream. That's how you want it." She flinched again at my harsh tone. "That's... no, that's not right..." she said. How could she be in so much denial? After all the things we'd done together? "You told me yourself, I remember what you said right before I fucked you for the first time, you said... 'I like it when you hurt me, it makes me feel like I'm yours.' You don't want a boyfriend, Jessica. You don't want me to get over my anger or to start treating you like an equal. You want to be used. To be fucked. To belong to me." "Stop it." she said. She'd said all this to me herself, why was she still fighting it? "Jessica-" "No, stop! Just... just shut up!" she shouted. "Just shut the fuck up!" For a few seconds we just sat silently in the dark. "It's been a while since you talked to me like that." I said eventually, smiling tiredly. "Oh, what are you gonna do, whip me again?" she hissed. "Keep it up and I probably will, yeah." I said. "What if I don't let you?" she said. "What if I don't just bend over and accept it?" "Then I won't do it." I said. "So... so really, I can do whatever I want and you can't stop me." she said with a challenging tone. "I can leave." I answered, meeting her eye. She frowned, then sighed shakily. "So that's it." she said, "I let you treat me like a slut or I don't get you at all." "That's it." I said. She seemed to think on this for a second. In the low light it looked like she was just pouting at me, but ...

... then I saw a tear well up in her eye. She cried silently, tears running down her cheeks. She covered her eyes with her arm for a second, then wiped the tears away. I didn't know what to say to her. This wasn't how I'd thought this conversation would go. Well, maybe that was because I'd never seriously considered having this conversation with her. "Is this really so bad, though?" I asked, "I mean, no one's getting hurt..." I trailed off as she snorted with laughter, then wiped away another tear. "Right, bad wording." I said, smiling, "Well, no-one else is getting hurt, and when you do get hurt, it's always something you agree to..." She was quiet for a while, thinking about what I said. "I want you to decide... if this is still what you want." I said. She just looked at me, her expression unreadable. "Decide if you still want to belong to me. To be mine. You need to think about what that means, and decide if it's a relationship that can make you happy." Despite everything, I half expected an immediate agreement, another confession of her undying love. But she just nodded and looked away. "I told you from the beginning that I didn't want a girlfriend." I said, "I never misled you about anything. This is... this is how I need things to be." "I get it." she said, a touch of bitterness in her voice. She lay down on the bed and tried to relax, letting out a deep breath, but she still held her body too stiffly. "We can keep talking about it, if you want." I said. She didn't look at ...