Battered Beloved

The most strenuous and exhausting ordeal to deal with was having him be my first. He completely astounded and amazed me and increased my thirst. For him i was bounded and grounded. Trapped in emotional dysfunction. Later on, I came to find out that this relationship had a vital malfunction. One day came home and he struck me across the dome. Not only was i surprised, his true self was disguised. I didn't know who he was anymore because at one time he was someone i adored. He apologised. Told me that he was upset and couldn't rationalize. So I just went to the gym, got a trim, and in a whim I went back to him. That was mistake number one. The initial apology was immediatly undone. The next incident took place at the park in the dark. We sat together on a bench and gazed at the city across the water. Saw nothing more beautiful and looked at the stars. But inside I had noticible scars. They were introspectively inflicted. I couldn't help it though. To him i was so addicted. In an instant i was shocked. He wanted me to grab his cock. He said to me, "Put it in your mouth". I told him i wasn't going down south. Especially if we're out & about. I wasn't into public sexual affection, but he still had an erection. Thinking that I might give in, I just cheesed and showed him my grin. He didn't think this was funny and threw me like I was a bunny. I had dealt with this before but foolishly i thought he wasn't going to do this to me anymore.
TO BE CONTINUED....