O Senhorio 2

I lost all my respect towards Ben. I spent the whole week figuring out whether it was wise to make a police report after he sexually assaulted me. I hated it that I was so afraid to tell anyone because it could have been my fault.

I hated it even more seeing Ben passing by as if nothing happened between us. We were living in the same house, for fuck sake! I couldn’t keep bumping into him.

I came to a decision to pack up and leave that apartment. Left a short note to Dores, telling her that I’d be staying with Lin in case she needed me.

I did not give a shit if my employer found out that I was not living in the apartment they paid for me. I just couldn’t stand that Ben moved on as simply as that. He deserved all the bad things, in my opinion. He made me feel like crap.

“Just so weird your landlord never bothers fixing the damn heater,” said Lin, frustrated after I gave out the excuse.

“It was an old heater that needs to be replaced with a new one,” I said, even though there was no problem with the heater.

Ben fucked up my life so hard that I couldn’t concentrate on my work anymore.

Though I lasted only about 2 days before I rushed back to Ben’s apartment, shouting at him like a crazy person.

“Apologize!” I demanded. “If you don’t apologize I will call the police!”

Ben just stared at me like he went blank, and turned around to continue with what he was doing.

“Seriously?!” I lost my temper. I grabbed the cushions on the sofa and threw at him across the hallway into the kitchen.

“I don’t know what happened, okay!” He defended. “It just.. happened.”

“So you want to walk away like nothing happened?!”

“I never intended to..”

“Why did you attack me?!”

“I told you I don’t know.”

“Bullshit, Ben! Didn’t your stupid religion teach you about self control?!”

“Don’t call my religion stupid..”

“YES. You worship a goddamn psycho.”

That was it. Speaking ill of his belief triggered him. He came straight to me, pushing me down on the sofa with one hand on my mouth.

“Shut up!”

I couldn’t move a muscle with him on top of me. I had to give in and wait for an opportunity to strike back, while thinking I should scream and attract the neighbors.

Then, I saw the look in his eyes. He was telling the truth, he couldn’t control it. I could feel his hand moving under my skirt.

“Ben, you don’t want to do this,” I said. “Talk to me.”

He grabbed me by the neck and pinned me down again. I tried to push his hands off me but I ended up scratching his arms instead. He slid my panties to the side and touched me down there with his rough fingers.

My body jolted in response to the touch I had never experienced before. His nails were cracked sharp from the drilling work he did every day, and the skin of his fingertips was like of sand paper surface.

“It hurts!” I said. “Stop it!”

He turned me and made me shut up by pressing my face against the sofa. I couldn’t breathe. I was crying.

From there, I could see the size of his penis as he was figuring out the right position. It won’t work, I thought.

“Ben, let’s talk,” I begged.

He grunted like a mad dog as he pushed himself in a little. I started screaming, but my scream ended at the sofa, unheard.

I cried. “It won’t fit, you asshole! It will rip me apart!”

“You deserve that,” he said, as he violently pushed much further in. I could feel my skin stretching around his cock but I was unable to respond more than that.

It felt like I had small cuts everywhere inside.

I saw Ben’s face as if he was swallowing an egg, most likely he was in pain as well. I took this chance to pull myself out and slap his face as hard as I could.

“I liked you, jerk!” I shouted in tears. “I liked you since the day you picked me up from the airport! Now I don’t want to like you anymore!”

With that, I ran to my room and locked myself in. I curled in bed, crying in pain. My whole body was hurting and all I wanted was to stay away, as far away from that psychopath.

A moment later, he came knocking on my door, asking me to let him in.

“I’m sorry,” he said. “Yani, please let me take a look at you.”

I pretended I was sleeping. In fact, I stayed in bed for one whole day. I went out to use the bathroom only when I knew Ben was at work, but it stung to pee, as probably there was a cut somewhere. I was too scared to touch down there just to check, but I was also scared of telling anyone about it.

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