I coughed and tried pushing him off me but he was too heavy and I powerless.
"This, is what it feels like to not breathe, Next time you cross the line I'd fuck you breathlessly before choking you to death". He said, as his other hand trails from my neck to my stomach. " You know, I could do whatever I want with you right now and after I am done, I'd toss you off and walk away. You know that right? Daddy isn't here to save your little ass". he pulled my hair and licked my face.
It was gross but I was mored angered by his last word. And at that moment, I focused my mind on something greater, something positive, I told myself that the bullied get bullied because they allowed themselves to be bullied and for that, I will not be bullied or harassed by this bastard.
At that moment, I felt hidden strengths resonate in me. refueling by weakened bones. The more my mind drifts from what he is capable of to what I am capable of, the more I become stronger.
