I woke up in the morning, silently crying into my pillow due to how much my throat and stomach were in pain.
It felt as if they had been punched multiple times and due to me being the first to wake up, I just silently cried into my pillow as everybody else was asleep.
The only reason I was able to feel this though, was because I had turned off my pain immunity as I wanted to try and get used to it and I thought it would make the sex kinkier… but I greatly regret it.
For a while, as I continued to cry, I debated whether I should turn the pain immunity back on as this really fucking hurt… but in the end, I kept it on.
I reached over to the bedside table to grab a glass of water, but when I felt the liquid slide down my throat, a horrendous flavor came with it.
"Never again… We're never doing that again," I muttered before crying myself to sleep.
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