Lost in Thought

Blaire: I shut the door and waddled frantically to my bed. My body was aching, but nothing compared to the raw soreness that existed in between my legs. He really did fuck me mercilessly; I couldn't count how many times my body shook underneath him, my hands tugging on the restraints. I could still feel his hand around my neck as he choked me while ruthlessly pounding into me, and I knew there'd be marks on my body, especially my neck. I dropped myself on the bed, running my hands over my belly. My babies seemed fine, but I wondered what would have happened had he continued. I remember passing out at some point and waking up to find eyes staring at me, but then I slept off again. I was too used up, and I had lost my voice curtsey of screaming all night long. My body shook as I recalled those dangerous eyes, trembling as I remembered him growling at me. I was used to witnessing London's silent anger, but today was something entirely different. That wasn't just anger; it was resentment p