As I bottomed out, I stopped and lay still."Did it hurt very much?" I asked as I looked into her eyes.She shook her head. "Not as much as I expected" ...she replied and it is starting to feel good again."I started to move myself in and out of her in little strokes, soon her hips were thrusting up to meet mine and I began lengthening my strokes and she started her little screams again. With that encouragement I began to speed up and as my pace quickened so I became lost in the ecstasy of my own. My heads still sore. He unbuckled his belt and unzipped his trousers. I cant explain how terrifiedI was. It has been a few months since we had sex but he cant expect me to wantsex after all that's happened, sex doesn't fix all your problems. He pinnedmy head over the bath and raped me. Yes he raped me. He thrust himself insideme even though I was screaming out "please, please no please don't this tome". He didn't listen. The bruising on the inside of my thighs hurts me somuch. There's a trickle. Inevitably, I would end up being the one to concede, for the sake of peace. But the outcome of the arguments wasn't what bothered me. I spent much of our relationship not knowing how she felt about me- whether it was truly love.People will say that a sixteen-year-old couldn't know love from lust, but I learned, beyond doubt, the distinction that night.For a second I panicked; I had no idea what was expected of me.She abandoned my cock for the moment to cup my face in her soft hands and press. The succubi outnumber their male counterpart a hundred to one due to men's susceptibility to the weakness of the flesh than women.Summoning a few more minor demons, Ryan became more confident to the point he decided he could summon and control a succubus. He could have easily called forth and enslaved a weaker demon but years of being alone mixed with the temptation of controlling a beautiful demoness was something he could not pass up.Ryan spent a better part of week in the old, abandoned.