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The Second Time It Happened

Posted by missophelia , 28 February 2010 · 67 views

Trigger warning. Please take gentle care.

At work one afternoon, the watch officer called me to the bridge. She was sitting with him and another chief. It had been three weeks since heíd raped me the first time.

My heart raced as I walked to the bridge. He just sat there staring at me.

She asked me if I could drop a packet of papers off at the quarterdeck after my shift ended. Lots of times the officers had one of us do that. The quarterdeck was on the upper part of the base, in a building with all of the administrative offices.

After the shift I grabbed my coat, took the packet and drove to the upper part of the base. I knew the guy working there, so we talked for a few minutes. Then I left to go home.

As soon as I stepped out the door, he grabbed me from behind. He pulled me back behind the building. It was dark, but I knew it was him.

I tried to scream, but he shoved me against the back of the building, knocking the wind out of me. Then he grabbed my neck, and pinned me against the building. I tried to scream again, but he squeezed my neck hard. Then I felt him undo my belt and pants.

He let up on my neck, and I tried to say no. He squeezed again, and said, shut up, slut. I fought at him as he pulled my pants down. Every time I tried to speak, he squeezed my neck. He said, spread your legs, slut, but I wouldnít. He forced them apart. Then he forced his fingers inside me.

It hurt so bad. I had tears. He stared into my face while he kept using his fingers. He joked about how much I loved it. I kept trying to get his hand out of me. I kept trying to speak. He just squeezed my neck and laughed. Then he squeezed really hard, and shoved me down on the ground.

I was dazed. I could feel him yanking my pants down to my ankles, but I couldn't move. He pried my legs apart. I was coughing and trying to breathe. Then he was inside me. It hurt. I fought him, but then he was on top of me. When I caught my breath, I begged him to stop. He just told me to shut up. I begged him again. I was punching at him, trying to get him off me. Then he put his hand over my mouth.

He grabbed my hair with his other hand. He kept pushing into me, hurting me. All I could smell was his musk and his sweat and his breath on my neck. I kept trying to scream, but he kept his hand over my mouth. I couldnít breathe.

I remember being so scared that he was going to kill me. He was pulling my hair. My head and body hurt. I couldnít move my legs, and I couldnít breathe. I thought I was going to suffocate. Fighting him made it all worse. So I just stopped fighting.

When I stopped fighting, he started talking. It was so humiliating. He told me how much I liked it. He said I loved getting fucked in the dirt, and told me how disgusting and filthy I was. He kept telling me I was such a dirty slut, and asked me how I liked getting fucked. He said that was all I was good for.

I tried to disappear, to make myself go somewhere else. But every word he spoke kept me there. All I could do was feel him on top of me, inside me, hurting me. In my mind it was like I was watching him on top of me, while I lay just there in the dirt. Not fighting him. Just laying there with my legs spread.

Then he said that he knew I wanted him. That I wanted him inside me. That all I wanted was for him to fuck me and fill me full of his ***. I can't even write that word, it's so nasty. He said I was getting exactly what I deserved. That I needed a good hard fuck to remind me of what I was and would always be.

Iím sorry to be so graphic, but Iíve never been able to get his words out of my head. He just kept saying them to me, over and over, and thatís what I keep hearing, over and over.

I didnít think heíd ever stop. I wanted to die. By the time he was done, it was like there was nothing left of me. He got up and stood over me. He stared at me while he fixed his pants. I couldnít move. I felt dead. I just lay there with my legs spread. I wanted to disappear into the dirt below me. I don't think I even cared what happened to me anymore.

Then he said, get up, slut. I didnít move, and he kicked at me. He told me again. Then he kicked at me again. I moved as fast as I could. I stood in front of him. I was crying, but I couldnít really feel it.

He told me to fix my clothes. He said I was so disgusting, standing in front of him with my pants down. Then he said maybe I needed another fucking. I pulled my pants up fast and fixed myself the best I could. My heart was pounding as I stared at the ground. Then he put his hand around my neck and made me look at him.

He reminded me what would happen if I spoke. No one would believe me. He would make my life hell. Everyone on the base would know what kind of slut I was, and he would make sure my husband knew. He said heíd ruin my career, and that he could get me again if he wanted to.

He asked me if I understood, and he made me say yes. Then he walked away from me.

That's all I can write now.


I am so sorry about what happened to you that nite.

You were fighting for survival. You did what you could. Your not a slut missophelia. He wanted you to feel that so he could excuse what he was doing. He was in the wrong. Very wrong.

The reason-Forgive me if you already know this-but one of the reasons why it physically hurt is because there was no trust, no safety, and your body can't relax if those are not there. That will cause physical pain besides the emotional pain. When a man is going to pursue something he wants -he is using his lust and body as a weapon to be intrusive in a woman. That is not right ever. It will take time for you to change the painful smell of him to something pleasant. We women use our five senses in sex. It takes time to heal those five senses -

It will take time for his words to leave your mind. We women need to heal through our mind and emotions etc. It will take time to find the missing link and bring it back together.

He said things that were trying to wound you that he had no business saying. It was his words that he was trying to make himself feel better for something he knew was wrong. And to show he had control.

I hope you know that you are not dirty etc. It will take time for you to believe that you aren't. Feelings will need healing in this regard.

Your more than good besides for a love sexual encounter by a good man. Women relate in sex by conversation and that is why it was hard for you to separate your focus from him.

You were self protecting yoruself from him when you were watching him.

YOu are more than just what he said you were. You are a human being with feelings. That he wounded. It will take time to heal the negative feelings of the experience. He is the one that is a slut.

It will take time to heal the mind of his words. Words are wounding and they need healing. Those are all feelings you are describing. The key is to heal from them in time. It is hard to care when you are in pain.

Sometimes crying is a release of tension.

Your feelings were numb at this point. Numbing is a protection thing.

For your safety you did waht you needed to do at that time. He was forcing you to do things you didn't need to be doing. He felt like he had control but in the end he doesn't. The key is work towards have control over your life and taking it back from the abuser. Anyone in your situation would be afraid due to fear and waht has happened.

Crying is what you needed. It is understandable and that part of it was about pain. You will be able in time to become a person again.

BEcuase he forced himself into you physically -it would take time to heal that as well as...

It takes time to drown out a voice we dont want to hear.

It will or can or something take time for you to be able to not feel him in you.

I can understand why you would be afraid to not tell your spouse. It would help if you could if there is still a chance to work on the pain of -and let him help you. IF he is willing. IT is hard to trust a spouse when he represents a male figure and waht the rapist/abuser did. Yoru spouse didn't understand what you are going through and why sex was difficult for you ...

If it would help I could-....

Our lack of interest would be hard given the pain you have experience. It is hard for any woman to be open to it with a spouse.

It will take time to work out of the fear of men.I have it took time. Father figures etc is a part of this healing too. It is taking our emotions and separating the painful ones from the item. Rechanging our brain to think differently ...

The key is to take the hate out and work on it. You have a right to be angry at what he did. He had no right to control you.

it is called hypervigilance when you are startled about something behind you. I can understand have a seat and my back to the wall.

It would help your spouse to understand-about your lack of trust in men and to help him understand things-I would think talk about the uncle would be good thing to start wtih. If you are interested in reconciling the relationship.

It takes time to work out of the nitemares.

If you are open to it. I can help with both of you.

What do you think?


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