I have a cut on my back. It’s pretty serious, dark and deep. Hurts a lot. It is healing now, scabbed over and starting to itch.

I told M. how I thought it happened. I asked him to take a picture of it. It hurts!

He doesn’t believe that the way I told him it happened is possible.

I remember it quite distinctively. I remember not being able to speak at the time, only to scream in pain. He said he liked fucking me while I was in pain.

Now I have that deep cut on my back.