When my man is high he gets horny. But he only enjoys sex if it causes me pain. Last night I walked up and down 8th street hooking until I had $300 in my bra. My man took my money as usual and spent it all on crack. He stayed up all night smoking crack while I slept in our bed. I woke up to him pulling me out of bed by my hair. He forced me onto my knees and stuffed his hard dick into my mouth. “Touch me with those teeth and I’ll kill you bitch”, he grunted. I knew better and opened my mouth as wide as I could. I looked up and I saw the hate he had for me and I didn’t understand it. Sucking his cock is like torture because the crack numbs him and he can last forever. My jaw always locks up and I have to keep sucking through the pain or he’ll get violent. One time I tried to pull away and he literally knocked me out. I woke up curled up on the floor. I sucked and sucked and sucked. It felt like time was moving so slow and he wouldn’t nut. Tears fell down my face and he didn’t care, I think he likes it when I cry. My jaw hurt so bad but I didn’t stop. Fear pushed me on and I kept sucking. He finally came and I drunk up every drop of semen. He passed out and I cried myself to sleep. I prayed to God for the strength to leave this sadistic man. But I know He doesn’t hear me.