The Damage

In the morning, I woke up first. I needed to go pee badly so I got up from under her slowly as to not disturb and wake her. When I found the bathroom and turned on the lights, what was left of me greeted me in the mirror. My neck and my boobs were riddled with little bite marks and bruises. How was I going to cover this up? My neck and boobs were so sore that if I touched them, it hurt. I winced when I tried to look down on the sink. Any movement I made with my head, hurt a bit.

"Good morning!" she appeared behind me with a big smile. "Holy shit, I'm so sorry." she said insincerely almost giggling. She stood behind me on her tiptoes and wrapped her arms around me. She leaned in towards my ear and said "I love to bite. Hard." into my ear before softly kissing my ear and the back of my neck. "Come, let's take a shower!" she grabbed me by the hand and led me into the shower. She was not as aggressive this morning as she was last night. We took a shower together and washed each other. After the shower, we both got out soaking wet but there was only one towel. She took it from the hanger and quickly dried herself and her hair. She leaned in towards me and whispered "I'm going to fuck you up tonight." into my left ear. Then move to my right "I'm going to bring my girlfriend over and WE are going to fuck you up tonight." whispering into my right ear.

She giggled and threw the towel at me for me to use. After drying myself for a bit, I went into the living room where I left my clothes to put them on. I was so afraid to go outside with bruises and bite marks all over my neck. It was so bad that I called in sick to work. I took a cab to go home and get some rest. When I got home, my body was so sore that I just laid in bed all day. Hannah was barely 18 and she was more experienced in sex than I was. Or more specifically lesbian sex. Thinking back about the night before - which I did all day, I really enjoyed myself giving myself to her. I don't know what it is about her that just turned me on. Was I a lesbian? I thought to myself. I mean, I definitely still am very much into guys. I guess now I'm bi? What the hell is going on with me? How did I get myself into this situation? Obviously I'm not complaining but what am I doing?! Why was I so excited to see her again tonight?

Later that afternoon, I took a shower and after that I tried to cover up much of the bruises with makeup. I used A LOT of makeup. But then I thought about it, and it will all just disappear tonight. Did she have to bite me that hard to mark me as hers? I decided to was the makeup off my bruises and say screw it if the bruises showed. They looked much darker and more pronounced than they did this morning, especially the bite marks. After I finished getting into my dress, and scrambled to look for a matching scarf to cover my neck. When I found one, it was not big enough to cover much of my cleavage and parts of my boobs. You can still see bite marks on my tits that are not covered by the scarf and dress. I was getting so frustrated, so much that I said fuck it. It was night time and no one's going to be able to see much. I hoped.

Finally, I got a call from her telling me to meet her at her place around 9pm. I thought to myself, that was perfect! It was dark enough to walk around without being too self conscious about the bruises on me.