Month: March 2015

“He had a biting thing” A Mr Obsessed horror story


It’s been a while since I’ve blogged about Mr Obsessed, mainly because I still shudder every time I think about him being anywhere near me. But a flashback has come back to me so vividly that it’s making my toes curl.

Suddenly it’s reoccurred that he was a biter.

On several occasions he used to just clamp his teeth (all 6 of them, there weren’t many more than that) into my flesh. Usually on my bum or neck. It was never during any sort of passionate moment.

At no point did I express any sort of enjoyment for this, he used to lock his jaw and really clamp down hard into me. My reaction would always be the same, I’d clearly say (or sometimes shout): ‘No no stop please stop’. My body used to go into a panic mode and I’d hyperventilate which he said he thought was laughter, even though I said straight away, and several times, that it was unbearably painful.

It would get to the point where I would literally be reaching to grab his chin and forehead to try and open his jaw and get him to release me.

There were a few occasions where I’d be in tears afterwards from the pain, he found this hilarious. He’d often leave a bad bruise.

Clearly it was some sort of power fetish that he had. It doesn’t matter how many times I tell myself that if I was being abused (physically or emotionally) in a relationship I’d get myself out of there ASAP, but as I have written before, and will probably write several more times, it’s never as easy as you think……


Doomful Online Dating: The Sex Poem

If you’ve ever had anything as weird as this as a *first message* on a dating site, I NEED to hear from you…

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My Best Friend’s Brother

This was a bad idea from the minute he started grinding up against me in the club I was in with my best friend. Why we had decided to bring him out with us I have no idea – I think he was supposed to meet up with some of his friends. And didn’t.

So we get back to their parents house (both still living at home with the parents as this WAS a LONG time ago) and my best friend and I go to bed together. We always did this when I stayed over and there was absolutely nothing to it, it was completely innocent. I however was on this night *diverted* to the brother’s room across the hallway.

Funny business ensued after which I made my way back to my shared bed with my best friend / his sister. Yes, I know all the “keeping it in the family” type jokes…

I’d like to say this was a one off, but it wasn’t. However, it eventually became a lesson learnt that I’ve not gone back on to this day – relatives of close friends are off limits.

But, this story has an amusing ending. One of the next girls the brother slept with gave him a STD, so my best friend and I got to repeatedly laugh at him, together, and our bond was restored.