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……