shane walsh baby trapping you. you’ve been talking too much about leaving, about going out on your own, and he doesn’t like it. he cuts little holes into the condoms he uses with you, and you’re none the wiser till you’re throwing up sick one morning
Getting fucked so good to the point the only thing you can do is whine, cry, and beg for mercy. And all you hear is, “Daddy is sorry you’re so beautiful when you cry. I just can’t help myself around you.”
