*Maria*

…I can’t breathe. I’m choking under the weight. My mouth is full and my stomach is invaded.

And yet…I let it happen. I…liked it…I had to.

No scream escapes my preoccupied lips and no struggle comes from my restrained arms.

“This is what you wanted right?”

Familiar voices echo in my mind as pleasure floods every fiber of my being. Making me forget the accident…and my ...