Never Yours

“I didn’t choke because I wanted to. I choked because you shoved it down my throat without asking.”

He blinked, just once, and for the first time since I’d met him, he actually looked like he felt something.

“And even if I did moan,” I said, voice like ice, “and even if I did beg, that doesn’t give you the right to use it like a weapon. That doesn’t erase the fact that you told me to kill my pup