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My dates usually go pretty well. I never have to give up any one-night stands. When I matched with a guy who was originally from France, I was so excited. French men always seem so sensual.

He began to tell me a lot about himself and assured me he wouldn’t want any one-night stand. Marcel saw a future with me that was quite bright and heart racing. It was an odd way to state it, but not too long after that particular conversation, id realized what he meant.

When we began our date, we didn’t want it to end. We went to his place, and he quickly asked me to drink with him. I only had one glass of red wine. Merlot is my fave, so that I couldn’t say no. After a few sips, I was all forgetful and stumbling. All I could see were lights. He began to talk about bondage chat right before the lights. Marcel whispered into my ear; it’s only a nightmare your dreaming.

I woke up on all fours, drenched with blood and plastered with bruises.

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