It’s just one date, part 3. [MF] [Misogyny] [Humiliation]

I saw his hand reach across the table and pull his phone back.

“Hey, do you want to see something funny?”

I didn’t respond, I couldn’t. I was still screaming at myself to leave.

“Here we go…” he slides the phone back in front of me and I can see it’s open to one of his conversations.

> **Amber:** Please, you’ll be doing me a huge favor and she’s beyond desperate I promise
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> **James:** I mean, that picture you sent was not flattering. Was that from a while ago at least?
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> **Amber:** I thought you liked girls with no self esteem?
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> **James:** They’re entertaining, but I don’t know if I want to have dinner with them…
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> **Amber:** PLEASE!! I need her on my good side. Look, she’ll probably fucking blow you in the bathroom if you get a few drinks in her. It’s just one night!
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> **James:** Fine, I’m ditching her with the bill if she’s boring though. That’s on you.
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> **Amber:** Thank you thank you thank you!!!

I couldn’t stop myself from looking up at him once I reached the end. I don’t know if I was being driven more by hatred or humiliation in that moment, but his look couldn’t have been any more smug.

“Oh that got you to at least look at me again. Are you more pissed at me or at Amber?”

I started to open my mouth but he cut me off. “It doesn’t matter, you’re going to respond to her for me. Tell her you were more desperate than she even thought.”

My shock was wearing off as I found my voice. “I’m not going to write that.” I said as steadily as I possibly could.

I was able to keep eye contact without my resolve breaking immediately. I held his gaze for what felt like an eternity before he sighed and got up out of the booth and came and sat down on my side, forcefully pushing me into the corner.

“I love your dress by the way, fantastic choice for a blind date.” He said as one of his hands went up it roughly groping my thigh.

“Aww, is this what has your self respect so nonexistent cunt?” He said as his other hand reached over and grabbed a handful of my stomach and jiggled it.

I instinctively jerked my body away from him and grabbed his wrist with as tight a grip I could muster up. “Stop!” I told him forcefully while staring him down. “That’s enough.”
I saw a flash of hatred in his eyes and then he relaxed ever so slightly. I barely had time to register what was happening before I felt a huge glob of spit hit me just above my left check. I couldn’t help myself from gasping and at the same time one of his hands had climbed up my back and pulled down hard on my pony tail causing my head to snap back.

“Leave that spit dripping down your face cunt, don’t wipe it off.” His grip on my hair hurt more than I could let him know. I could feel tears forming uncontrollably just before he let go.

One of his hands went back to grab my stomach and I let him. I just had to fucking let him…

“There we go, now pick my phone back up and tell your friend how desperate of a bitch you are because of this.”

I had to feel tears and spit falling down my cheeks as I looked back down at that conversation again. I couldn’t talk anymore. I just did what I had to do.

> **James:** She’s more desperate than you said

I hit send.

“Good bitch, tell her you’re fatter than the picture too.”

I didn’t look up from the phone.

> **James:** She’s fatter than the picture too

I hit send and had to hear him laughing in my ear.

“How embarrassing would it be right now if your panties were soaking wet?” My heart was beating out of my chest and all I could do was sit there and take it. The worst part was understanding and having to feel how much I wanted it.

I felt his fingers crawling their way up my thigh and had to feel myself spread my legs a little for him.

“Good bitch” he whispered in my ear as he slipped under my panties and parted my lips with ease. It took everything inside of me to keep from moaning. I couldn’t give him that, I couldn’t let him win completely.

He pulled his hand back and held out two glistening finger in front of me.

“Do you want to lie to me and tell me you aren’t fucking loving this?”

I couldn’t and didn’t want to stop it anymore.

“No.”

“Good girl” He said as his finger slowly moved toward my lips. I didn’t open them, but I didn’t keep them very tight either as he very slowly and deliberately invaded my mouth. I let his dirty fingers in and heard him tell me to suck. I did as I was told and I let my tongue clean every bit of me off of him.

Fuck I’m sorry to anyone having to read this. I’m sorry for myself. I didn’t stop myself from moaning anymore. I let my eyes close and gave in to that pleasure and disgust. I sucked on his fingers and looked him in the eyes letting him know I’m broken.

He pulled his fingers back out and used them to scrape up his spit that was still slowly sliding down my cheek and held them back in front of my mouth. I wasn’t fighting him anymore, I wasn’t fighting how this was going to make me look. I leaned forward, opened my mouth and took his fingers back.

“Wow. I really do owe Amber now don’t I? I’ll be honest, I’ve been with a lot of women who let me walk all over them but I’ve never had one stick around like this. Being an asshole usually just ends up with them cursing at me and leaving which is fine since I only pull that shit on ugly women anyways.”

My eyes were darting around the dimly lit restaurant, trying to make sure no one can see my sad display.

“I mean, obviously sometimes they’re desperate enough to stick through the insults so they can finally get some dick but I always have to really dance around my disdain for them. But you just really don’t have it in you to fight for yourself do you?”

He pulled his fingers back out of my mouth. I’m practically panting, I can feel my body almost in heat.

His hand reached up again and pulled my pony tail hard.

“Answer cunt. Do you have any real desire to defend yourself right now?”

My erratic breathing made my answer come out in almost a whisper. “No.”

His grip released and we both just sat there in silence while my answer hung in the air. I could feel myself still almost panting.

“You know, I was going to just get you to blow me in the bathroom like Amber suggested but I think I could have a little more fun with you. It’s so rare to find a woman who hates herself this much.”

I didn’t know how to respond to that, all I could focus on was the electricity shooting through every cell in my body.

I watched him finish both of our drinks before throwing some cash down on the table.

“Let’s go cunt, we’ll take my car.”

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