Thanks for this contest. Here is my write up for the contest

And she came to a stop, body barely clad in the bed covers. The sting on her cheeks still resonating and her mind barely holding on to consciousness; she closed her eyes as he pinned her down by the throat and forced himself on her trying to achieve his set goals forcefully.
"Keep still... It is nearly over, just keep still" was all he shouted as he tried pulling her legs to ensure he gets a good hold of her waist, she could hardly struggle with him because of his big size and all she could do was to cry and dream about how hell has been unleashed on her.
She closed her eyes and thought of the time before when he (Ijaya as she loved calling him) would travel half the world to make her happy, take her out to watch movies, treat her to dinner without touching her in an harrassing manner.

She thought to herself "he wasn't like this or was it the fact that he had been hiding his true self from her all the while" a lot going through her mind like one who is thinking about the next 100 years.

She couldn't even begin to describe what this could be... was it rage?, an insatiable need that needs to be satisfied forcefully?, respected?, in control?. She couldn't understand why he is now doing this to her.
It wasn't just the pain of his unusual behaviour that is making her feel sad, it was the humiliation she had to endure every night; simply put he is a bully, but could she speak out?, she said to herself lying helplessly on the "bed of struggle" with her towel on and her hair already tattered due to the struggle she first engaged in with him before his strength couldn't make her continue to struggle "maybe if I keep quiet he will one-day stop", "maybe someone will someday come to my aid" maybe...