Kissan knew it was coming, that did not make it any better when he pushed his finger inside of her. Struggling to get free. Disgusted by him. By his touch, everything. Starting to feel fear for the first time. It had been a long time since she had to worry about rape. Hating to feel this pathetic. This helpless.
“Go fuck yourself… I am a soldier. Not a feather bed whore. My career within the army has been independent of my relationship with him. ”
Using what strength she had, she kicked out hard. It might not kill him she could hope to seriously hurt him. Probably stupid but she felt trapped. Anything to get him out of inside of her. With few options she thought this was about her best bet to hurt him or antagonize him into forgetting the rape and just beat her unconscious.