The point when you can take no more, when the strength to fight is gone, when you cannot even raise

The point when you can take no more, when the strength to fight is gone, when you cannot even raise your head, because the pain has become so strong… There’s is such beauty in that moment for me.

A girl’s body seems to develop a new softness - it feels pliable, somehow, like you can take it and move it and reshape it in any way you wish. It feels ideal for penetration and for use. The body breaks and yields just as the mind will too.