Kind of a long read. Sorry.
There was a guy I used to have sex with. Massive perv. Liked to imply I was 12 when we had sex (I certainly wasn't), bought me Japanese-style panties, called me his "little girl" and treated me, overall, like a child or young teen.
More context, he was easily 6 foot-something, not obese but certainly overweight (and strong, for it), and 26. Contrasting this, was myself; 18 at the time (19 now), 173cm, 55kg at most and on the verge of developing an ED. He could, and would, consentually overpower me.
Most of the time we had sex it looked like this: He'd tell me to give him head, I'd do it. He'd choke me out, I'd enjoy it. He'd throw me around, slap me, show me hentai made for pedophiles, I'd get scared. He was an ok lay, but it was super physically taxing and I'd always go non-verbal halfway.
The last time we had sex it went pretty similarly, but it seemed off, a little. I wasn't really into it as much, and he got sort of aggressive, and when a guy that big gets aggressive and actually forceful with you, it's scary.
I went non-verbal halfway, as I always did (and as he knew I always did), he asked me something like "who's your daddy?" and slapped me, hard, until I squeaked out a response. First red flag. Hugely draining.
Later, I give him head and get tired (he's easily 7 inches, and real thick). I try to take a break, and he says something like "aww, I thought you liked sucking on daddy's cock" and forced me back down. I wanted to tell him I was done, I tried tapping out, my jaw was burning.
Eventually he flips me onto my back over the edge of the bed and pushes down my throat like that. I remember thinking "when will he hurry up and cum?", and I remember my whole jaw kind of begging to stop. He did cum, eventually, and stopped, thank god.
Took me 10 minutes to be in the headspace speak again. He asked me if he went too far, I said "kind of", he apologised and dropped me home.
He messaged me after, apologised more, said he felt bad. I responded for a bit and then started ignoring him (still am). A few months later, he's moved away to live with his girlfriend in Melbourne, and he messaged me saying he "doesn't think he'll ever be able to forget me" and that he "really enjoyed the time we spent together".
Fun!