Little Shades of Grey – Domestic Sexual Assault


Trigger Warning:  This post may contain triggers that would be hazardous for readers who have a history with sexual assault and crimes of that nature.  It is strongly advised that children under the age of 13 and those that may suffer adverse affects from this post take care and use caution while reading,.  Reader discretion is advised.

In the previous post, Little Shades of Grey – Sexual Assault by a Lover, there was a representation of statistics and a personal account concerning sexual assault and rape.  Unfortunately, that incident was not a sole occurrence.  In fact, it was just the first.

Some women are still stuck in the old mentality that there are just some things you have to do to please and keep your man.  I grew up with the idea that sometimes, I would have to perform sexual acts I did not want to participate in, or I’d have to engage in intercourse when the mood and / or time was not right for me.  It was the nature of being a woman.

Dozens of grey rapes, my mind came to put a term to it, so I wouldn’t actually have to relive it. It was the attempt to free myself from the haunting memories. But, it wasn’t enough. Dozens of times I said no. Many times he reminded me that if he wasn’t “gettin’ it from you, then I’ll get it somewhere else”. Bullied into it, by a man who preyed on my deepest vulnerabilities.

How many times had I thought we had a fantastic night only to wake up to a surly, dismissive, apathetic day?

I started to realize that there were no fantastic nights. There was cheap booze, little white lies, and completely carnal fucking.

The first instance with Avi was not even a full year after the incident with Beck.  It didn’t register, because it was just so subtle.  He lovingly and eagerly asked.  I was too ashamed to tell him the truth about what happened.  I was anxious at the idea of disappointing him, and I went along with it.  It was just that one time, right?  I could satisfy him and then say no.

Then, there is the mentality that no doesn’t really mean no.  For many women, myself included, there is a disconnect between mind and body.  While my mind may be shouting, “NO!”, my body may not be complying.  It’s confusing for a woman, and encouraging for a man.  Men, but societal rules, are accustomed to the chase.  Often times, men get the wrong signals.  And for a predator, that is a perfect excuse for inexcusable, despicable behavior.

To some men, no doesn’t mean no.  No means, coerce me.  No means, harass me.  And that’s exactly what I experienced.  There was no changing my mind, or else I was a tease of a girlfriend who deprived my boyfriend of sexual gratification for my own kicks.  There was no saying no, or my will would be broken down in one way or another.  Finally, not complying with his wishes was grounds for threats and dismissal.

“If you don’t do it by choice, then I’ll just have to take it by force.  But you’d like that, wouldn’t you?”  I shiver and tremble at that phrase.  In my mind, there was nothing worse than losing control of my situation.  What I didn’t realize was that sex and sexual acts were no longer my own choice.  I was, for all intensive purposes, a victim of continual sexual assault and grey rape.

Sex is often a mechanism for control.  And seeing as how I was also both a victim and abuser in other ways, it was the perfect arena for him to gain back control.  Though I would disagree, and I would put up a fight, he would always eventually win.  Nothing scared me more than another full on assault.  Maybe I thought I had the control by consenting.  It’s tricky to know.  I described a bit of it in Decent into Hell.

Just say yes, you little masochist.  

Addictions leave you little choice.

Help me tighten these chains.  Is that my voice?  My mind screamed to be released, for me to take the free ticket to ride and go.  But my heart without it’s limbs could not be freed from it’s vice.

The pleasant memories melted into the form of nightmares.  There was a double edged sword, turning the pleasurable jabs into horrific stabs.  My monologue’s narrator was raspy and exhausted.  Playful smiles turned to sinister grins just as loving chuckles morphed into maniacal laughter.  The blaze pushed forward, engulfing everything in sight.  It seared my flesh, leaving nothing but brittle bone.

In a domestic relationship, it becomes harder to define rape. It becomes even harder to convince others that the sexual contact was not consensual. Worse, is the probability that one will have to face their assailant in the wreckage of the aftermath of reporting.  And that’s possibly why so many sexual assaults and rapes go unreported in those situations.

There are deviant sexual acts I was forced to participate in that I am still ashamed of.  I recall my first threesome.  I consented to it under the pretense of defensive sex.

For those of you that are unfamiliar with defensive sex, it is a sexual response to an emotional manipulation playing on the insecurities of sexual performance and satisfaction.  It is an attempt to avoid abandonment and ease fears for some.  I recognize the manipulation in my own mind now.  And I realize that I had engaged in this behavior and played into his own hand.

The focus of the threesome shifted to a twosome, only involving me as a third party observer.  And I recall watching, thinking I had been tricked into watching my ex sexually gratify himself as a show of force.  As if he was proving to me that other women wanted him, and I was apt to lose him at any time.  I was ashamed at the manipulation.  Later, when my friend and I lost touch over it, I realized it was also an isolation mechanism, enabling all forms of abuse by removing me from third outsiders.

I could have never seen it coming.  Like other forms of abuse, it creeps up and becomes the new “norm”.  Also, it has devastating effects on emotional, sexual, and romantic dynamics in future relationships, again, like other forms of abuse.  This is just as real and horrifying as any other form of abuse, though it is far less recognized.  However, it should be recognized for what it is, and women should be educated and informed about the possibility of this type of hidden abuse.

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14 thoughts on “Little Shades of Grey – Domestic Sexual Assault

  1. ((loads of safe hugs))

    • I’m not so scared anymore. You know, I am ambivalent about being touched. Over the years, I’ve come to find that has become as a serious problem for me. In one respect, I crave that touch. In another, I know that sometimes, touch is bad.

      Thanks for the hugs. I wanted to write this series, especially this one, because I don’t think sexual assault, abuse, and flat out grey rape are topics that are explored enough. Especially sexual abuse among adults. It’s a big deal between kids and adults, but that’s because a child doesn’t understand consent.

      I don’t think a lot of women understand where the lines are for themselves between what they do and don’t want to do. I don’t think a lot of women are empowered enough to assert themselves when saying no. And I think that there are a lot of misguided attitudes still out there about sex and sexual consent.

      • Amen to that..I spent most of my life in abusive relationships. I’ve had more than one person tell me “well you’re married and that’s what married people do.” or “you’r making to much out of it.” So I thank you for your insight and strength in sharing this.

        • If I could slap someone for those phrases, I would. But, I’ve never had a problem in my married life. It was everything prior to this. I had a short run with one guy who wasn’t an abusive jerk. That’s probably why it was short, right? LOL.

          I have to joke sometimes, because it makes me feel a little less like I actually picked those people to do that to me. I think I did pick my ex in this article, but I know that was after the fact with my other ex and my parents. It was just the “norm” anymore.

  2. Thank you for sharing. Please keep doing so.

  3. I am learning a lot from these posts. They are helping me clear up my past a bit. Thank you xx

    • I’m glad I could help. I didn’t trip any triggers, did I? Because I know this has been so hard for me to come to terms with over the last year or so. I hope you are well, and I hope this helps you become more well.

  4. There are so many sick, selfish people in this world, it’s maddening.. I’m so sorry that you have had to go through so much pain – it’s never deserved or asked for. I’m glad that you’re able to be open about it (as long as you’re safe in doing so) because issues like this need to be pulled back out from underneath the rug in which they’ve been swept under for far too long. They need to be exposed because they are real and they are happening and it needs to stop.

  5. Thank you for writing this. I assume you understand why I can’t hit Like. xoxox

  6. Excellent, excellent post. You describe superbly how the female is taught they ‘need to do things’ to keep or please their man, that it’s the nature of being female.

    Yes, it creeps up on you. Excellent article.

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