"Was ist denn mit dir passiert?", my housemate asked. I unthinkingly walked out of the bathroom without a shirt, revealing a chest that was maybe 60% purple.

My girlfriend for a short time was a complete rollercoaster. She wasn't particularly fond of men, for good reason, but chose to spend some time at my place anyway. She was fond of very hot goth outfits and lingerie, though and when I confessed to liking pain, she demonstrated a fondness for biting. I submitted to the most intense biting and tease and denial session I've ever had. Despite not being restrained in any way, I made no attempt to resist her as she dryhumped me and bit my chest hard at least 50 times.The bitemarks afterwards were black, blue and purple and shocked the hell out of my housemate, whose idea of kinky was getting a blow job with his hands tied up. I've since had a bit of fear of biting...