This is going to be a long post as there is a lot of stuff that has to be said.
Me and my girlfriend have been going out for 4 years. The last 2 years have been almost perfect. We have been so happy recently together and had been talking about the extremes of having children and possible marriage (although she doesn't like the idea of marriage).
Our sex life was very active, we did it quite a lot. She enjoys having sex with me a lot and me her. She's the only person I've ever slept or been with (in a serious relationship) and she pretty much introduced me to everything I know about sex. She is generally the dominant one during sex and in the relationship in general but I don't really mind, I would trust her with my life as I love her so much.
During our sex life it basically worked on the premise that if she was turned on, we had sex. Even if I didn't really want to and I'm not saying that for sympathy, I'm just saying it because it means something to me. There had been a couple occasions where I tried to refuse but she just became slightly more forceful up to the point of pulling my legs apart and 'playing with me' until I got an erection and she would climb on and we would have sex. If I downright refused to no end, I would have to roll over onto my front where she would then get on my back with a toy and please herself. I am only saying these things to help you understand how sex was for us. I never thought wrongly of her for those things, simple because I love her to death and can't really think wrongly of her at all. And I want to make it very clear I've done wrong things in the past, in fact at the beginning of our relationship I was a rat, in plain terms, I certainly was not deserving of her and eventually we split up. This shocked me into realising what I was doing and I changed very quickly and we got back together and the relationship quickly got better.
This is the serious part.
About a month ago, maybe longer, she asked me to accompany her out on her friend's birthday. This was on a Friday, a couple days previous to it she had texted me telling me to come over the next day because she wanted 'some ass' but I had been hanging out with a friend and she didn't text me on that day to tell me to come over. ANYWAY, the plan for her friend was to go to a restaurant then go drinking. Normally I would either refuse or go home after the meal because I don't drink at all, as I don't like it, but on this occasion I decided yes, because her friend was moving away soon and we hadn't seen much of each other recently because of Uni work. So I went over to her place to get ready and when I got there she looked lovely, as usual, and I got a little excited and proposed sex but she refused. I felt really down because we hadn't seen each other for almost a whole week. I should say that I have very low self-esteem and had been getting treated for severe depression for some months. I started moaning to her saying something along the lines of me thinking that I'm ugly etc because I kinda do feel that way a lot but then realised she would want to have a good time so I stopped and instead started teasing her for seeing other guys (just random people) I don't know if she thought I was serious but it didn't seem it. Anyway as we were getting ready I was laying on her bed and we cuddled a bit then she jumped up to say she was getting ready (im not entirely sure about this because it was a while ago but this next part I remember very well), as she walked to her door she turned to me and talked to me about being out with her friends and then said to me "oh i was telling (her friend) about a sex fantasy of mines" so I asked her what, "well I told her I'd love to drug you with rohypnol and then have sex with you while you are kindof helpless and i can pull your hair, am i weird?" i looked at her and jokingly said "ye just a bit" but was thinking in my head "that would be so hot" etc because I love it when she shows a real 'want' for me. So we went on the night out and things were going fine until it came to going to a club. She had been drinking quite a bit at the restaurant and at home and was feeling really sick. We slipped away from her friends and she told me she had been sick and wanted to go home, so I said don't worry we can go home now. So we did, we barely caught a bus that I had to sprint along a street to catch and we got back to hers.
We went inside and she went to bathroom then to her room and changed for bed. I had been in her room watching tv. When she got in I then went to bathroom. When I got back to her room the tv was switched off so I went to turn it back on and she said "dont you want to sleep", I replied "no im not really tired yet" and began to take my coat off. As I was taking it off she was watching and said to me "god you look so hot, take off your shirt" so I did then she told me to take off my jeans and to get into bed with her. I jumped into the bed and cuddled up to her and we kissed for a bit and hugged. My emotions were running wild because of what she had said and I was still thinking about what she said earlier that day. So I touched her privates gently and she didn't say anything. I continued until she was really wet and then tried to go further but it was difficult as we were lying with her back to my belly side on, I fumbled for a bit and she rolled over. I thought she wanted me to touch her more so I did then I slowly got on top. At this point I wondered why she was saying nothing so I held her head and kissed her to no response, I thought she was maybe pretending so I gently pinched her nipple (because she generally doesn't like that and tells me to not do it) but all she did was move my hand away. From then we basically had sex with her not giving any response throughout other than a few groans. I had to stop at one point to go get a condom because she had told me about missing the pill a couple times the previous week and I didn't want to risk impregnating her. (We usually have sex without a condom because she doesn't like them and I find them painful to wear.) Anyway when I finished I lay back down beside her and hugged her for a few minutes but the she suddenly turned around and started to kick me off the bed. I didn't know what was going on so I grabbed the top of the bed to not fall off and asked what's wrong and was going on. She started shouting at me saying things like "did you think i was asleep" and i said "no! whats wrong" and then she started punching me saying I raped her. I was so shocked my mouth just fell open. I've never been more horrified and I looked at her and told her no about a hundred times and said that i thought she was awake and was playing along to the fantasy she had talked about. She just got more angry and beat me up pretty bad. I couldn't see well out of one eye by the end and had a bleeding nose and mouth. All the while I had just tried to explain but she was pretty hysterical and kept saying I raped her. I would never do such a thing to her, she means more to me than anything so I couldn't understand why she would think that at all.
In the end she woke up her mother and I was told to leave so I grabbed some of my stuff, quickly changed and left. I had been crying for a while and when I got outside I collapsed on the ground and got worse. I walked to the end of her street sobbing and grabbed my phone. I couldn't really think straight at all and came to the conclusion that I had to show her how serious I was about not raping her and that the only way I could prove that to her was to phone the police. So I did. I explained as much to them as I could and just agreed to everything they said because I couldn't really understand them through crying and I ended up spending 3 or 4 days (i cant remember) in an observation cell because I had mentioned killing myself while on the phone to them. Things have escalated quite badly since then and I'm currently facing court. I thought she would understand what I was trying to prove to her but apparently even if she had told the police to not charge me the police can do it themselves anyway. So thats what I thought until she contacted me through facebook and asked me why I raped her and I told her again what I had said before and asked her why she told the police that so that we could get back to normal again but she just called me sick etc.
It's been a month since then and Ive been seeing a doctor weekly and my depression medication has been doubled. I'm afraid to leave my house and have nervous fits and get anxiety attacks all the time because I miss her so much and i'm so worried about whats going to happen with us. I've got a lawyer on my back telling me to tell him lots of stuff about our relationship, very intimate stuff and so far I haven't because I dont want to betray her trust. Things have got so bad recently as she blocked me on facebook and started telling loads of people who have now also done the same. Before she blocked me I had been looking at her page pretty much daily, and she had been going out drinking with friends etc and I was happy seeing that she seemed ok, it gave me hope. I'm here writing this now because I don't really have close enough friends that I would trust to tell this and I'm so paranoid right now anyway that I'd probably bail out or pass out from anxiety. I need advice and I'll take any I just need to know what others think.
I'm terribly sorry for this massive post and I really really am sorry if it upsets. Thanks to anyone who reads and responds.