am i still innocent?

I always imagined us holding hands while we locked eyes, but i never imagined you touching me while i forced myself to enjoy your hands going down my shirt. "Do you want more? can i give you more?" i didn't know what to say, but my mouth ran from my words and let you do what you needed to do so you wouldn't be bored with my affection. "Yes." My heart pounding my head aching, my body shaking, my mind screaming. Why did i say yes? "Are you okay? Do you want me to stop? " I do. I do want you to stop, but would you still want me if i said no? would you still have the same feeling if i held you back from my body. Do you see a person when you look at me, or do you just see a body with no feelings or voice. Do you hear me crying? do you hear my mind begging you to stop? "It's alright, dont worry, i like it." "Good" good? am i good for giving you my body? am i good for being a whore for your affection? am i even good anymore? am i good or are my boobs good. You say "it feels good" but why does it feel good to you but not me.