We got home from work this morning and just from the car ride I knew you were really mad. I was scheduled with that guy you don't like again. The one you say I flirt with, and you're just convinced I'd leave you for, like that could EVER happen!
We park the car and walk toward the house together. A few steps from the car you reach up behind me and grab the back of my neck with your hand and squeeze hard as we walk. Instinctively I throw my hand up to yours at the back of my neck.
You squeeze harder for a moment and quickly say, "What in the fuck do you think you're doing? Put your fuckin hand down."
I drop my hand quickly to my side and reply, "I'm so sorry! You're right.. I'm sorry babe, I'm so sorry. I wasn't thinking."
As we get to the backdoor you jerk the hand on my neck backwards a little-I stop. I fumble with the keys for a second but get the door unlocked. Just inside the door I set my things down on the table. Above the table I look in the mirror hanging on the wall and meet your gaze. You lean in very close, right to my ear, staring me in the eye and say very quietly, "I'm sick of getting mad over this stupid issue you can't seem to fix. Today I'm going to show you how a real man fixes things like this. Maybe this time you'll remember."
Now inside your house away from wandering eyes you press your cock hard against my ass. "I can't wait to beat this in and out of you.. leave bruises and make it hard to sit down for a couple days. You'd like that wouldn't you," you say with a smile. The hand on the back of my neck moves down to my hip and pushes me back into you. Hard enough I can feel your dick, I let out a soft moan and bite my lip. It already feels so big.
You tighten your grip on me as you say, "You might want to take tomorrow night off, cause this is going to hurt..You." I let out a stifled breath as you move a couple fingers to the outside my pants and grab my pussy, holding your hand in place slowly squeezing and holding.
You whisper, "I can't wait to stretch apart that soaking wet pussy of yours so it will only fit my big dick. That way if you continue being such a little fucking slut, you won't be any good to him anyway, will you? Is that what you want me to do?"
"Oh God yes, please! Please tear my pussy up, please teach me how to behave.. It's my fault you've been forced to correct me babe. Make me be your good girl," I reply. My voice cracks with anticipation.
"Good, you'll obey everything I tell you to do, won't you?" You ask, quitetly almost talking into my neck.
I immediately answer, "Of course babe, anything you want!"
You tell me to reach behind me and find your dick, then make it feel good. My hands instantly move to your pants, grab your big, hard dick and start off by rubbing it. You reach up and pull my ponytail by my scalp down toward the ground. You move my head to the side where I can see you. Staring at you I didn't pay attention to your other hand unbuttoning my shirt.
You move your mouth to my neck where first contact is a sharp and hard bite, I cry out in surprise and pain. I think I hear you laugh a little, but start to lick and suck in the same tender spot. By this time my work shirt is off, my undershirt is up to my shoulders, and my tits have been pulled up out of my bra. You begin to roughly feel my tits and squeeze them pinching my nipples. Periodically I moan and let out a small whining noises letting you know it hurts. Every time I whine I can see your smile in the mirror.
You let go of my hair and put your face next to mine. I can hear you breathing heavy with anger and let out growling sighs in my ear with every aggressive squeeze. I reach for your belt and undo your pants to free your huge dick. I hurry and spit on one hand and start rubbing your hard cock again. You grab my hair again and assist me in moving as you say "Turn and face me, eyes to the ground."
I quickly do as I'm told, "Yes Babe."
You pull me in close and kiss me, smooth and easy first, progressing to biting my lip so hard it starts to bleed a little. I jerk away a little, not really expecting what happened. You grab both my nipples hard and pull me back toward you, keeping your grip tight. "Why the fuck did you back away from me?! I thought I was what you wanted! Right? Is it me you want or someone else! You really are cheatin on me, aren't you, fuckin bitch?! It's that piece of shit you worked with tonight, isn't it? Are you his little slut now?! Are you wet cause of him??"
I look up to your face to try and make you believe it's only you I want. You say with a sharp slap to the face, "I told you eyes on the ground, didn't I?!"