I've been dating Melody for about 6 months. In many ways I think that she's the one that I want to spend my life with. However, she has one major flaw. She can't accept when she's wrong. When we get into an argument and I try to calmly point out the facts she gets more and more extreme, bringing up stuff that we finalised months ago or stuff that is totally irrelevant almost as if she's trying to push me over the edge.
There have been one or two occasions where I've been so angry that I was on the verge of hitting her but instead dragged her to the bedroom and fucked her hard and rough. On each occasion she became the perfect girlfriend for a week or two and then started to argue and pick fights again.
I've come to the conclusion that she likes to know who's the boss and likes rough sex. Well I've got something planned for her that will prove that once and for all and should satisfy her craving for rough sex for a long, long time.
I ask her over to my place and we flirt playfully and suddenly the lights go out. I tell her not to worry, that the fuse has gone.
I kiss her and play with her tits in total darkness. We only have our sense of touch heightened by our blindness. I start to undress her and she helps, horny as ever. Her nipples are hard immediately. They mirror her sexual mood totally so I can tell how into it she is within a couple of minutes. Tonight she's keen but not desperate.
I take my clothes off and fumbling, turn her to bend over the table. She hears a noise in front of her and her hands are grabbed and silk scarves are tied very tightly around her wrists. So tight they hurt.
"What the fuck? Stop it. Barry what's happening? Help me!" She's panicking having no idea what is going on.
I enter her from behind and pull her hair so hard she has to try to arch her back to reduce the pain.
The light comes on and she sees 2 guys naked in front of her. Both are tall and strong and they already have the makings of impressive erections. I'm fucking for all I'm worth. Well you little bitch. This will teach you to push and push me!
She can't believe what's happening. She wants to cover herself but can't move her wrists. The fact I'm pulling her hair means that her tits are exposed. One of the guys reaches over and cups one breast, flicking the nipple with his thumb. "Leave me alone you bastard," she snarls.
"That's no way to treat my friend," I say and slap her really hard on the ass and he slaps her hard on the tits at the time.
I'm still pounding into her like there's no tomorrow. I am so aroused knowing what's coming next... Her pussy is so wet it's making squelchy noises. She's protesting and struggling but I feel her pussy clench my cock as it contracts and I know she's cumming but won't admit it. "Hey Barry, hurry up it's my turn." I stop and move aside. Just as well because 30 seconds later and I would have shot my wad. My old pal Frank moves to take my place. I've known Frank since University and he's always been up for just about anything.
"No I don't want his fucking cock up me." She pleads. This only earns her another hard slap and there are tears in her eyes. "You're hurting me Barry, please stop."
Too late for that. Frank enters her and she gasps as his cock is a bit longer and thicker than mine. Tears of shame and humiliation roll down her cheeks. "Please Barry my wrists really hurt. Please take off the scarves."
"If I take them off do you promise to behave?"
I take off the scarves and she tries to scratch and fights to get away. I slap her hard across the face with the palm of my hand and then the back. There is a little trickle of blood from her lip and she's crying freely now.