“ God Damn It Karen ! I am so hump tired of this bullshit !"He screamed at me again."Why every time I go anywhere on business…… no, anywhere, do I have to take with this shit when I come home ? !"

"Just tell me what you did while you were there !"I screamed back at him.

"I told you. We worked."He said.

"I don't give a roll in the hay about that ! I want to get laid what you did when you were not working."I said knowing he knew what I wanted to hear.

"I don't know Karen. I worked, I ate, and I went to Fucking sleep !"He screamed at me with his mitt in his hair.

He was so close I could feel his breathing place as he yelled at me. His eyes were green, and I swear they would get lighter when he was mad. I could smell him now. I am not sure if he always smelled like this, but I could always smell him when we got in these arguments. I always daydreamed that I could smell his testosterone. I know it's silly, but it is a neat thinking that maybe I have some animalistic top executive to smell men when they are at a heightened point in time.

"What else do you fucking desire ! ?"He said staring directly at me with horrible mix-up and frustration on his expression.

I came back from my daydream fasting and said,"So you're telling me that you didn't talk to anyone, or go to any bars or anything while you were out there ?"I started walking around the kitchen as I was accusing him.

"OH, OK Here We Fucking Go with this again. For the last sentence, I didn't fucking cheat on you. I went out with my supporter and they had daughter they were with…………"He kept yelling.

I was pretty indisputable that John had never cheated on me before, but I had been cheated on in the past and this is just where my nous goes. It is like my default setting to incriminate the individual I'm with before actually using logical sentiment. And besides, if I didn't do this, then I wouldn't get to see this John. Usually he is moderately mild tempered and doesn't really nurture his voice. He is passably hot, but cipher gets me going more than watching this passionate man turn a loss himself in yelling at me. I would be fine watching him yell at someone else, but I don't know how to make that pass off. I do love how to make him yell at me though.

"hi ! ? !"He screamed at me in a thrive voice.

"What ! ? !"I screamed back at him trying to match his dB.

"I asked you a fucking question !"He yelled as he threw his work force in the air."Are you even listening to me ?"

I have no idea what he asked, and I don't forethought because it doesn't thing."You didn't ask me anything, that I need to answer."I said as I was still pacing around the kitchen.

"Stop ! ! !"He bellowed.

"I don't have to stop anything, if you're going to sustain lying to me."I said in a very issue of fact cattish spokesperson.

"You're really pissing me off with this asshole now Karen !"He said shaking his straits in thwarting."I am so fucking tired of getting back from a head trip and wanting to see you and then you start a fuck engagement. Why do we……….."He continued to yell.

I didn't know it, but I had stopped walking around when he yelled ‘ full point'a endorsement ago. I was up against the counter as he was now pacing back and Forth River. It reminded me of when a Panthera tigris would pace in front of the trash at the zoo and you just knew that he was wishing he could set on you. That gross animalistic feeling of aggression and furry.

He started to yell louder and take the air right up to me. I always had trouble hearing what he was saying because whenever I was getting yelled at, I would just modulate the Word of God out and watch the person yelling. His berm were up and a bit forward. His chief was pushed towards me whenever he was finis, and his hands were up at his shoulder height and thrusting at me as he talked. He has never hit me before, but I feel if he doesn't break up with me soon, he is going to. I honestly wouldn't blame him if he did. I do this every undivided prison term he comes back from a tripper, and that is like twice a month.

I do not advocate hitting women and I am a athletic supporter of char's right, but I am not talking about women. I am talking about me. I have always dreamed of what it would be like to be taken by military force. Saying the Holy Scripture rape scares me and it is a horrible thing, so I don't want to call it that. I am talking about being forcefully fucked by someone you trust. It is a eldritch affair to try to ask for and I am not for sure if I can, in fear of being called Weird or fucked up. In realism though, it is all I think about when he is yelling at me.

"Hey ! ! !"He screamed at the top of his lungs."Where the fuck do you go ?"

"What the fuck are you talking about."I said giving him a very disgusted aspect.

"When I am talking to you, where do you go in that fucking head of yours."He said pointing at my head insensitively.

"Just trying to figure out why you are lying me all the time."I said knowing that I was just repeating myself and starting this completely conflict again.

"piece of ass ! ! ! I get nowhere with you !"He screamed as he slammed his hand down on the retort.

Watching his hand shock with the granite countertop sent a chill up my prickle. The sheer force was impressive. Watching the muscles in his forearm tighten and bounce because of the impact was hot. The smacking racket that reverberated in the kitchen was scary. I knew that it had to pain his hired hand. I, right away was curious if it would have hurt me. Would I have been able-bodied to take a hit like that. Could I stay conscious after being hit by this man. The fear and arousal that I felt was probably not healthy, but it was inside me and I couldn't control it.

"how-do-you-do ! ! ! ! ! ? ! ! ! ! ! !"He screamed at me only inches from my facial expression."What the nookie is the point of this if you are not going to mind ! ! ! ! ! ? ! ! ! ! ! ... ... ... ..."He yelled getting closer to me.

I felt his spittle fly from his lips and onto my face. This was the near acute it had ever gotten. I just stared at his brim as he continued to squall at me. Whenever he said a parole with an"f"or a"t"or any strong consonant I would follow the expectoration ejaculate from his mouth and onto my face. I was lost in it, just hoping he would say those syllables again and again.

As I was being showered, I felt something that I had never felt before. His palms on either side of my head. He had never touched me in an argument before, so this caught me very much off guard. He squeezed my heading backbreaking and excite me.

"Are you listening ! ?"He screamed.

I was immediately sad that he didn't say the F word of honor because I was expecting more spit. The quiver was disorienting, and it took me a second to get my charge. My eye must consume been very all-embracing because I could see his facial expression modification into concern, and his hold on my head loosened.

Nooooooo ! I thought to myself. I didn't want to misplace this passion. I was still too scared to ask him for what I really wanted so I had to think fast. I just grabbed his hands and pushed them back hard on my chief and I spit into his aspect. I couldn't believe what I did. As soon as I did it, I was scared for myself, but so turned on that it happened.

I had never seen him look at me like this, but I liked what I saw. His brow furrowed and his lips thinned. I started to get frighten off because I did not bang what was going through his head, but I was so plow on, it was insane. He shook my head back and forward hard, as I took a shrewd gasp in. I spit in his facial expression again and he flinched as it hit him. He shook my caput again harder this time, as now the look on his face had changed and I knew that we were finally on the Same Page.

After a bit of a pause, I decided to see what else I could get away with. I raised my deal and slapped him against the aspect. His centre closed tight as he turned his top dog away, with the steering of the smacking. Slowly he turned his cheek back to meet mine. With a few long arcsecond of waiting we both stare into each other's optic. He licked his backtalk as he looked like he was contemplating what to do now. I did not require there to be any enquiry, so I raised my chin high and clenched my jaw, and closed my eyes.

He slapped me on the left side of my face, but it was not as intemperately as I wanted, so I kept my eyes closed and just shook my caput. With my chin still senior high he slapped me again. The hustle was what I wanted but for some intellect I felt I needed to see what he had in him. Also, in some Weird way, this was a way for me to feel a little bettor about putting him through hell, if I let him punish me a bit. I shook my head again and push my chin as far into the air as I could.

He took his result script and grabbed a vast handful of my hair and pulled my head all the way back and…..

slap ! ! ! ! ! !

I felt the impact first which made my knees a bit weak, and then I felt the sting. My face was burning, and I knew that it must have been red. It only took a second before I felt the heat coming off my face. I knew that was all I could hire for now, so I just opened my eyes and wrapped my hands around his head and neck and threw my mouth into his.

If there was any question of what was going on in his head word before, there shouldn't be now. I am individual handedly changing my sex life with this man from vanilla to BDSM in one day.

Our brim slid and massaged against each early's, as our tongues pressed hard and fought inside our mouthpiece. Our hands were rubbing hard everywhere on top of and under clothing. He had one of my legs jacked up to his side of meat. I slid my handwriting down his jean and felt that he was rock intemperately.

Oh, Thank God for that ! ! !

I grabbed the basis of his cock and squeezed as operose as I could. He reached around me and gripped my ass tight with his unattackable hands. After a second he slid my knickers down off my ass. With our rim still pushing into each other heavily I felt a sting and listen a SLAP.

"Oooooh."I breathed into his mouth.

He hit my ass Hard with his palm and left it there squeezing my buttock. It burned but it is what I deserved and what I needed.

"Again."I said.

smack ! ! !

"Yes."I begged

slap ! ! ! ! !

"Oh Fuck."I moaned as I slid down his body to my knees.

As I slid down him, I wrapped my fingerbreadth into his belt argument and his gasp came down with me. His turncock came bouncing out of his jeans and hit me in the expression. I gripped it and slapped it into my lips a few times before biting the tip a bit.

"MMMmmmm"he let out as both his paw grabbed my head the same way he had me earlier.

I just looked up and shut up eyes with him. As I wrapped my arms behind my rear, I opened my mouth and stick by my tongue out. He did not overlook his que at all. He had a strong travelling bag on my nous, holding me perfectly still, as he pushed his hips forward.

I felt his bouncing peter slide down my tongue and into my mouth. He was looking me directly in the oculus as he penetrated me. I was giving him as angry of eyes as I could give him so as to make sure that he did not go comfortable. His articulatio coxae just continued to go forward, inch after inch, without stopping. I felt his large head push against the opening to my throat. He did not stop pushing in, but there was a interruption as press needed to build up. As I felt the pressure construct his head popped into my throat.

I had never actually taken a penis into my throat before. I had done a few toys but never the real number affair. His penis was expectant than my toy dog but more comfortable because the nous formed comfortably to the contours of my throat.

I did not feel his pubic haircloth yet, so I knew there was at to the lowest degree another half inch to an inch to go. I pushed forward toilsome and fast and felt his pubic knoll hit my pep pill lip. He almost lost his grip when I pushed forward, but he adjusted his hands and held me there. I started to go against as I began to gag.

With two very tight handful of my pilus he pulled my head back violently off his dick. I had enough fourth dimension to ingest a breather and then he pulled me all the way down all at once. There was no fourth dimension to feel every inch this metre. I just felt my face jibe into his body and his tool push against my pharynx. After a endorsement or two I started to gag again, and he did the Lapp affair.

Over and over he pulled me off and slammed me back down. After a while I was starting to progress up quite a bit of spittle that was dripping down my chin. I took one of my workforce from behind my back and got some of my slippery liquid and pushed my hand down into my pants and pantie.

My hand was cold on my flaming pussy. There was so much heat coming off me. I started to slue my script back and forth on my button which was already tingling before I got there. I right away started to find that sweet outset of an orgasm.

A waving of warmth started at my clit and went into my belly. My back started to shake, and my knees tingled as I convulsed with his hammer fucking my mouth. My whole soundbox felt warm like a Wave of energy had swept over me. I moaned onto his cock seeing as he was now giving me almost no time to breath in between drive. His read/write head was looking up and the ceiling as he pumped away.

All in one apparent movement he stopped, crouched down in front of me and without warning slapped my cheek again. The sting was concentrated to describe other than, fueling. My unhurt body was already affectionate from my orgasm and the slap just added to it.

He pulled my hair back and pushed my chest. I fell back to the floor. I felt my pant get jerked down. I was wearing shoes so they could not come off, but it didn't seem to matter to him. When I looked he was crouched over me. Somehow, he had pulled his bloomers and place off. And now crouched over me holding his peter at the infrastructure and aiming it at my pussycat. As he was guiding it in, I raised my pelvic girdle up to him.

His cock was strong, heavily, and relentless as he threw his hips forward and our hip met with a hit.

"Oooooooh God ! ! !"I let out as his cock put derisory force per unit area against my G Spot and our torso squeezed my swollen clitoris.

"MMMM Yes."He growled at me. That vocalization was new, but I wanted it.

My legs were strait and saltation by my pants and he grabbed both my sleeve and held them above my head, firmly against the primer. He started thrusting hard into me. I could feel our bones colliding and my body being slammed into the firmly kitchen story. I was sliding a little with every thrust. He must have been scooting up because he was just as deep if not deeper with every thrust.

shot after shot into my clitoris was doing all the the right way affair and being held down was doing everything else. Here we go again. Warm wave after warm wafture started at the center of my body and worked its way out as I felt overcome with extasy.

"F… F… F… Fuuuuuuck ! ! ! ! !"I screamed as I jerked around under this man.

"That's right bitch. Who's is it ?"I heard come from his mouth but had to unfold my eyes to see if it was still him. He had never spoke to me like that. His voice was low and husky as if I would have chosen it myself.

Maybe I did not answer prompt enough, but he took his hands off my arms and slapped me again across the face. The pain was bearable but barely.

"Aaaahhhhh."I let out, as he without warning pushed two fingers into my back talk along my knife. His other manus firmly gripped my throat. He wasn't cutting off my air way, but I did go to get lightheaded because of the imperativeness he was applying down.

Pumping much harder into me now than he ever had before, he leaned in and growled into my ear and said,"Who's …… is it ?"His words were almost threatening but I couldn't get enough of them.

"Yours. It's all yours."I said pushing the wrangle past his palm tree and slurring as his fingerbreadth fucked my mouth.

He pushed his cock deep into me and just grinded on me as he did the Saame with his digit. His fingertips were into my throat and I could feel his stopcock sliding and slamming against every available airfoil inside my pussy. It felt amazing.

He pulled his turncock and fingers out of me and released his clench on my throat, all at the like time. I had my eyes closed so I did not love what he was doing but I wasn't going to locomote a muscle. No time at all passed and I felt nothing but his cock enter my backtalk. He had stood and turned around and was still crouching above me. He had a ft on either incline of my head, and he started fucking my face.

I could feel him going deeper than I had ever taken a man before, and then I felt his palm collide with my interior thigh. It stung and I felt it reverberate through my whole leg. Then the other thigh. Even if I wanted to stop it, I was not sure what I was to do seeing the perspective I was in. But I didn't want him to terminate at all. I wanted it harder. I wanted to know what I could take. I deserved this and wanted it even more. I started pushing my face up into his pelvis as he was fucking down my throat and occasionally holding it there.

When he would hold my head down with his hips I could not breath because his balls would lay on my nozzle. It was terrifying but at the Saame clip, the hottest fucking matter I had ever done. I do not have it off how recollective we were there but if I was still there today, I would not be mad.

My thighs were on ardor as he turned his Assault to my pussy. He slapped my pussy directly with the pads of his fingers. It wasn't as heavy, but it didn't need to be. My clit was swollen, to the point in time it was out of my slit lips so the impact sent me into a waving of pain and extasy that was new, but welcome.

After a few more smacking and dozens Sir Thomas More knife thrust down my throat, he leaned his head down to my button and sucked. That was it !

Oooooooh My God ! ! ! ! ! I thought and muffled scream came out around his dick as I bucked and twisted all over the kitchen floor feeling the most intense orgasm yet. It almost felt like I was being shocked from the inside out. It final over 30 bit at least. He never let up on his lip ringlet. He just kept sucking and I kept cuming.

After my body calmed down, he pulled his shaft from my throat. I kept my eyes closed still, and just enjoyed the minute. He must consume stepped back putting him above my implements of war because I felt my shirt come up over my pap and around my implements of war.

I couldn't see anything and now my arms were pinned above my header and my legs pinned together by my pants. I felt his work force firmly grip my side of meat and alternate me over so that I was now bound by my clothing and face down on the kitchen flooring.

His hands wrapped around the battlefront of my hips and pulled them up just a bit and I heard his vocalism right beside my ear."Your fucking right it's all mine."He said in that Lapp low husky voice that made me wet before.

I held my hips up where he had put them, and I felt his palm on my ass spreading me to one incline and then he spit on my ass. He ran two finger deep into my pussy real fast and then I felt nothing but his palm for a arcsecond or two.

As I was waiting, and wanting to go searching for him using my consistency, I felt him sprinkle on me again and then rub it around with what I think was his rooster. Then I felt a mild but firm force per unit area against my ass hole. He was pushing in and out little by small but wasn't penetrating my ass. My body was fighting him without asking me what I wanted at all. But it did not matter because he was going to get what he wanted, and it just so happened that is what I wanted too.

Right when I thought he was going to make it in he paused, and I felt strong liquid smacking against my rear end hole which made me deform a bit. He had spit one More clip and paused for it to lubricate all the potential areas.

I felt both his palms spread my panoptic open as he started to drop his weight down. His rooster inch by inch penetrated my ass. Once he was all the way in, he held it there for a spell and I got used to his girth. He was impressive.

He started to pump up and down slowly but dropping his exercising weight hard on me when he got as late as he could go. His hands were spreading my ass hard enough that there was a lilliputian painful sensation like he was going to deplumate me apart down the middle. There was no way for me to let him know though because I was bound, and he could not see my case. I wouldn't daring check him though.

He was now fucking my ass as hard as he could, and it was miscellaneous painfulness and joy until I felt him slap my ass.

smack ! ! ! ! !

"Aaahhhhh !"I cried out.

smacking, SLAP, SLAP, SLAP………. On and on he went from one cheek to the early. He was slapping with his fingertips and then coming back and slapping on the backstroke as well. My ass was tingling and burning as I got what I wanted and needed but almost couldn't take.

As I started to turn over my limit, I began to shake on the ground under him. I had my middle wide open but could see nothing assume illumination coming through the cloth of my shirt. He slapped me a few more times and then pushed all his pressure down on my back, holding me to the kitchen story.

As soon as I stopped squirming, he released his frailty on me and grabbed my bra strap and pulled back hard. He dropped to his human knee straddling my ass tight. I was still held down but just now, it was his physical structure weight and cock that had be bound to the floor.

He started thrusting his hips into my ass very hard as he pulled back on my bra using it for leveraging. He was burying himself to the limit in my ass as I started to try my bra tear.

"Ooooooh nookie ! ! !"He screamed louder than I had ever heard him as he started to pump into me. I could feel his warm cum in my ass. Spray after atomizer he was releasing all that he had to propose into me. He dropped his forearms down to my back and held his torso weight onto me as he convulsed and emptied himself.

I lay there happier than I had been in a very long time with his cock still holding my ass mess open up, and being replete of cum. I was sore, raw, confused, and depicted object. I had never really felt this many emotions after sex or any event in my lifetime but I knew we had set the bar richly. It was going to take quite the fight to top this.

And I was just the little girl to do it. God I can't wait !