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

"Just enjoin 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 fuck about that ! I want to know what you did when you were not working."I said knowing he knew what I wanted to discover.

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

He was so close I could sense his breathing time as he yelled at me. His eyes were green, and I swear they would get lighter when he was mad. I could smack him now. I am not sure if he always smelled like this, but I could always smell him when we got in these line of reasoning. I always daydreamed that I could sense his testosterone. I know it's silly, but it is a smashing cerebration that maybe I have some animalistic power to smell out men when they are at a raise level.

"What else do you fucking desire ! ?"He said staring directly at me with horrible confusion and frustration on his cheek.

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 time, I didn't fucking cheat on you. I went out with my friends and they had girls they were with…………"He kept yelling.

I was pretty sure that John had never cheated on me before, but I had been cheated on in the past and this is just where my mind goes. It is like my nonpayment setting to accuse the someone I'm with before actually using logical thought. And besides, if I didn't do this, then I wouldn't get to see this privy. Usually he is somewhat soft tempered and doesn't really raise his interpreter. He is fairly hot, but nothing gets me going more than watching this passionate man lose himself in yelling at me. I would be fine watching him yell at mortal else, but I don't know how to ca-ca that happen. I do cognise how to make him hollo at me though.

"how-do-you-do ! ? !"He screamed at me in a thriving voice.

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

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

I have no idea what he asked, and I don't concern 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 keep lying to me."I said in a very thing of fact bitchy vocalisation.

"You're really pissing me off with this poop now Karen !"He said shaking his capitulum in frustration."I am so bonk tired of getting back from a head trip and wanting to see you and then you start a ass scrap. Why do we……….."He continued to yell.

I didn't know it, but I had stopped walking around when he yelled ‘ stop'a second base ago. I was up against the counter as he was now pacing back and forth. It reminded me of when a tiger would pace in presence of the ice at the zoo and you just knew that he was wishing he could attack you. That pure animalistic tone of hostility and furry.

He started to scream louder and walk right up to me. I always had difficulty hearing what he was saying because whenever I was getting yelled at, I would just modulate the word out and watch the person yelling. His shoulders were up and a bit forward. His head was pushed towards me whenever he was conclusion, and his hands were up at his shoulder meridian 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 single time he comes back from a trip, and that is like twice a month.

I do not advocate hitting womanhood and I am a jock of women's rightfulness, 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 force out. Saying the Holy Writ 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 weird matter to try to ask for and I am not sure if I can, in fright of being called weird or fucked up. In reality 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 repel aspect.

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

"nookie ! ! ! I get nowhere with you !"He screamed as he slammed his hand down on the counterpunch.

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

"Hello ! ! ! ! ! ? ! ! ! ! ! !"He screamed at me only inches from my face."What the fuck is the point of this if you are not going to heed ! ! ! ! ! ? ! ! ! ! ! ... ... ... ..."He yelled getting closer to me.

I felt his saliva fly from his lips and onto my human face. This was the most intense it had ever gotten. I just stared at his lips as he continued to yell at me. Whenever he said a word with an"f"or a"t"or any unvoiced consonant I would watch the spit seed 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 medallion on either side of my question. He had never touched me in an disceptation before, so this caught me very much off guard. He squeezed my school principal hard and shook me.

"Are you listening ! ?"He screamed.

I was immediately sad that he didn't say the F give-and-take because I was expecting More spit. The vibration was disorienting, and it took me a moment to get my presence. My eyes must take in been very wide because I could see his nervus facialis expression change into concern, and his grip on my point loosened.

Nooooooo ! I thought to myself. I didn't want to fall back 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 head and I spit into his face. 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 scared because I did not know what was going through his head, but I was so turned on, it was insane. He shook my head back and forward hard, as I took a sharp gasp in. I spit in his font again and he flinched as it hit him. He shook my head again harder this metre, 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 suspension, I decided to see what else I could get away with. I raised my hand and slapped him against the face. His centre closed tight as he turned his head away, with the counsel of the slap. Slowly he turned his face back to forgather mine. With a few long seconds of waiting we both stare into each former's heart. He licked his rim as he looked like he was contemplating what to do now. I did not desire there to be any enquiry, so I raised my chin high and clenched my jaw, and closed my eyes.

He slapped me on the remaining face of my expression, but it was not as hard as I wanted, so I kept my eyes closed and just shook my top dog. With my chin still high he slapped me again. The con was what I wanted but for some grounds I felt I needed to see what he had in him. Also, in some weird way, this was a way for me to finger a little better about putting him through underworld, if I let him penalise me a bit. I shook my head again and campaign my Chin as far into the air as I could.

He took his bequeath hired man and grabbed a huge smattering of my hair and pulled my school principal all the way back and…..

slap ! ! ! ! ! !

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

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

Our rim slid and massaged against each early's, as our spit pressed hard and fought inside our mouths. Our helping hand were rubbing hard everywhere on top of and under clothing. He had one of my pegleg jacked up to his side of meat. I slid my hired man down his jeans and felt that he was rock hard.

Oh, Thank God for that ! ! !

I grabbed the infrastructure of his cock and squeezed as heavily as I could. He reached around me and gripped my ass tight with his strong manpower. After a endorse he slid my gasp down off my ass. With our mouth still pushing into each other difficult I felt a sting and heard a slap.

"Oooooh."I breathed into his mouth.

He hit my ass Hard with his decoration and left it there squeezing my cheek. 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 knee.

As I slid down him, I wrapped my finger into his belt line of products and his pants came down with me. His cock came bouncing out of his jean and hit me in the facial expression. I gripped it and slapped it into my back talk a few times before biting the tip a bit.

"MMMmmmm"he let out as both his hired man grabbed my forefront the Lapplander way he had me earlier.

I just looked up and locked eyes with him. As I wrapped my arms behind my back, I opened my mouth and stuck my tongue out. He did not miss his que at all. He had a strong grip on my head, holding me perfectly still, as he pushed his hips forward.

I felt his bouncing cock swoop down my clapper and into my mouth. He was looking me directly in the eyes as he penetrated me. I was giving him as angry of middle as I could give him so as to make sure that he did not go promiscuous. His hips just continued to go forward, inch after in, without stopping. I felt his large pass thrust against the initiative to my throat. He did not stop pushing in, but there was a pause as pressure needed to ramp up up. As I felt the atmospheric pressure build his nous popped into my throat.

I had never actually taken a penis into my pharynx before. I had done a few miniature but never the real thing. His phallus was gravid than my toys but more comfortable because the question formed comfortably to the contour line of my throat.

I did not feel his pubic hair's-breadth yet, so I knew there was at least another half inch to an in to go. I pushed forward hard and fast and felt his pubic mound 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 jerk as I began to gag.

With two very tight handfuls of my hair he pulled my head back violently off his stopcock. I had enough time to take a breathing place and then he pulled me all the way down all at once. There was no clock time to feel every column inch this time. I just felt my face slam into his soundbox and his pecker get-up-and-go against my throat. After a second or two I started to gag again, and he did the same thing.

Over and over he pulled me off and slammed me back down. After a while I was starting to build up quite a bit of saliva that was dripping down my Kuki. I took one of my hands from behind my back and got some of my slippery liquid and pushed my hired man down into my knickers and panties.

My hand was cold on my torrid pussy. There was so often heat coming off me. I started to slip my hand back and Forth on my button which was already tingling before I got there. I right away started to finger that seraphic beginning of an sexual climax.

A wave of warmth started at my clitoris and went into my belly. My back started to shake, and my knee joint tingled as I convulsed with his cock fucking my mouthpiece. My unhurt body felt warm like a wave of energy had swept over me. I moaned onto his cock eyesight as he was now giving me almost no time to breath in between thrusts. His head was looking up and the ceiling as he pumped away.

All in one apparent movement he stopped, crouched down in presence of me and without warning slapped my cheek again. The sting was hard to describe former than, fueling. My whole torso was already warmly from my climax and the smack just added to it.

He pulled my hair back and pushed my breast. I fell back to the story. I felt my gasp 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 pants and shoes off. And now crouched over me holding his tool at the foot and aiming it at my twat. As he was guiding it in, I raised my hip up to him.

His cock was strong, hard, and relentless as he threw his hips forward and our pelvises met with a collision.

"Oooooooh God ! ! !"I let out as his cock put laughable insistence against my G Spot and our torso squeezed my intumesce clit.

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

My leg were strait and spring by my drawers and he grabbed both my blazonry and held them above my head, firmly against the ground. He started thrusting hard into me. I could feel our finger cymbals colliding and my dead body being slammed into the severe kitchen base. I was sliding a small with every knife thrust. He must have been scooting up because he was just as deep if not deeper with every poke.

Slam after gibe into my clit was doing all the correct things and being held down was doing everything else. Here we go again. Warm wave after warm wave started at the center of attention 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 mighty squawk. Who's is it ?"I heard semen from his sass but had to open 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 do quick enough, but he took his manus off my limb and slapped me again across the side. The pain sensation was bearable but barely.

"Aaaahhhhh."I let out, as he without warning pushed two fingerbreadth into my oral fissure along my clapper. His other hand firmly gripped my throat. He wasn't cutting off my air way, but I did start to get featherbrained because of the pressure he was applying down.

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

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

He pushed his tool deep into me and just grinded on me as he did the same with his finger's breadth. His fingertips were into my throat and I could feel his cock sliding and slamming against every available surface inside my pussy. It felt amazing.

He pulled his cock and finger out of me and released his clutch on my pharynx, all at the same time. I had my eyes closed so I did not have a go at it what he was doing but I wasn't going to motivate a muscularity. No time at all passed and I felt nil but his hammer enter my mouth. He had stood and turned around and was still crouching above me. He had a foot on either slope of my head, and he started fucking my face.

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

When he would hold my head teacher down with his rosehip I could not breath because his balls would lay on my olfactory organ. It was terrifying but at the Saami clock time, the blistering fucking thing I had ever done. I do not know how long we were there but if I was still there today, I would not be mad.

My second joint were on fervor as he turned his assault to my slit. He slapped my cunt directly with the stamp pad of his finger. It wasn't as operose, but it didn't need to be. My clit was swollen, to the point it was out of my snatch lips so the shock sent me into a wave of pain and extasy that was new, but receive.

After a few more slap and lashings more thrusts down my pharynx, he leaned his head down to my clit and sucked. That was it !

Oooooooh My God ! ! ! ! ! I thought and muffled screaming came out around his pecker as I bucked and twisted all over the kitchen level feeling the almost intense sexual climax yet. It almost felt like I was being shocked from the interior out. It last over 30 seconds 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 turncock from my throat. I kept my eyes closed still, and just enjoyed the moment. He must have stepped back putting him above my subdivision because I felt my shirt come up over my tits and around my sleeve.

I couldn't see anything and now my arms were pinned above my promontory and my branch pinned together by my trouser. I felt his manus firmly grip my face and riffle me over so that I was now bound by my article of clothing and face down on the kitchen floor.

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

I held my pelvic girdle up where he had put them, and I felt his palm on my ass spreading me to one side and then he spit on my ass. He ran two fingers deep into my twat real fast and then I felt nothing but his palm for a second or two.

As I was waiting, and wanting to go searching for him using my physical structure, I felt him spit on me again and then rub it around with what I think was his cock. Then I felt a soft but firm insistency against my ass hole. He was pushing in and out footling by little but wasn't penetrating my ass. My body was fighting him without asking me what I wanted at all. But it did not subject because he was going to get what he wanted, and it just so go on that is what I wanted too.

Right when I thought he was going to make it in he paused, and I felt quick liquid state smack against my backside hole which made me twist a bit. He had spit one More time and paused for it to lubricate all the potential areas.

I felt both his palms cattle ranch my wide-cut unresolved as he started to drop his free weight down. His tool inch by column inch penetrated my ass. Once he was all the way in, he held it there for a while and I got used to his cinch. He was impressive.

He started to pump up and down slowly but dropping his weight hard on me when he got as mystifying as he could go. His hands were spreading my ass hard enough that there was a footling pain in the ass like he was going to snap me apart down the middle. There was no way for me to let him do it though because I was bound, and he could not see my face. I wouldn't dare bar him though.

He was now fucking my ass as hard as he could, and it was sundry pain and delight until I felt him slap my ass.

SLAP ! ! ! ! !

"Aaahhhhh !"I cried out.

SLAP, SLAP, smacking, SLAP………. On and on he went from one nerve to the other. 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 accomplish my point of accumulation, I began to shake on the ground under him. I had my eyes wide assailable but could see nothing accept light source coming through the fabric of my shirt. He slapped me a few more multiplication and then pushed all his pressure level down on my back, holding me to the kitchen floor.

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 knees straddling my ass tight. I was still held down but just now, it was his eubstance system of weights 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 leverage. He was burying himself to the limit in my ass as I started to see my bra teardrop.

"Ooooooh Fuck ! ! !"He screamed gaudy than I had ever heard him as he started to pump into me. I could palpate his affectionate cum in my ass. sprayer after spray he was releasing all that he had to proffer into me. He dropped his forearms down to my backbone and held his body weight onto me as he convulsed and emptied himself.

I lay there happier than I had been in a very long time with his stopcock still holding my ass hole open, and being full of cum. I was sore, raw, fuddle, and content. I had never really felt this many emotions after sex or any effect in my spirit but I knew we had set the bar senior high school. It was going to study quite the battle to top this.

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