pulling out the high back chair and kissing my cheek softly as you help me seat. ivory stick candles flickering your ocean eyes as you smile. closing my eyes as i savor the delicious meal before us. licking your lips as drops of sauce drip between my breasts. scooting closer to the sheet glass table removing one of my black heels. placing your wine glass back at the table watching me carefully. my foot begins trailing up your leg. continuing to enjoy my meal as more sauce drips between my breasts. unfastening your cufflinks and the top button at your collar. my foot creeping high. sipping my wine as we talk to one another with our eyes. my nipples are becoming hard beneath the tailored dress. slowly parting my lips and moving my tongue. rotating your head in a 360-degree fashion as you down the rest of your wine. my foot at your inner thigh now. my toes teasing and tickling at your crotch. unbuttoning my dress as the sauce runs down to the white lace bra. straightening up quickly as my foot meet the center of your bulge. unable to hide my smirk as i place my foot back in your lap. trying hard to eat your meal as the muscle in your jaw thinks differently. running my tongue around the brim of the wine glass. looking directly into your eyes just waiting for you to snap. my foot arched sliding up in down against your navy slacks. your eyes changing from ocean to smoke as you watch, feel and eat. undoing another button from my dress as a straight line from the sauce is formed from my chest down the front of my white bra. disturbing our silence as i lean back in the high back chair and moan out softly. your bulge has grown harder against my foot. now i lick the fork up and down. blowing kisses in your direction. not sure if the flames in your eyes are from the candles or your building desire. pulling my foot away from your hardness. sitting up straight in the high back chair. breaking our stare as i eye dessert. my foot is searching for my lost heel. the flames from the candles shift as if there were a sudden wind. pulling me from the chair roughly. one hand tight around my neck and the other manages to rip the remaining buttons on my tailored dress. pulling hard at my bra as i bite your lip and tug at your shirt. twirling me around quickly and hard. knocking our dinner to the floor as you throw me on the table. the high back chair is tossed across the room as it was stopping you from getting closer to me. scooting my body higher on the glass table as candles fall to the marble. pulling my back with my panties tight in your grip. your breathing has turned hard and deep. your shirt hanging from your edged frame as you drop your slacks. licking my lips. smearing the dripped sauce on my now exposed breasts. placing my fingers in my mouth egging you on. grabbing me by my neck once more pulling me from the table. your hot breath swarming my face. your cock jumping against me. shivering as you spread my legs with your strong hand. my whispers coming out in pleas and whimpers as your cock nears my opening. licking the side of my face letting wetness run down. shoving me back against the table and instantly thrusting into me. my hands trying to find something to hold on to. planting your mouth on my smeared tits cleaning them. grabbing the back of your neck and digging hard. lifting my ass from the messy table only having you shove me down harder. spilled salad getting lost in my hair as you fuck me all over the table. covering the other side of my face with your saliva just as you lift me from the table. my legs wobbly from the hard fucking and wondering why you stopped. walking lopsided with only one heel looking back at you. pulling food from my hair and trying to slip off my thigh highs. not walking 10 ten steps to have you grab my legs and spread me right there. falling forward from your strength. holding me by hair to keep me from hitting the floor. my finger tips touching the floor as your dick finds it way back inside of me. shouting at me as you fuck me hard. shouting back just as loud as i spread my legs further. placing the palms of my hands on the floor. your cock going deeper into my cunt. pushing me forward with each thrust. your saliva trailing down my spine as my ass bouncing against you. trying to kick off my remaining heel to keep my balance. my tits rocking like waves as you fuck me even harder. strands of my hair getting sucked into my mouth as i scream. between your powerful thrust and my one heel i hit the floor. still inside of me grabbing my ankle and pulling off my heel. pressing my sweaty face against the cool marble as your drag me more. pushing my ass in your face trying to stand on my feet. shouting broken english to you and you spank my ass hard. watching more lettuce and broccoli fall from my hair as my body shakes. precum dripping down my ass as your cock rests and watches. pushing my body back hard against yours. refusing to break your tight grip from my ankle as i realize i can turn around. stepping on your hand and grabbing your thick neck. taking ownership of your body by licking the sides of your sweaty face as you've done mine time and time again. biting your chest as if i were biting meat. your nails trying to draw blood as they clamp to my ass. my cunt humping your stuffed balls as my tongue and teeth roam your body. both of us flinching as we try to hurt one another. my hand tighter at your throat. your fingers wrapping themselves around my hair. locked like to wild animals. burning and stinging with passion and lust and fuck. holding your dick in your hand slapping it against my stomach. precum splattering against my tits and chin. your balls covered with my scent and juice. leaning me back by my hair finding my dripping cunt. with your hand still attached to your dick you rush it inside of me. screaming bloody mary as you fuck the living shit out of me. leaning up from the floor pounding me harder. chills racing through my body as i feel your saliva shot down my throat. swallowing it and asking for more. in the most contoured position. our sweaty bruised bodies mingled together. my body covered with saliva, food and precum. yours with saliva and now dried blood from my scratches. fueled on pure fuck we continue. my tits bouncing as my nipples point to the ceiling. on my hands and feet as you are on your hands squatting on me. my cum flowing out of me like a river. feeling every vein on your cock. our shouts and screams have grown louder. my body losing to yours as always as i hit the floor again. biting your fingers as you shove them in my mouth. smacking my face before reaching for my neck again. screaming for you to fucking cum already. screaming for me to open my legs and just fucking take it. not sure where my cum is coming from as i continue to run like a faucet. our wet bodies sliding along the floor as you don?t let up. my hair sticks to the side of my face as is grows damp. our minds completely in another state as we carry on like maniacs. your dick jumping and twitching inside of me. milking it with my cunt as if i were sucking on it. trying to suffocate me as you put all of your weight on me. biting your lips and spitting in your face. opening my mouth wide with your fingers trying to pull out my tongue. beginning to think there is more saliva flying around than cum. now in a doorway my hands clamp to the frame. trails of our fluids leading from room to room like snails. on the verge of collapsing as you bite my shoulder as you finally erupt. your teeth sinking deep into my wet tender skin. shaking like a leaf as i think my body is in a state of shock. falling to the floor for the last time. we lay drenched and worn both wondering how we went from eating dinner to this.

Sitting calmly atop the granite countertop she nibbled on her nonexistent hang nails. Staring out into space only paper sheet thin blood managed to escape her fingers. Her mind raced?her eyes fluttered?With the current time etched into her brain she knew it would not be long. She tried being a good girl for him. She tried to behave?be gentle?loving?everything that was sweet and nice but she could pretend no longer. She had been preparing herself for his arrival all day and the stains and bruises to prove it. With her catholic school green checkered skirt hiked up to her waist...her fingers were slick and covered with what was left of her numerous orgasms?her thick thighs bruised with her imprints. Her white blouse barely covered her sheer bra exposing her rock hard nipples. While sitting patiently atop the countertop...her cum slowly began to seep out of her cunt...Any minute now the clock monitored in her brain just as she ripped a long piece of skin from her finger. Her arms were covered in goose pimples and self inflicted scratches as anticipation grew inside her. Just as her attention was attracted by a drop bright red blood on her pure white knee socks the front door opened?she didn?t bother to turn and greet him but a smirk caught her pretty face anyway. Whatever he held in his hand he dropped as he noticed her from behind?her hair looked as if it had been angrily pulled. She bit the inside of her lip when he hadn?t appeared in her presence instantly?the salty blood tasted good against her tongue and she moaned inadvertently. He walked in and turned to face her. His face was hard with disgust and frustration which made her cunt spit. His steel eyes asked her of her intentions and she answered by revealing her fresh marks and scratches. Shaking his head as to reject her had to be a ploy because it only excited her. Turning to walk away from her?she slid off the countertop and followed like a puppy. Grabbing his wrist forcefully she dug her long, sharp nails into his flesh. Still ignoring her he made his way to their bedroom with her at his heels. Her heat, want and need something sinister was felt at his back and he tried his best to ward it off. She reached for his wrist a second time and whispered something in his ear that made the hair at nape salute. She knew which buttons to press and she just hit two. Just in the doorway of their bedroom she grabbed him by his collar from behind. To this day he has never understood how cotton could hurt against the skin?but the pretty bitch behind him knew. Muscles jumped in his clenched jaw and his forearm. She called him?called him one of the degrading names and insulted his pride. She pressed the final needed button?he turned?faced her and slapped her with all of his might. She felt her teeth click and her smile broadened. She insulted him again?stood up straight and with her stripper heels she could look him in the eye. His lip twitched and she leaned forward and licked his face. She said it again and this time his strong hand wrapped around her throat?tightening and burying his nails deep into her flesh. His other hand disappeared under her school girl skirt and slapped her cunt as he just slapped her face. As she fought it was he turn to flash a smirk. He smacked her cunt hard once more and with his hand covered with her cum he smeared it over her face. He did not particularly care for this but his dick was just as sick as she was apparently. With his dick aching and throbbing to be set free?he let go of her throat. Already knowing this was a mistake he would surely make her pay soon enough. She got down on her knees?her mouth opened and her fingers vanished into her cunt. As he dropped his pants she bit him?licked him and bit him again. His own pleasure setting in now he tried to rip her hair from her head as he yanked her away from him. The throbbing in her head did not stop her from reaching for his cock. Hard and pulsing she swallowed all of him. Shifting all of his weight he leaned forward pushing her back?his fingers trying to penetrate her scalp. Precum ran from the corners of her mouth down to her chin as he denied her air with his cock buried deep down her throat. With her eyes watery and red she still managed to egg him on. Pushing her back hard she fell to the floor?not bothering to get up she laid there and shoved her fingers back into her cunt. She fingered furiously as if she were competing in a contest. He towered over her and watched in hatred?spitting on her cunt. Retrieving his belt from his jeans he made the slap sound that make her freeze for only a millisecond?but caught her attention just the same. Walking around her smirking he begin to slap her with the belt. She finger fucked herself harder and faster. Red welts begin to appear on her arms and thighs and he grabbed his dick to keep it from jumping. With her free hand she grabbed the belt?putting his foot on her throat she only grabbed and yanked harder at the belt. Opening her mouth to catch his precum as it began to drip like a leaky faucet sent him over the edge. She was quickly yanked up by her hair and bent over?her legs were kicked apart like a perpetrator?then he was inside her. As he fucked her mercilessly he vowed never to do it again until?

Wednesday, January 6th

You may be unaware but that is something I doubt. You play coy and naive but that only fools those whom don't know you. It seems you have yet to remember the things I am desperately trying to relay in these letters. Nonetheless it's my duty to remind you.

Last Thursday night rain fell like buckets being dumped by angry gods. You went out unexpectedly dress rather slutty for my taste; again this is something that will be corrected in the very near future.? I am sad to say that I had to witness you perform like a whore. I witnessed your dress rise more than a few times revealing your bald pussy. Your nipples ready to puncture through the front of your dress. The look in the eyes of the men there was beyond lust. It was if they were heroin addicts and you were the last remaining source of heroin on earth. Your thick black hair was sucked into your pretty mouth as you moved to the sultry music. You have no idea what strength it took me not to drag you out of there. The chap that escorted you to this "venue", we will have our own private discussion some time later. What were you thinking? You let him slide his fingers deep inside of you. You allowed him to take your breasts...the nipples that I...He all but fucked you right there in the center of the dance floor. Again you don't know what it took not to snap his neck and maybe yours as well. I can only imagine what happened in the back of the limo on the way back to his place. But once you arrived and every square foot of the condo was visible well....

I will be paying you a visit on Friday. I always know where you are so "hiding" is not necessary and will only upset me further. I would like you to be home. We will "talk" and I will remind you.

Friday, January 8th,

It was the 112th letter she had received. Her 3rd time reading it she felt a twinge of emotion but that was it. She placed the letter along with others in her panty drawer...she thought her sense of humor was great. She told herself she was not nervous or worried but that was a lie. She knew who wrote all of those letters, she figured if she denied it for a period of time it would just disappear. Um it didn't work out that way. She wasn't afraid but she was scared. She was nervous but she was also excited. She thought of leaving on purpose but thought better of it reflectively touching a patch of skin above her neck. So she showered, had dinner well prepared dinner anyway she was too wound up to eat. And she sat in the frost arm chair and waited. She only realized she dosed off when she went to readjust her body and felt...Well all the partying at late hours of the night is finally catching up with you the dark voice spoke. She didn't dare move even though everything that was her was yelling to do so. At least you didn't force me to track you down, for that I won't kill you he spoke. In not moving she had also stopped breathing. Only when the hanging lights began to fuzz did she exhale. You know I really thought you had more self control than this. You have really disappointed me. But...I guess my feelings toward you are the only reason...You don't know what I feel for you. The extent of agony I had to endure. For the past 156 days as I had to watch you. Grabbing the back of her neck too roughly she stopped breathing again. His voice was torn, ragged, angry, determined. Do you have any fuckin idea he spat into her ear. The lights above began to fuzz again and she released a to long held breath. The only other thing she was capable of doing was hanging her head but as soon as she did he yanked her up and bullied her into the corner of the wall. How could you forget his voice now low and scary. Seeing him for the first time in 156 days he looked the same. He smelled of newness, hatred and something sweet as honey. Looking into his eyes for the first time she witnessed them shift color like he was deciding what he was going to do next. His cool thumb traced the patch of skin at her neck and they both shivered. You remember don't you? She opened her mouth once more to speak but closed it just as quickly. Answer me he growled. Opening her mouth once more she shook her head. He brushed his thumb across the patch of skin that was two shades lighter than her own skin at her neck. He pushed gently as his remaining fingers clamped at the back of her neck. The skimpy sheer nightie she got dressed in was not doing its job in distracting him. The look in his eyes said he hated her but still loved her as well. She decided to start breathing again and began working up the nerve to say something. Just as he began to press his thumb harder she spoke. It was a whisper of a whisper but he heard her. Say it again he growled. She darted her eyes down but the pressure he had at her neck made her look back up at him. I remember she barely whispered. What do you remember keeping his hold on her. With his free hand he began to caress her pretty face. Gently touching every inch. I'm listening he spat just as his hand moved down between her legs. Some things never change he grunted as he felt her heat welcome his hand. I can't fuckin hear you; I know what that mouth of yours is capable of so start with it. He found her swollen clit quickly and began to rub it. I noticed you out and about so I don't think you mind if I treat you like a whore do you? Don't bother answering that. And by the way that chap that took you out a few times....well he won't be stopping by any time in the near future. Her breathing caught again and he grabbed her clit and started squeezing it between his two fingers.

She started speaking. She'd rather tell it in story version which annoyed him but?he decided not to interrupt her. The nightie she decided to entice him with was becoming more of a hassle with every passing second. Removing the hand that was pinning her to the wall. He towered and invaded what small space she had left daring her to move. His eyes never leaving hers...he ripped the pretty expensive nightie right down the center throwing the shreds to the floor. He grunted despite himself. Her heavy tits were larger, nipples harder than he'd ever seen. Her body glowed as if someone had personally attached tiny sparkles to every inch of her. She continued telling the story and out of sheer anger he slapped her bald pussy then her pretty face with full force. He wanted her to stop talking..he willed her to. His eyes shifted color once more as he received his wish. The infamous smirk graced his lips as he hauled her and threw her to the floor. For whatever reason she decided that was the best time to try and fight. He was stronger than before much...before she could try breaking skin he was almost stopping her circulation. He managed to pin her...completely immobile. Never change he screamed while trying to fit his entire body inside of her. She was tighter than he last remembered and hotter which only made things worse. Her body was close to exploding and there was nothing she could do about it. He started where she left off. Reciting sacred vows she promised to keep and obey. She felt close to fainting. He hadn't eased the pressure he had against her throat and he was literally trying to break her with his powerful thrusts. God please she barely mumbled. And all of?a sudden he stopped. No sooner did she blink he was back at her. I'm going to do this until you remember again. Then I'm going to continue until I'm sure you will never, ever forget again.

Greater Than Any Meaning Of Love

"Shhhhhhhh," His breath tickling my ear. "Shhhh, now. Stay still."

I was still. His body seemed to almost mold to mine, his naked form, hard throbbing cock, muscles, arms, legs, so close they seemed to be part of me as he stood behind me, his arms around me, one hand resting just inches above my shaved pussy, the other hand resting on my neck.

"Shhhhh, now. . ." I felt his lips kissing my neck and I shivered. "Shhhh, it's almost time." His voice had a perfect calming effect on me. It could slide into my soul and I would become so at ease, so relaxed.

"He had a question for me" He kissed my neck again and nibbled me. I grinned as another shiver tickled up my spine. "Ready?"

I nodded.

"You know you are mine. I know you would do almost anything for me, wouldn't you?"

I nodded again.

"Mmmm, such a good girl." He kissed my shoulder. "But I wonder. . . " His voice trailed off, and I sought him out in the silence. My eyes were firmly covered, but I looked for him with my hearing and soul.

"I wonder." He was teasing me, making me wait. . .squirm for it.

"I wonder just how far would you go for me?" I opened my mouth to reply, but his fingers went to my lips to quiet my response.

"I mean. . .really. . . I know you'd do a lot . . . but . . . like. . .would you cry for me?"

I nodded.

"Would you suffer for me?"

I nodded.

"Would you die for me?"

I stopped. I hadn't expected that. I stood silent, not knowing what to say. He waited, I waited. I heard his breathing. Then I heard his chuckle.

"Hmmmm, that one has you a bit confused, huh?"

I nodded again.

"Hmmm, then let's just see if you would." His hand closed around my throat; I felt a rush of fear, panic, but I didn't fight back. I tried to let go of the natural impulses to struggle for life, and let myself trust him. As his hand began to slowly tighten, his other hand began to work its way slowly down until the fingers were sliding across my wet pussy lips.

My body tensed in fear, but also in arousal. As the hand around my throat began to slide up, the fingers on my lips parted me and began to play in my wet pussy. They slid around and tickled all over, exploring me, teasing me.

"Baby. . .I want to know. . ." His hand slid over my chin, the fingers on my lips. "I need to know. . ." His fingers found my clit and began to rub it gently. "I need to know, baby. . . " Two fingers slid into my pussy and the palm rubbed across my clit. The palm of his other hand brushed my lips. "Would you die for my sins?"

His hand clamped over my mouth and nose. In an instant I couldn't breathe, I fought and squirmed, but he held me tighter. His fingers began to play with me mercilessly, I wanted to scream but couldn't...I had no breath to scream with.

He released my mouth just as I began to feel dizzy, allowing me to gulp in air and begin to whimper. Just as I took a deep long breath to say something, his hand was back, and I was mute again. His fingers fucked me fast and furiously. . .his palm slapping against my aching clit. Each thrust made me jerk and spasm now, but he held me still, holding me tight against his naked body. His hard cock pressing against my ass cheeks, throbbing in excitement.

"Will you?" He asked as his teeth bit my shoulder. I tried to cry out but couldn't, the effort only made him laugh. "Will you?" He bit me again, and the hand fucking me slapped my pussy hard.

I was spinning, growing dizzy, losing focus. Then his hand released and I gulped air again, but before I got a full lung , his hand was back, muffling my cries of protest.

"Will you?"

My pussy was burning, about to explode. His fingers threw me way past beyond. I couldn't think. He controlled my body in every way, even how I breathed. I wanted to cry, but couldn't remember how. It was all so intense, so overwhelming. Another gulp of ice cold air. . .it stung my lungs. . .it seemed too cold to breath now.

"Will. . ."

His fingers played with me to the point that I felt I had to pee everywhere. I was sure I was going to lose control any second now.

"You. . ."

He wouldn't let up. . .wouldn't even slow down. His fingers deep in me, hand slapping my sore clit, my juices dripping down my legs, the sounds. . .so wet. . .so very wet.

"Die. . ."

His teeth into my flesh. I screamed out and used the last of my air, but this time, the hand did not give me more. It did not allow me the precious gulp of air I needed.

"For me?"

I exploded. My pussy was burning up as my body caught fire too. My whole body seemed to be flowing out of me onto the floor. I cried out and gulped air, and found his hand was loose enough to allow ,me a small breath and scream.

I was coming and couldn't stop. I just kept jerking against his hold, my body acting without any thought. It pulled and twisted as his fingers kept playing with me way past the point of coming. He kept fucking me and making it more and more intense. He wasn't letting me go, he wasn't letting me drop.

"Will you?"

I was screaming and gasping and trying to curl into a ball, but he continued to hold me up. I was shaking like a leaf, my body was like fire, and any touch sent spasms through me like lightning.

"Will you?" He shouted. The words penetrated my brain and I finally understood. I knew what he wanted.

"Yes!" I screamed. I would. I would die for you. "Yes, Sir!" Tears streaming down my face. "Yes!!!!!!" I collapsed into his arms and was lowered to the ground, finally able to curl into his lap and lay still, my body still quivering.

"Yes, Sir." I whispered.

Yes. I would.

I curled into his lap and was silent. There were no limits any more. There were no boundaries. Yes, I would..

Take Then Give
Smooth coolness at my back as I am pushed. Breathing hard into my open mouth as you stare through me. Flashes. Rage. Lust. Passion. Fury. Love. Emotions bouncing between us back and forth at one another. Hearing the silk material rip against my body. Whispering, I'm going to knock your fuckin walls down. Dark whispers mixed with your breaths. Pulling your hell red shirt from your edged frame. Breaking the zipper of your black slacks. Tips of my fingers deep in your shoulders. Shreds of my white dress hitting the floor. Begging for the beast to be released. Breathing the request deep into your mouth. Raising my trembling hands above me. Your growls begin to enter me. Separating my legs with your strong knees. Fitting between me. Specks of true aqua fill your eyes. My nails puncture your hard skin. Pushing me harder against the structure. The warmth of your tongue sliding between my breasts. Your beyond ready cock smearing its fluids onto my bare cunt. Unable to control myself. Rising onto my tiptoes. Grinding my teeth. Snatching my right leg. Pinning it under your arm. Fitting more of your large body between me. The specks have converted to the color of the ocean. Having a mind of its own your cock enters me. Tasting the blood from your lip where my teeth just left. Feeling my cunt open with the willingness of your driven cock. Your thick fingers working as if trying to pull my thigh from my body. Broken Italian leaving your quivering lips. My cunt opening more. Black framed art falling to the floor as your thrusts turn angry. My erected nipples grazing your broad chest. Whimpering. Grunting angrily. Snatching my other leg. My body being raised higher at the structure. Your furious cock streaming deeper. Locking your teeth to my heated neck. My nails ripping your pulsing back. Asking for more as I lick the sweat from lips and your temple. Responding by pulling me away from the structure. Falling hard to the floor. Not allowing me to recover as you land on top of me seconds later. Arching my back as your cock uses a never felt force. My cum being shoved deeper inside as it tries to flow. Smirking as you feel my walls shake. Pounding your fists on the floor. Never breaking our stare. Covering your mouth with mine. As if trying to suck the life out of me then revive me. Hot air going from one mouth to another. I feel the twitching of your cock inside of me. Locking my fingers with yours. Pressing your forehead deep against mine. Nowhere to go. Unable to move. Your body tenses. Mine is in a state of confusion. Wanting to cum desperately but remaining until your selfish cock is content. The twitching stops. Your roar tries to shatter my ear drum as you erupt. Fearful that my fingers will be crushed from your strength. Your cum meets mine. Mingling together. Swirling inside of me. Arching again. Now trying to deafen you with my screams. You remain inside me. Gently kiss my lips. Flashing a little smirk. Whispering, now I want to make love to you sweet Chloe.

The Only Way

completely furious. furious at absolutely nothing. throwing his papers and briefcase to the hard cold floor while he works. look of sheer hate flashing through her big brown eyes. the grinding from her teeth echoing. shivers in her long fingers taking place as the vein in her neck throbs. he continues to stare not uttering a word. his eyes begin to match the intensity of hers. tiny black hairs rising on his arm and nap. her lips barely parted as the demons exit and hover around him. so angry her entire body shakes. tears swell in her eyes only being dissolved by the heat boiling in her blood. reading her every thought as he continues to stare. both refusing to break the deadly gaze. turning in his wooden mission chair to directly face her. one tear manages to escape her eye. the loud scream begging to be released from her throat as she grinds her teeth more. tilting his head to the side. smirking briefly. her sweaty hands forming fists as he leaves his chair. breathing hot air in her face as he looks down at her. her hands target his hard chest. hitting. pushing. shoving. he barely budges. another tear leaving her eye. ripping his tailored shirt. ivory buttons flying wildly across the room. red appearing on his chest as she desperately tries to hurt him. muscles in his jaw dance. he too begins to grind his teeth. still standing his ground letting her be. her third nail breaking against his frame. her voice finally having enough. breaking free of her body. make it hurt! gleam flashes across his roaring blue eyes. tears flowing now. make it hurt! shirt hanging from his arms. pushing her with all his force. back up facing him once more. her hand at his neck. unable to control himself from smiling. the wall meets her and she is pushed hard. his large hand at her still throbbing throat. lips to her flaming red ears. i?m gonna make it hurt! gasping before the last of her air is gone. sliding across the floor after being tossed. hands tightly around the collar of her blouse. ripping it in one swift motion. pulling her up by her neck. looking directly into her eyes. hand landing across her face. her spit hits his cheek. her knee in his groin. finally. the evil growl leaves his body. grabbing her hair. flung into the sheet glass table. glass shattering and flying as she falls onto it. dragging her as he pulls off her pants. still fighting all the way. head butting her. catching her before she falls again. had enough? understanding her answer through her eyes. as his hand wraps tight around her neck again. lips at her ears. after i finish ridding you of these demons i?m going to make your insides hurt even more.

Another typical day, they had all started becoming the same about 17 days ago. The only making things near bearable, I developed the habit of gazing out of the huge bay window in my office. At first it was quick glances at the birds or the bright flowers. Then I began to watch people enter and leave their offices. Everyone looked happy, hopeful, ready to take on the day. What was wrong with me I questioned because those looks had longed been erased from my memory. The day passed just as slow as the others and to make things shoddier I saw no one through the picture perfect bay window. Papers piled at my desk, calls unanswered, tea gone cold. Knowing things needed to be completed I refused to break my stare from the window. For some reason I could feel the swell in my eyes start the mechanics for fresh tears. I had to giggle despite my current state. Hopefulness is going to be the death of me I suddenly and too quickly blurted aloud. I can only remember closing my eyes for a few seconds maybe minutes had passed but it didn?t feel that way. He was looking directly at me. Making a face sure he couldn?t see me, he smiled. He made no suggestion that he was heading to a particular office. Wearing ragged jeans with a solid black buttoned shirt gave no clue to where he may be headed. For some reason, seemingly one of my numerous quirks, I stared at his shoes. They were dirty tan loafers. For some other reason signals shot through me sending heat and moisture. Sensing what I was looking at he lifted his left foot slightly as I could have a better look. I just knew someone was going to walk in any minute and ruin the highlight of my day. I tried to soak it all in before?. The way the sun shone on his hair it looked several different colors, blond, red, golden. Eyes the color of blue of the ocean where if you were to stand in it you could to the bottom. Lips I could already feel against m body. Hands large and strong, he wouldn?t have any problem with?. He motioned me to come to him. He was calmed almost pleasant as he motioned me to him. I rolled my eyes and shook my head secretly wanting to go. He began to walk toward my window his pleasantly calm look changing before me. Closer he got until? I slowly got up out of my chair and he nodded in approval. Leaving everything and ignoring the questioning of those in the office I went to him. Grabbing my hand with a mixture of roughness and something else I let him lead me. After a brief and scary quiet ride in his car I could only assume we were at his home. I was taking it all in?the mountains so close I swore I could touch them. Was that a lake? Water I?ve missed so. He grabbed me again leading me. There was glass everywhere. Glass walls, doors? As soon as he shut the door behind us he grabbed me by my hips painfully forcing my jeans down. I didn?t know what to do or say so I didn?t move. Inside I was different?I was too excited, too scared?too aroused. My panties were now shreds as he ripped them from me. My turtleneck was shoved up past my heaving breasts. He emptied the pretty green bra of my breasts and?. My legs were kicked apart and almost falling forward having him wrap his arm around my waist. My screams bounced off each inch of glass. He hurt me. His thrusts were hard and deep. My thighs, breasts and nipples all ached all for different reasons. I couldn?t have been in my right state of mind because I didn?t want it to end. For what was an eternity he dumped his cum inside of me, kissed the back of my neck and dressed me minus the green flowered panties. I couldn?t focus before this?.The day flew by as I stared off into oblivion. Just as I left work for the evening with a smile on my face?..he was there waiting for me.