You are trying not to think about fucking me as you come back home. But the dark power inside you doesn't let you concentrate on anything else. It was waiting for too long, and now it is growling its need loudly in you.
You wanted to talk to me about this morning, but now, the way you feel, it will be better to take a cold shower first.
The whole time you were at work, all you could think about was how I left the room this morning. You wanted to grab me, throw me on the floor, and fuck me again.
The blowjob was good, very good, but you wanted to own me, to hear me scream, to subdue me. Something deep inside you needed to feel like you had control over me and could do whatever you wanted with me.
You couldn't allow the beast inside you, the dark side, to come to the surface.
At a certain point, power and violence were all you wanted to feel, and it gave you the feeling of this infinite power that was then unleashed directly over your cock.
You open the door as quietly as you can manage, and step inside.
As you walk past our bedroom, you see that the door is open and take a quick look. I do my tai-chi and you have to smile. It usually calms you down when you watch or we have sex and it calms you down afterwards. Win-win.
It will not do any harm if you watch for a sec.
You can smell my shower lotion, and as you come closer, you can see a fresh sweat shimmering at my arms.
The skin-tight short leggings and the top stick to my damp skin. You think about waiting and taking me in the shower right away, but you know what happens then. You don't like the way I'm moving today anyway. I have my back to you, and my hands keep stroking my body. That's not the typical movement you've seen so often. It's more sensual, more seductive and more suggestive.
You see me finish the exercise and take off my top. I'm about to take a shower, and your game of hide-and-seek will be exposed.
You realize that I knew you were there the whole time when I take off my shorts, and stand bent over a little too long.
I go to the bed, kneel on it with one knee, and look for something under the pillow.
Your beast roars.
You imagine grabbing me, trying to hold my body, which is damp with sweat, and pulling my hips towards you. You just want to sink your cock into my ass and hear me scream.
Time stops. Brain-lag.
The next thing you know is that you feel good. More than good.
The scream you hear is mine, and your eyes are focused on your cock forcing his wet way into my tight ass. My sweat gives you the invitation you needed, and my scream keeps you from stopping.
You push harder, and I gasp in pain.
You know I am crying, and it feels so fucking good for you.
You grab my hair and turn my face to you. You need to see my tears, my pain, and my eyes full of fear.
And you see it, all of it.
I try to catch some air, and you push hard into me, holding my hair and looking into my eyes.
„Say it!“ You command me, and my lips form a word, but I have no voice to speak.
You don't know, what you wanted me to say or what I said. You don't even know if it was you. But it feels like pure power.
Pure, unadulterated power.
I feel my pain, my fear, and my fatigue, and I know I have chosen wisely.
You have a monster inside you that will give me exactly what I need to trigger and provoke in every other man.
Violence.
Feed it to me, make me beg for it, and make me cry in pain with no hope of mercy. My power comes from the pain I give and the pain I receive. That is what I am.
The queen of pain.
You pull your cock out and look down at the hole you created.
It is tempting to fuck me hard now, and you press your cock one time balls deep again only to hear me scream again, but you don't want me to get used to it, and to lose the moment of my pain that makes you so hot.
You pull me hard towards you and ram your cock deep into my pussy. The hole in my tight ass is already closing. You hold it open with your two thumbs and spit on it.
You don't hit it exactly, but you smear your spit on my half-open hole to make it shine. Usually it's enough for you to watch the opening get smaller and smaller, but today it's too much for you. I press my butt against your bumps and moan slowly.
"Yes, baby, don't stop!" You push your thumb deep into my ass to feel the movements of your cock inside me. You must feel that now. There's no other way. My orgasm makes my pussy contract uncontrollably, and your cock is milked hard. You can feel it exactly on your thumb, and your sperm discharges into me for the first time. You want to squirt the rest on my ass, on my back, but it's too good with your thumb in my ass.
You jerk violently and shoot your entire load into me. My pussy massages your cock in violent contractions.
As if through a fog, you realize that you have to leave the apartment, otherwise you'll be hard again and fuck me again.
The image of my lifeless body that you have fucked to death appears before your inner eye, and your cock hardens again.
"We're going out!" you gasp over my sweating body and push me away from you.
Yeah baby, let us go for a little walk – I think inside my so wonderful fucked head.
