Monday, November 21, 2005

Richard called me today and told me to be at his house in 45 minutes. I quickly dressed and made my way to his house and pulled into the driveway. I know better than being late for him. He had left the garage door cracked a bit, showing me that's where I was to enter. I went in and kicked my shoes off and made my way to the kitchen to put my purse, keys and cellphone on the dining table.
Then there he was. Pissy. Demanding that i was late and i knew i couldnt argue so when he asked me what had taken so long, I didnt know what to say. I was pretty sure I was NOT I said nothing. And that infuriated him. He stepped towards me and backhanded me viciously. i stumbled and started crying instantly and he slapped me again, open handed with his fingers spread, feeling the welt instantly. His blows had me off kilter, my head was swimming and my vision blurred. He grabbed my hair and slammed me against the wall, making my feet slip out from under me and I fall to the floor, his hand still gripping my hair as he screams at me to pull my workout pants down and it was like I couldnt get my hands to work right, I kept trying to grip the waist and pull it down and I was shaking so bad I couldnt grasp. So finally i get them down just for him to shove my face to the floor, cracking my cheekbone violently to the hardwood floor.
I was numb...or my brain was..the pain aching in my face was intense and I couldnt stop crying and sobbing. I arched my back and thrust my ass upwards, grunting.
I have no shame, I knew what he wanted and needed and I knew that he didnt care what I wanted. I was there simply for him to masturbate with.
Then I felt his hands on my hips...and then his cock, shoving into me. I writhed and screamed as he kept cramming his huge width into me. Stretching me to fit that big dick of his. He kept sinking in deeper and deeper the whole time his hands are swatting and slapping my ass brutally, leaving huge welted bloodblistered handprints on my ass. I was so wet. My juices soaked and coated his cockflesh so it could work deeper and deeper into me...thrusting into me like an animal, clawing and tearing my flesh with his nails and all I could do was take it. His thrusts lifting my knees and pushing me hard to the wall, angling my body. Finally he was slamming into me balls deep, tearing my pussy up, making me howl and scream like he was ripping me in half...and that's what it felt like. He was bottoming out and still shoving in with each thrust. Hammering and brusing my cervix, making my eyes roll back in my head as my body started to jerk wildly. I love it when he rapes me. I love being his victim. And I love that as soon as he felt me close to cumming he came in me and shoved me off his dick and rolled me over to backhand me and spit into my face. My body was still jerking and twitching. I had been so close and now I was all sticky and filled with his cum, feeling it stream out of my pounded out, gaping cunt. He grabbed me by my thick black hair and started dragging me towards the doorway and into the den, he sat down and hauled me in front of him just to shove his dick itno my mouth to choke me. One hand on the back of my head as he leaned back and spread his legs, making me take it all to hold and he picked up the remote and started flipping through the channels. Like i wasnt even there.
When he was finally satisfied with the job I did cleaning his cock off, he shoves me off his cock and told me to leave.

This is my role in life. What I want doesnt matter and I'm fine with it that way.


Blogger z said...

You're a great writer! Fiction or not, this is fucking hot. But it's a little hotter thinking about the fact that it actually happened. Hope to see more.

2:01 PM  

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