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“How badly do you want me to leave?” she asked with all the power in her voice and loathsome heat in her sapphire eyes.
I sat with my hands cuffed to the back of the wooden chair and my penis locked in a chastity egg. Everything hurt. “More than my next breath.”
She grinned and spread her legs to straddle my laps. She sat on my knees and smelled my hair. She placed her arms on my shoulders and the corset lifted her boobs into my face. I had to gag at the thought of where those had recently been. Her grin was suddenly chased away by my reaction. She gripped my jaw so I had to look at her. She leaned in to kiss me, but all I could think about was the last load she had swallowed. Had she brushed her teeth since then? I had to hope so. Before I could vomit, she had pressed her lips to mine and closed her long and dark eyelashes. She took a deep breath and her nipples came up above her corset. I locked my mouth closed, hoping none of her fluids would get enter.
She chuckled softly and planted her forehead to mine. “Christopher, why do you do this to yourself?”
“You still can't come to grips with the fact that you have done this to me. Typical.”
“I mean, why are you so concerned with who was in my mouth last? You should be more concerned with who's load I swallowed right before you said you loved me and kissed me in front of everyone.”
I silently groaned and listed all of the men that I had invited to my house warming party. Not one of them would have been that treacherous. But then, it probably wasn't someone I knew or trusted.
She laughed and slapped my face. “I've found a new lease to sign for. I'm so done with you. You're nothing but damaged goods and I need a real man. I have needs. Everyone does, and you just don't please me anymore.”
“You're disgusting,” I grunted through another gag.
“There's just one thing I need from you to make everything final.”
“And that is?” I was quick to answer. I'd do anything to be free of this woman. Her perfect curves and amazing black hair was so enticing and I felt so much pity for the next poor fool to fall for this Venus fly trap.
“A threesome, like you promised.”
I squeezed my eyes shut and grimaced at the thought. “Why do you need me for that? You have other men. Go get it from them.”
She stood up and removed her thong. “No one gives me all the power like you do, and I need my payback for all the abuse you put me through.”
“You mean like threatening suicide to get your way, or cheating on me with your 'friend' and telling me he was your brother? Or all the times you claimed rape when really you just needed to whore around?”
Her jaw dropped and she began to pout. “I take offense to that. I wasn't whoring.”
“I would sooner eat mud, drink venom, wrap myself in barbed wire and die in a ditch, walk out in traffic or inject myself with ebola from a rusty needle than touch that piss-washed pussy of yours.”
She grinned again. “Then you can eat my ass, sweetheart. You're not getting away from me without pleasing me once, though. I promise you that.”
“Of all the times I've shared you, willingly. Of all the times that I actually let you fuck some guy so you would get off my back about it. Why do you need this from me?”
She slid her finger down my jaw and stroked my cheek with her thumb. From anyone else, this would have been a comfort, but from her, it was salt to the wound. “I need to know what it feels like when you join in so I know I won't be missing anything.”
“You just want to hurt me. That's all this is. A way for you to destroy my spirit. Even if I agreed, I wouldn't be ale to get it up. I hate sex now.”
“You're a zombie? No blood down there?” she flicked my cock-lock.
“None for you, no.”
She smirked, but I could tell it hurt her. She would go on and on about this for years to come, victimizing herself and blaming me for everything that came our way.
“Do you want me gone, or not?” She had her ultimatum and she was tired of losing. No matter how many jabs at her character I could make, she would always have the ace in the hole.
I closed my eyes and took a breath. She would want raw sex. I wouldn't be protected from her syphilis or chlamydia or anything else she had. And his cum, dear God, his cum would be all over me. If it was a guy I trusted, I probably wouldn't have much of a problem with it, but knowing her, she would want a complete stranger filling her cunt. A bull to ride for the day and then move on with the rest of the herd.
Full of reluctance, I lowered my head and nodded. She promised my freedom and, in the end, there wasn't a price too high for me to pay. That smile; I'll never forget it. It was a winner's smirk. I submitted. I surrendered. She beat me and she knew it. I couldn't get out of it without losing every single ounce of pride I had. I couldn't stay without the inner torment of knowing how dirty she really was. My body trembled at the thought of what was to come next. How much time would I have to prepare for this? She got off of me and called to my bedroom.
“He said yes!” She was actually giddy.
I opened dragged my gaze to body building bull in the doorway. His bulge looked so heavy, it couldn't be knocked down with a hammer. This was the man that would take my wife with no regrets or concern or respect. This was the man that would take me, too.

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“How badly do you want me to leave?” she asked with all the power in her voice and loathsome heat in her sapphire eyes.
I sat with my hands cuffed to the back of the wooden chair and my penis locked in a chastity egg. Everything hurt. “More than my next breath.”
She grinned and spread her legs to straddle my laps. She sat on my knees and smelled my hair. She placed her arms on my shoulders and the corset lifted her boobs into my face. I had to gag at the thought of where those had recently been. Her grin was suddenly chased away by my reaction. She gripped my jaw so I had to look at her. She leaned in to kiss me, but all I could think about was the last load she had swallowed. Had she brushed her teeth since then? I had to hope so. Before I could vomit, she had pressed her lips to mine and closed her long and dark eyelashes. She took a deep breath and her nipples came up above her corset. I locked my mouth closed, hoping none of her fluids would get enter.
She chuckled softly and planted her forehead to mine. “Christopher, why do you do this to yourself?”
“You still can't come to grips with the fact that you have done this to me. Typical.”
“I mean, why are you so concerned with who was in my mouth last? You should be more concerned with who's load I swallowed right before you said you loved me and kissed me in front of everyone.”
I silently groaned and listed all of the men that I had invited to my house warming party. Not one of them would have been that treacherous. But then, it probably wasn't someone I knew or trusted.
She laughed and slapped my face. “I've found a new lease to sign for. I'm so done with you. You're nothing but damaged goods and I need a real man. I have needs. Everyone does, and you just don't please me anymore.”
“You're disgusting,” I grunted through another gag.
“There's just one thing I need from you to make everything final.”
“And that is?” I was quick to answer. I'd do anything to be free of this woman. Her perfect curves and amazing black hair was so enticing and I felt so much pity for the next poor fool to fall for this Venus fly trap.
“A threesome, like you promised.”
I squeezed my eyes shut and grimaced at the thought. “Why do you need me for that? You have other men. Go get it from them.”
She stood up and removed her thong. “No one gives me all the power like you do, and I need my payback for all the abuse you put me through.”
“You mean like threatening suicide to get your way, or cheating on me with your 'friend' and telling me he was your brother? Or all the times you claimed rape when really you just needed to whore around?”
Her jaw dropped and she began to pout. “I take offense to that. I wasn't whoring.”
“I would sooner eat mud, drink venom, wrap myself in barbed wire and die in a ditch, walk out in traffic or inject myself with ebola from a rusty needle than touch that piss-washed pussy of yours.”
She grinned again. “Then you can eat my ass, sweetheart. You're not getting away from me without pleasing me once, though. I promise you that.”
“Of all the times I've shared you, willingly. Of all the times that I actually let you fuck some guy so you would get off my back about it. Why do you need this from me?”
She slid her finger down my jaw and stroked my cheek with her thumb. From anyone else, this would have been a comfort, but from her, it was salt to the wound. “I need to know what it feels like when you join in so I know I won't be missing anything.”
“You just want to hurt me. That's all this is. A way for you to destroy my spirit. Even if I agreed, I wouldn't be ale to get it up. I hate sex now.”
“You're a zombie? No blood down there?” she flicked my cock-lock.
“None for you, no.”
She smirked, but I could tell it hurt her. She would go on and on about this for years to come, victimizing herself and blaming me for everything that came our way.
“Do you want me gone, or not?” She had her ultimatum and she was tired of losing. No matter how many jabs at her character I could make, she would always have the ace in the hole.
I closed my eyes and took a breath. She would want raw sex. I wouldn't be protected from her syphilis or chlamydia or anything else she had. And his cum, dear God, his cum would be all over me. If it was a guy I trusted, I probably wouldn't have much of a problem with it, but knowing her, she would want a complete stranger filling her cunt. A bull to ride for the day and then move on with the rest of the herd.
Full of reluctance, I lowered my head and nodded. She promised my freedom and, in the end, there wasn't a price too high for me to pay. That smile; I'll never forget it. It was a winner's smirk. I submitted. I surrendered. She beat me and she knew it. I couldn't get out of it without losing every single ounce of pride I had. I couldn't stay without the inner torment of knowing how dirty she really was. My body trembled at the thought of what was to come next. How much time would I have to prepare for this? She got off of me and called to my bedroom.
“He said yes!” She was actually giddy.
I opened dragged my gaze to body building bull in the doorway. His bulge looked so heavy, it couldn't be knocked down with a hammer. This was the man that would take my wife with no regrets or concern or respect. This was the man that would take me, too.