“Lay on the bed, on your stomach. Facing the wall. Do not turn around. Do you understand me?” He said through the phone. I reply, “Yes”…. “Yes what?” he says back. I can hear his temper, I can hear it in his voice. That calm tone of voice with the rage underneath. “Yes sir” I say as I roll my eyes. I look down at what i’m wearing. Red lace bra and thongs, black thigh highs, black pumps and a black button up dress shirt. All specified by him. Why am I following his instructions? I haven’t seen him in 4.5 years, not since I walked out all those years ago. Who is he to dictate this to me?? He’s him. That’s exactly who he is. I hear him enter my hotel room. The shower turns on, I can sense him, I can feel his presence. He doesn’t say a word to me. The shower turns off, I want to turn around, but I know better. I’m not emotionally prepared for this, I thought I was. I can feel him behind me now. I can feel his body heat seeping into me.. WHACK… I feel his belt across my ass. I immediately cry as he pulls me up, hand at my throat. He growls into my ear, “You fucking betrayed me”.. he rips open my shirt, I can feel the anger radiating through him, out of him, encasing me. His anger, his pain… His hand at my throat, the other running down my body. I’m completely at his mercy. I cry as all the emotions overwhelm me.
He turns me around and kisses me. I don’t kiss back despite every ounce of my body longing to kiss him. He strips me so quickly, i’m not even sure how it happened. As he picks me up and tosses me back onto the bed. He kisses his way up to my lips, then I feel him slide so deep in me. Feeling him fill my pussy, it’s ecstasy. I can’t stop sobbing. I can’t stop the overwhelming emotions of being back in his arms. He fucks me relentlessly. Telling me he loved me, demanding I give into him, demanding I kiss him. Demanding I let go. I can’t. Giving in means accepting the pain I caused, giving in means accepting how much I still love and crave him. Feeling his skin on mine, i’ve longed for this, i’ve craved this. I’ve craved his darkness, his dominance. I’ve craved this for so long, I’ve needed this. My body needs him, my soul yearned for him.
“I own you. I own your body, your heart and your soul. You fucking belong to me. Don’t even fucking think of running again.” He says, reminding me just what he’s about. His aura is so dominant, so dangerous. He’s right though, he does own me, he always will. My body has craved his for 4.5 years, my soul has yearned for his. My heart, it’s reminding me of our love. Our promises to each other. His thrusts feel never ending, it feels like he’s trying to break me, it feels like he’s trying to own me. My body is his to own.
I bend over, wanting him to take me from behind, wanting him to mount me, and fuck me. I want him to fill every hole with his cock. Feeling him slide into my ass, so slowly. Being stretched so deliciously. Being stretched in a way only he’s ever done. Inch by inch, feeling his cock fill my ass. I can’t help but moan out. I can’t help but need more, I need him, I need the animal inside him. I need more. He must sense that. He wraps his hand in my hair and starts fucking me furiously. In and out, it’s so good, being stretched by him, being used by him. The pain I feel as he fucks me, as his hand pulls my hair harder. He’s relentless. I cum screaming his name, pussy clenching around his cock.
His presence is so overwhelming, I can’t stop moaning, can’t stop the tears pouring from my eyes. I need this, I need his dominance. I need him to own me. No one else could ever touch me this way, no one else could ever own me like he does. Hearing him moan, It makes me want to cum all over again. I want to make him cum. I want to feel him cum so deep inside me, filling me until it drips out. He’s so close, I can feel it, i’m begging him to cum, i’m begging him to fill me. “Unnghhh…. fuck” he roars as he cums, filling my ass. He slides out of me, and I immediately feel the loss. I turn around, the look in his eyes tell me this isn’t over, that we’re far from over.. I have a feeling my punishment is far from over.
Only to Him, will she submit 