Tales Of Forced Sex Vol. 07 Ch. 02

Tales of Forced Sex Vol. 07 Ch. 02

I sit on the couch as my wife Cassie collects her things and starts moving out.

"Cassie, can't we work through our problems?" I ask.

"No, Steve, you raped me last time I was here, you're lucky I'm just moving out, I could have you in jail because of what you did!" She says, once again giving me a bitchy attitude.

"Come on, Cassie, why do you always have to be such a bitch?"

"You're calling me a bitch? Look, loser, I'm the one who works all day, while you sit at home, doing NOTHING! You still can't clean this fucking apartment, you are fucking useless, so yeah, you're God damn right I'm a bitch, I'm the bitch who is going to take everything from you, loser!" She says laughing in my face.

I couldn't help myself, I just took my hand, and slapped her as hard as I could across the face, knocking her to the floor.

"Ow! What the fuck is wrong with you?" She says, looking up at me, tears forming in her eyes.

I grab a handful of her hair and pull her back to her feet.

"I guess it's time to teach you another lesson!" I say, slapping her again, knocking her over the one chair in our living room.

"Please, don't do this, not again, I'll give you what ever you want, just don't rape me again!" Cassie says, pleading with me.

"That's right, you will give me what I want, whore. Right now, I want a submissive wife, that will do what ever I tell her to, ami I clear, Cassie?" I say, cocking back my hand to slap her again.

"Yes, Sir! This whore will do what ever she is told to do! How may I please you, Sir!" She says, dropping to her knees.

"I want to be addressed as Master, say it, whore!"

"Yes, Master!" She says, lowering her head.

"Take my cock out, and I want you to worship my cock, do it, whore!"

"Yes Master!" She says, unzipping my pants, and pulling my hard, 8 inch cock out of my boxer shorts.

She begins kissing the head, rolling her tongue around it, then licking up the shaft.

"You're a good cock sucker, aren't you, whore?"

"Yes, Master, I'm your good little cock sucking whore!"

She starts taking my cock in her mouth, taking it all the way to the back of her throat, deep throating me, and she slowly starts to bob her head up and down.

I grab the back of her head and start fucking her face, making her gag on my cock.

"That's it bitch, gag on it!" I grunt out, as I start fucking her face harder.

I notice Cassie unbuttoning her jeans, and sliding her hand inside her panties.

I reach down and pull her hand out of her pants.

"Naughty girl, you're not allowed to touch yourself, you naughty little bitch!"

Cassie moaned her displeasure, as I start fucking her face harder, I can feel the rush of precum oozing from the head of my cock.

I pull my cock from her mouth and hold it against her face, just as the first pulse of cum shoots out, getting in her hair, the next pulse hits her right in the eye, and the third pulse goes right in her mouth.

She continues to kneel in front of me.

"May this naughty slut finally touch herself, Master?" She asks.

"Yes, Cassie, lay on your back and get yourself off!" I order.

She flops down on her back and slides her hand back inside her jeans, playing with her pussy. I notice how beautiful she looks, with her face covered in my cum, ruining her make up.

She starts fingering herself faster, and her breathing gets heavier, I can tell she's close to cumming.

"Master, may this whore cum?" She asks, pleading with me.

"You may cum, whore."

And with those words, my wife has an intense orgasm, creaming in her panties.

She lays there trying to catch her breath.

"That was hot! Steve, I'm sorry I was so bitchy to you." She says, getting back up to her knees.

"I'm Master now, whore, and that's how you are to address me from this moment on!"

"Yes, Master, sorry Master!" Cassie says, again lowering her head.

"Stand up and strip!" I order.

"Yes, Master!" Cassie says, lifting her t-shirt over her head, exposing her very small a cup chest, then she drops her jeans, showing me her pink satin panties.

She hooks her thumbs in the waist band of her panties.

"Stop! Leave your panties on, whore!"

"Yes, Master!" She says, taking her hands from her panties.

I walk over to her and tear her panties from her body, exposing her wet, hairy mound.

"From now on, you are to keep your cunt shaved, am I clear, whore?"

"Yes, Master, you're clear, this whore will keep her cunt shaved for you, Master!"

I grab her and force her to bed over the arm of our couch, and I reach up and grab a handful of her hair, and I yank her head back.

"I'm going to fuck your tight little ass, whore!" I whisper in her ear.

"No! Not my ass, Steve, I don't want my ass taken, I'll give you whatever else you want, but, not my ass!" She says, fear in her voice.

"Shut the fuck up, whore! And don't forget, I'm your Master, and, you will respect me!" I say, reaching around and slapping her across the face.

"No, fuck you! I was willing to indulge your sick fantasy, but not this! What are you doing?" She says, realizing I'm placing the head of my cock right at the rim of her asshole.

I push just the head in.

"Ow! You fucking bastard! You promised if I gave into your sick fantasy you wouldn't rape me! OOOOOOOWWWWWWWW!!!!!!" She yells, as I ram the rest of my cock into her tight, virgin asshole. I can already tell I tore her open.

"I tore your ass open, whore!" I say, spanking her ass.

"Fuck you, you sick perverted fuck! This is rape! I'm going to make you pay for this!" She yells, as I start pumping fast and hard in her ass.

As I do this, I notice her hand going down to her pussy, and she starts playing with herself.

"Enjoying this, whore?" I ask,again grabbing her hair and yanking her head back.

"I'm just trying to lessen the pain, you sick fucking bastard!" She yells, spitting at me.

I continue to fuck her ass, fast and hard, I can tell I'm close to cumming.

"You're going to make me cum, filthy whore! You're going to make me CUM! I grunt, as my cock jerks, and I shoot my load deep in her ass.

I pull out slowly, making the pain last as long as possible, I can see my cum mixing with her blood. Cassie stands up, but, quickly slumps down to the floor, and she continues to play with herself.

She starts moaning, and gasping, and she's close to cumming.

She screams one more time, and she has a loud, intense orgasm. I watch in amazement as she cleans her fingers off after she cums.

"Steve, that was sick what you did, I mean you just raped my ass, if you let me leave and go to my sisters, I won't call the police."

I move out of her way, and she gets dressed, and she leaves.

I just sit on the couch, and it wonder if I'll ever see her again.

To be continued.....