The next two years were the golden period of their marriage. Swati set about systematically to imbibe the customs, traditions & rituals of her husban...’s family. She mastered the names and the intricate web of relationships between near & distant members of the family, friends, retainers and servants. She was soon able to recall all important birthdays and anniversaries. Above all else, she took pains to understand the likes & dislikes, quirks and habits of her immediate family, i.e. her. "Aren't you," Charlotte purred again, moving forward so that Gene couldfeel her hot breath on his throbbing penis. "Aren't you, baby," sherepeated, pumping his dickie."Yes," Gene murmured."Yes, what," Charlotte asked sweetly, digging her razor-sharp nails lightlyinto his penis, not hard enough to break the skin."Yes, Mummy!" Yes, darling, that's right."She quickly kissed the head of Gene's prick, leaving a smudge of lipstick,then released him."Now, what you might not have known is that your. Kind regardsDOM.Polly looked at her phone again checking the time. Then it suddenly dawned upon her.Shit!I didn't set my clock. I'm 2 hrs late! In a blind panicked state Polly stood up. Ringing the Doorbell and knocking the door erratically. Suddenly the double doors made a double loud'click clunk'.The doors opened. There he stood her Dom. His face was fiery red." Polly so glad of you to join us! Why on earth have you been sat on my door step for 2hrs when you were on time is beyond me. What. The intense pain didn’t begin until he’d hit her several times. Once Buddy started hitting Trish, he couldn’t stop. ‘You ain’t gonna tell nobody. You ain’t gonna tell nobody,’ he said, over and over, every time his balled fist slammed into Trish, who was soon dangling limp from his hand. He kept on hitting her, oblivious to the blood splattering the file cabinets, the wall, and him. Finally, exhausted, Buddy stopped hitting Trish, let go of her, and watched her drop to the floor. He looked down.