"Her leg relaxed allowing my face and eyes to return to their rightfulplace. "I will never leave you Richie. Our relationship is very different, butit...s ours, and I love what we have together. I feed off your pain andhumiliation and you get off on it. I live like a queen with you at mybeck and call, never having to lift a finger to do a single chore, exceptto snap and point. There is no way I could ever go back to a vanillarelationship, one where we're equal. One where I cook and clean while. I didn't mind, she seemed to find it naughty and forbidden. That was what mattered: how we were free to be ourselves, to say and do whatever we wanted. I never held back a thought or a question, never lied to her, never gave her only half of an answer. There was only one time when this complete freedom led to an argument."Did you know wedding rings leave marks?" I asked her one day, not long after that first time—it must have been on our third meeting—while playing with her hand. She had not. Mmmm, keep fucking me like that!" she bellowed, her climax confirmed.Heading her wishes, I pressed my dick against her swollen pearl and jabbed my cock into her with slow, deliberate strokes. Her juices flowed around me, seeping out and coating my balls. Kelly's body became rigid, and her moans morphed into a breathes whisper, barely audible. As she was regaining her faculties, I pulled her over to the side of the couch, draping her over the arm rest."Mmm, I love it when a man fucks me hard. Since being a new place I had plenty of additional work . The only time I would get free was Sunday. Time flew by and coming to the important part of my story…. It was nearly one year after we had settled in the new place and I had become much acquainted with my work and the place. I returned home one Friday by noon. It was nearly 1.00 . I had come to take certain files . As I reached home , the front door was closed . Usually Priya keeps the front door closed .At first I thought of calling her.