Not how to address him, not how to please him. He would have to teach her all over again. He stepped in front of her and slapped her hard across the f...ce. Fuck! she yelled as the tears flowed down her cheeks. What the fuck do you think youre doing? He slapped her again, harder this time, and she cried out. What– A third slap split her lip open again, and she just whimpered. Good, he said when she stared at him silently. Now, lesson number one: You will not speak unless spoken to first. . Suddenly, I feel you tense and know you are cumming. You pull out quickly and spray your load all over my breasts. I am panting, desperate to pee and to cum.I am barely holding my pee in, but you are not yet done with me. When you can speak again, you command me to lick your cum off my nipples. I obey, sucking on my hard nipples, savoring the taste of your cum in my mouth. You watch, enjoying watching me devour myself as I try to get every last bit of your cum. ISatisfied, you say "Good. He was particularly angry; something went wrong at work, he didn't get the promotion he wanted, and he fucked his boss trying to get it. The whiskey on his breath was particularly pungent, like I said. And unfortunately, it made me dry heave. That noise was breaking his rule. He hadn't even struck me, and I broke the only rule. So, in a calculated move, he threw me through the glass door, breaking it. He punched me several times in the face, and I couldn't see straight for a week after that.. Now any guy worth his salt likes to see his girl enjoying herself and not just putting out to make him happy, so with that in mind, I set about plying her with drinks at every opportunity I could. Trouble was, she was not used to drinking; her family background didn't help for they were teatotallers.It wasn't really a party, just a few friends having a few drinks and a laugh. I thought it was a good opportunity to get a few drinks down her throat and have some good sex afterwards. She wasn't.