It wasn’t long after the beatings and verbal and emotional abuse started that marital rape became my constant nightmare that I couldn’t seem to es...ape from. The openness we once shared was shattered time and again after the beatings and hurtful words wasn’t enough to satiate his growing anger. I remember times of laying on the floor, bleeding, broken and bruised and having my clothing ripped from my body and raped, always anally. It took me several more years before I finally said enough and I. That's how it's done at Cutter, Crescent, and House; Miss Fletcher comes and whispers into your ear. I wondered if that was her only function in the company. Her presence on the floor was dreaded; her whisper in the ear was like the kiss of death; it announced to everyone that the broker being whispered to was being shown the door.Mr. Siegel graciously handed my severance check to me and advised that I find another line of work, something outside the scrutiny of the Securities Exchange. "Damn, boy, look at you drool!" he exclaims and begins running it up and down my mouth hitting the roof of my mouth with the tip of his dick. "That's it, boy, get it nice and wet."He held the back of my head and began to tilt it forward, gently pushing his dick further into my mouth quietly telling me to relax and take his big cock into my throat. He finally pushes it too far and I gag, not a lot, but enough so that he stops. Pulling his dick out of my mouth and pressing it to his belly he. I rotated my hips, seeking her entrance, and slipped in. I'm huge. She gasps, and her legs wrapped around my waist, tightening in an effort to stop my gradual slide. I simply shove my hips forward, harder, and pushed in. I groan as her tight walls stretched around my thick shaft. I feel the tightness in her body. Taste the salt of her tears as my mouth ravaged hers. I pull back and push forward again, and slip in more. Lanie made a frantic noise against my mouth and twisted her hands in my iron.