Soft whispered declarations of love turned to insults about what I looked like, how I behaved, what I wore and reprimands for each. Making love turned...into torture literally. He started to hurt me during sex. He would bite or pinch me, bruising my skin and making me scream or cry in pain . He would tell me it was my fault that he couldn’t orgasm without hurting me and calling me names, telling me that I disgusted him. It got even worse, with me being chained to a bed, pinched, slapped, beaten. She wantedonly to get out of the lake of semen that splashed about her hips and thelayers of fluid that rained from the upper side of the vast vagina intowhich she?d fallen.A planet with its own cunt and a giant prick to service it? The ideawasn?t merely disturbing; it was ludicrous--absolutely ludicrous--even ina demon dimension. Nevertheless, it was true; Buffy stood inside the vastfleshly tunnel, in semen up to her ass, with sperm swimming over her bareflesh and through her hair.As Buffy. She turned to Bryan and gave him a look that he was well familiar with. It was a look that said "I'm looking out for your best interest here." Bryan had seen it hundreds of times over the years when Silver asserted her spousal authority."What we are saying her Bryan," she said solemnly. "Is that you have carried everything on your shoulders for weeks now. You're not sleeping well. You're grumpy, irritable, and sometimes unpredictable." And sometimes your decisions are questionable," Derek. I told him so, and then told him I would punish him for this.he mumbled his apologies, and I told him to shut the fuck up.he was to speak only when I gave him permission. he nodded. I finished my beer and did not offer him anything. I told him to follow me. I went to the elevator. he followed. On the way up to the room, I told him to give me his phone. I turned it off - I did not want any interruptions, and bitches his age are too fucking distracted... We entered my suite. I turned to him.
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