Saturday Morning Cleaning

Last night there was no sex. I had hinted to Henrí slightly, and when I full on asked, he said he was "alright," basically meaning not in the mood. I find it annoying when he and I are not on the same ‘sex' page. We went to bed, and I awoke with a chip on my shoulder because of the night before. I can get so temperamental when I don't have sex, and he knows it.

I'd forgotten that my child's teacher was coming to visit in the morning (she usually comes in the evening) and so when she arrived he woke up to begin cleaning. It made me even angrier. See, we always manage to have sex when we have visitors. It's just our sexual thing. So when she came and he began cleaning, I made some comment under my breath that he heard. He told me calmly:

"If we fuck now, I won't have the energy to continue cleaning. Do you understand?"

I stubbornly said "No, I don't." He placed the broom aside, took my wrist and dragged me off the bed to the ground on my knees. He then pulled his pajama bottoms down and pinned both my wrists above my head and face fucked me. I gagged, and resisted; he'd take it out, give me a moment to breathe, and push back in my throat. His dick was hard and covered in veins. I said I was sorry, that I understand. I grabbed me by the hair and pushed his dick back in and I moved my head and sucked his cock. He took my hands and placed them behind his thighs for leverage, allowing me to suck at will. With his hands still in my hair, he pulled me up to my feet and shoved me on the bed, pulling down my shorts and panties. He fucked me missionary, shoving his cock in me, knowing that I'd already be wet, and fucked me hard. Then a few moments later he pulled out, and said "You'll get more later. I have to clean." Before pulling up his pants he told me to sit in front of him, crotch in my face. "Now say sorry, and kiss it." So, I said sorry and kissed his dick. It forgave me because later, he took me doggy style with both my hand pinned behind my back.

I was kind of scared and confused. I naturally resisted, but he over powered me; he slapped me a little and right before our second session, he'd slapped my ass and pussy relentlessly. I felt submissive, the control in his hands. And I got wet, I screamed, and I wanted more. I still want more. I'm not sure what we're doing, but I like it and so does he.

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