My life was becoming a sleeping museum of contemporary American culture — a living death. I wish I could’ve seen his expression, watched his pain. I was at the perfect distance: my knee drove hard into his crotch, evoking a horrible wail from him, sending him in a desperate dive to the floor, where he writhed, clutching at his maleness. Looking at my pathetic, beaten husband — my toppled, defeated man — I became bitter. I moved up behind him, and ordered him on his knees. I had broken several of my fingernails on the flesh of his buttocks.
I quit my job, you see, and was lazy about finding a new one. Again my hand flew out — instinctively, self-protectively — this time in a fist. But my vision went red, and I began beating my husband up. I grabbed his hair — “how do YOU like being jerked around by the hair? I pressed his head back against a wall with my crotch; ground his skull against it like I wanted to turn his brains to powder. At first he stalled, then I kicked him in the side, triggering a deep, gasping sound from his chest. The huge artificial penis extending from my crotch like a swordfish’s spike, I moved up behind my husband, predatory, ready to ravage his tight little ass. While I was screwing my husband’s hole I nailed him in the balls a few more times; at one point I grabbed his nuts and tried to crumple them up like croutons in my fist, making him recite the Lord’s Prayer while I did so.
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Wife Enslaves, Beats Up, Cuckolds Her Inferior Husband During our first few months of marriage, Justin and I were annoyingly conventional. He was too close to get much momentum in his swing, and I leaned even closer to him, holding up my own arm to block his dizzy-headed, limp attack. Soon I learned that all men are that way — when handled correctly — but at that time my husband was the sole target of my contempt. Quickly, I proceeded to our bedroom — opened my closet — and, stripping down to my panties, I strapped on the eleven-inch dildo. Maybe you can learn from this, Justin, so that one day maybe you can please me like a man.” Then, releasing his little balls, I took my husband’s virginity in a ruthless fashion.
I saw myself slipping into the nightmare of trite middle-class life that had so thoroughly repulsed me during college. But I was alarmed that he was still capable of putting up any fight at all, and I was also a little tired of messing around with featherweight artillery, so while I stood inches away from him, I snapped my knee up as rapidly and forcefully as I could. Then I went back out to the living room where my husband still lay on the floor, shaking, clutching at his groin, his sobs toned down to steady weeping. “Just pretend I’m one of your little buddies at work, Justin.” I speared the dildo between his cheeks, pounded it deep into his body.“Just pretend this is one of their little peenie-weenies.” By the time I was finished with him, by the time I thought I had proved my point to him, my husband’s voice was gone from him crying out so loud, at times screaming.
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