P & J

Brownies

It was 10 at the night. Jiya had a tiring day and all she needed was attention and love. Suddenly she could smell something baking, brownies. Paarth was baking brownies. Jiya got out of her room and saw her boyfriend making the batter.

He looked so serious. She went and hugged him from behind. "Hey, there kid." "I miss you, daddy," Jiya whined. "Sweetie I'm busy right now, I got to make brownies and deliver them tomorrow." Jiya didn't stop hugging him. She sighed, the aroma of the kitchen was nice, and paarth also smelled like brownies. She ducked under his arms and hugged him from the front. Jiya touched his stubble, it turned her on. Paarth hit jiya's hand. "Jiya not right now." So she moved and sat on the counter. She saw sweat drip from his forehead and wiped it from her finger, then she dragged her finger slowly to his lips. "Jiya! Stop annoying." She brought her finger down and dipped it in the batter and smeared it on his nose. Paarth gave her a stern look.

Jiya wanted to test his patience. So, she brought her face close to his and blew air into his ears. She giggled loudly. "Jiya, bas." He finished mixing the batter and started pouring the batter into the brownie mould.

She jumped down the counter and stood next to him, watching him intently. Then she saw a bulge in his pants. She smirked knowing exactly what to do. "Oh, daddy let me help you with that." And she went down on her knees. Paarth slapped her face. "Jiya stop and go to the room at once." That still didn't stop her. She started pulling his pants down while he poured the batter into the mould. His dick sprung out. Paarth stopped pouring the batter and pulled her up by her hair. "Room. At once. NOW."

Jiya knew she had gone too far. So she pouted and timidly walked back into the room. She lay in her bed naked and with her new book.

But her attention was on paarth in the kitchen. She could hear him put the brownies in the oven to bake them. She heard him wash his hands. She knew something bad was going to happen. Then there were three knocks on her door. Knock. Knock. Knock. She saw her 6'4 ft man standing and staring at her as if he would kill her. She could see he was angry. It made her scared. It made her feel smaller than she was.

"What the fuck were you doing back there?" Paarth said in a Stern voice, almost angry.
" You know I don't like to be disturbed. How many times am I supposed to tell you?".

Jiya knew she had made a mistake. She forgot that Paarth is very short-tempered when it comes to work. He's the type who would forget about her existence if it came to finishing work.

Jiya looked at him as if she was sorry. But Paarth knew better. He could see the smirk almost coming out of her lips as If to say " what are you gonna do about it huh?"

This made him more mad. Paarth went straight towards jiya, took her by her shoulders and pushed her against the wall. It was a hard push. Jiya banged against the wall with a huge thud.

"Ouch, That hurt," said jiya.
"As if I give a fuck" snorted Paarth. " This is the last time you've annoyed me during work. I'm going to show you your place you dumb bitch."

He pressed her jaw with his hands until she started to try and loose
his grasp. Jiya was not strong enough. She knew it. Paarth knew it too. It made her wet. Getting manhandled by Paarth always made her wet. He was the type who took what he wanted and didn't stop until he was fine.

Paarth spat on her face. Jiya could only bear the humiliation. Paarth spat again and smeared his spit all over her pretty face.

" There, much better. A messy face for a broken slut" he smirked.

"Today, you will learn why it is a bad idea to annoy me", said Paarth and with that lifted her and threw her on the bed.

Jiya didn't expect this. She knew it could happen but she didn't expect it to happen right now. There was nothing much she could do but get her cunt wet and accept what her boyfriend was going to do.