I squirmed and fought against his grip, desperately pleading for him to release me. "Let me go, Michael!" --- I cried out, my voice filled with a mixture of fear and desperation. But my resistance was in vain as he forcefully brought me back to the bed, trapping me in a position where I lay helpless beneath him. He held my arms up high, overpowering me with his strength. No matter how hard I tried, I couldn't break free from his grasp.
The coldness in his gaze intensified, sending shivers down my spine. I had never seen Michael in this light, which terrified me. My heart raced, my knees trembled uncontrollably.
"You think you can escape from me? You want to leave me again?" he seethed with anger, his voice laced with venom. I felt a surge of helplessness wash over me as I realized the extent of his possessiveness and control.
"I hate when someone disobeys me," he spat with disdain, his words dripping with contempt. "Now shut the fuck up, you slut. This is all your fault."
My eyes filled with tears, a mixture of fear, anger, and sorrow. I felt physically and emotionally trapped as the weight of his dominance pressed down upon me.
He ripped my whole dress and exposing undies, I cover myself for protecting myself.
"I told you many times, do not run away again from me, I told you many times, you are fucking mine."
" I will never be yours, never be yours. I hate you!" He try to hold me and controls me again eventually I slapped him on his face that causing him to pause that I almost stop for what I did. I never slap or even hurt Michael, because I will never hurt him but this time I feel guilt in my stomach. I feel so sorry for what I did but he never understand!
"Come here and you have to learn your lesson" He gets a rope that tight my whole body, no chance to escape again. Biding in front of him naked so that he can do anything he wants, as he tries to put his fingers to my womanhood makes me squirm trying to deny it.
"You have to learn how to respect me or else this will become your routine, every day I remind you, that you are mine."
My eyes were wide at his cruel expressions and my mind blanked to what was happening, as I try to run away from him but my heart trembled and tears fell from my eyes. He kisses me rough with so much brutality that I can't take it anymore until I stop resisting his own will. I can't take it anymore, he just wanted to prove who is the master of me, the hurting and pressure of his hands that made me feel in pain and less of me. Those expressions that he showed me make me feel like nothing more than an object that can be thrown away after he's done using it.
He let my ass expose to him and whipped me as he wants, every splash makes my flesh ache, I feel the blood come running to its flesh, and I feel so much pain. I feel empty, feel anxious, and sad and his whips make me even numb from the things he wants me to take away.
"I told you, never disobey me! you fucking. dirty. little. slut!" Six whips the pain in moan I felt, gasping some air as he grabbed my hair up. This is torture and I do not deserve this.
"Please. Stop, please it pains so much" He never listen until it reach the point I did not say it anymore my nerves get numb and I couldn't breathe and the air I wanted made me feel limited to my lungs. I feel dizzy and couldn't figure out the vision of the place. By his whips I feel I am getting drained from my blood, I can feel it drips and feel the pain, flesh to flesh
I couldn't make it anymore, I want to rest. I want to sleep and will not wake up anymore if that is what he wants.
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Michael Ledford
I was miserable, I miss Jenna Monleon so badly, I miss her sweet taste everything from her. But what she did, she left me because of that man name Jereme. Every girl is the same, they slut who want money and wanting for games. I couldn't make it that I feel hurt drunk for clubs. I do not care about this bitches I fucked with and I am already ruined so it doesn't matter. As the clubs end to get to my condo bringing other bitch and having sex with them, never get attached to it, and never felt the same as I felt about Jenna. But she cheated on me, if she loves me she must not leave me, Dammit!
" Fuck, Fuck, Daddy! fuck me!" The bitch that I pounding my dick inside of her I am not pleased. I feel nothing and bored.
I miss Jenna's pussy so bad her sweet nectar, and her smell good of her rose between her thighs are so fucking tight. I get bored and I did not continue it anymore the bitch complain and seems not happy, I gave her money to shut up but still did not listen I slapped her and dragged her out to my condominium. Because of my anger, I throw some of the things out of my place and feel desperate to find Jenna but I feel she doesn't want me anymore. I want her back, I want my baby back.
I will do my best to get her, whether she likes it or not, she cannot stop me, if she sees me as a monster then let my monster out of the shell, if that is the way I could stop her from leaving me I will do it. I do not care anymore of people may think. I will get revenge, pleasure her, and fuck her until she can have my child.
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