Quit sassing me

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I've always had a bit of a sassy mouth on me, and my husband Nico has never been one to shy away from putting me in my place. But today, I took it too far. I don't even remember what I said to him, but I know it was something truly disrespectful.

Before I knew it, Nico had grabbed me by the arm and dragged me into our bedroom. He pushed me down onto the bed and climbed on top of me, his eyes blazing with anger.

"You're going to regret talking to me like that, young lady," he growled, his hands roughly grabbing at my clothes.

I tried to protest, to tell him that I was sorry and that I didn't mean it. But Nico was having none of it. He tore off my shirt, exposing my bra, and roughly fondled my breasts.

"You're mine, and you're going to learn to respect me," he said, his voice low and dangerous.

I was terrified, but there was also a part of me that was thrilled. I'd never seen Nico like this before, and I couldn't help but be turned on by his dominance.

He pulled down my pants and underwear, leaving me completely exposed. He spread my legs wide and smiled wickedly as he saw how wet I was.

"Look at you, so turned on by your punishment," he said, his fingers sliding easily inside me.

I moaned as he began to finger me, his thumb rubbing circles on my clit. I couldn't help myself, I was already close to orgasm.

Nico must have sensed this, because he pulled his fingers out and replaced them with his cock. He thrust into me hard, making me cry out in pleasure.

He fucked me rough and raw, punishing me for my earlier disrespect. I could feel every inch of him inside me, filling me up and claiming me as his.

I wrapped my legs around him, urging him deeper as I climaxed around him. Nico followed soon after, his cock twitching inside me as he came.

We lay there for a moment, panting and sweating. Nico looked down at me, a satisfied smile on his face.

"I hope you've learned your lesson," he said, his voice softening.

I nodded, feeling sheepish and embarrassed. I knew I'd crossed a line, and I was grateful to Nico for teaching me a lesson I wouldn't forget.

From now on, I'll think twice before sassing my husband. Because when it comes to discipline, Nico is always in charge.

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