My Wife, My Pet

StFornicate

Sinful Salvation
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Erin and Tommy had been married for about six months, and things were going along fairly well. They had been dating for a few years; Tommy had a good union construction job, and Erin had a decent office job. One night, though, she went out with "the girls", some of her old friends from college. She got pretty drunk and wound up screwing some dude in the bar bathroom.

Needless to say, when Tommy got the pictures, he was less than pleased. In fact, he had gotten them on his phone, pretty much as it was happening. Apparently, somebody thought it would be funny to use her phone to take pics of her adulterous act, and send it to the contact titled "Hubby" in her phone.

It wasn't funny.

Tommy had gotten up. Sat up, waiting for her dumb, drunk ass to get home. He sat there with a belt and a bottle of whiskey, just waiting for the door to open.

Soon enough... It did.
 
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As the can drove from the bar, her alcohol clouded mind started to clear a bit. She got a sinking feeling in the pit of her stomach. Oh, fuck. What had she done?! Why had she done that? She loved Tommy. She really did. What could have made her want to mess around with another guy?

Granted it was just some pawing and some kissing, but that was bad enough. She tapped her forehead against the frosty cab window. She had to tell Tommy, but was scared to death.

When the cab pulled in front of their first home together, Erin got out and walked slowly, still staggering a bit, up the stairs. Taking a deep breath she opened the door and stepped in, her eyes going wide when she saw Tommy waiting for her.

"Oh, hey..." She said quietly. "I, uh, didn't think you'd be up still".

Her eyes narrowed on the belt in his hand.

"What's up with that?" She asked hesitantly, her drunken mind not making any connections, firing on the few pistons that seemed to be working.
 
"You've got a lot of nerve coming back here, after what you did tonight," Tommy growled, standing up. His six-foot frame towered over Erin, his grip on the belt tight, the veins in his forearms bulging in with anger. He was holding his phone in his other hand.

"Did you seriously think you could get away with it? How long has this been going on?" he demanded, his voice rising in anger.
 
Erin's eyes widened in shock and all of the blood drained from her beautiful face. Tears automatically filled her eyes and she took an instinctive step beck from the rage she saw shining in his eyes.

"I... How'd you...? Never mind. It doesn't matter how you know. I was goin to tell you I swear... I ... This was the first time .... I don't know why I did it .... The alcohol I guess..." She was stuttering and her voice was trembling violently.

"Tommy. I'm so sorry. I dont know what happened..."
 
"You dumb fucking bitch, don't lie to me," Tommy raged, and grabbed her by her arm. He pulled her towards him, turning as he did, and shoved her against the back of the couch in the living room. She hit the couch and tumbled over it, landing on her back on the floor on the other side.

"I should have known better than to trust you. I see your true colors, you fucking slut," he said, standing over her again, holding the belt menacingly. He reached down and grabbed her hair at the back of her head, pulling her head harshly upwards. "You are going to pay for this, whore," he grunted in her ear.
 
Erin cried out as he shoved her over to the other side of the couch. Her body hit the floor with a sickening thud and the breath momentarily left her lungs. Before she was able to breathe again Tommy was haulin her up by her hair, causing her eyes to water from pain.

"Tommy. Tommy, please stop!" She finally cried. "I'm not a whore. I was going to tell you. This was the first time. Please, baby. I love you! Ill do anything to prove it to you. Anything! Just believe me!" She shouted as he threatened her with his belt.

Her body shook so violently her teeth chattered. Tears streamed from her eyes causing her mascara to run.

"Tommy. Please!"
 
Tommy laughed, a dark, evil, twisted laugh. He was drunk, and angry, and he was going to teach this bitch wife of his a lesson in respect. He pulled her up by her hair and rolled her onto the couch.

And slapped her viciously across the face.

"You're my wife," he growled. "You belong to me. You wanna fuck around? There's a price to he paid for that." He grabbed the little skirt she wore and ripped it forcefully off her slender body...
 
The vicious slap caused her ears to ring and she not her cheek, tasting blood. Tears flowed from her eyes down her cheeks and onto her breasts as he tore her skirt from her tiny body.

She stared speechless at her enraged husband. He had never before treated her like this. And yet she had never cheated on him before.

"Tommy... What are you doing?" She cried. "You're hurting me!!!"

And yet when the skirt was gone... He could see her panties were drenched.
 
"Damn right, slut," he growled. He looked at her drenched panties. "Your fucking cunt is still full of cum you whore!" he yelled, and slapped her again!

This slap knocked her hard, but the sight of blood only fueled his rage. He grabbed her hair and rolled her down onto the floor yet again. He grasped her panties and tugged them down, and grabbed his belt and raised it, and the flat of it fell sharply across her exposed ass!
 
Erin screamed as the sting of the belt landed across her firm ass. Her back arched in pain and her body lurched, causing his hold on her hair to tighten. He said her pussy was full of cum but she knew it wasn't. She hadn't went that far with him. It was her own cum he saw. But he would never believe her.

Several more blows landed on her ass until she was sobbing with her face in the floor.

"I'm sorry!" She cried. "I'll do anything, ANYTHING to make it up to you... Please!" She screamed in desperation.
 
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