Picked up (only for Himself128 )

He loved her! It felt like he had just fucked her half to death, yet there she was, worrying first about his pleasure. It was incredible! He could not help but grin as he said "yes" and locked lips with her for a long, passionate kiss. The perfect woman was free! Free from that silly costume of bad upbringing! There she was. The woman he loved...
 
She blushes as he kisses her passionately, reaches down to stroke his cock: may i make your hard again, husband...i enjoy when you remind me, my place with your enormous cock...pppllleeeaaasssee? *kisses him* i enjoy giving you pleasure even when i dont like it...*kisses him again* i'm sorry i can't keep up with your needs but i am proud to have a husband that knows how to keep fucking me till he is pleased first...*kisses his chest, she knew her duty was to make him happy even if she dislike every second and did her best to comply knowing he had a harsh temper*
 
And he had thought he was the insatiable one! As he felt her tender hand tentatively touching his penis, he smiled and stroked the back of her wrist, as if to give her permission. "You may try", he said in a mock-majestic tone as he laid back and concentrated on the movement of her nimble fingers over his sensitive parts. And sure enough, he could soon feel himself getting hard again. Whether it was her firm, but soft stroking or simply the thought of experiencing all that again, he could not tell, nor did he care much.
 
She gently wrap her hands around his cock, stroking him gently. Look up at him as she kissed the head of his cock : its so big...do most men are as big as you? *leans over kissing him, glance down at his cock: its shocking how you manage to fill my asshole with your giant manhood..*shivers as she feels him now rock hard and ready to fuck her ass again*
 
"I do not look at what other men have that often, you know...", he said with a grin. "It seems to be more than enough for you, that's for sure. And that's good. How else are you going to know you have a man inside you! Be proud you can take all of it; you really can be proud."
 
She grabs the handkerchief on the side table to whip his cock dry and kisses the head of his cock: can you only fuck my ass when your cock is dry, husband? *kisses him* Feeling helpless to your dry cock remind me, i belong only to your enormous cock..*Kisses his neck as her nipple tease his chest* I understand you take my ass without my consent for my own well being...so i be a good wife to you..*she turns to get on all four, raising her ass up and parts her legs as she wipe her ass: I know i cry but its not just from the pain its from knowing you love me enough to raise me to be a good wife and mother to our kids..so please don't stop even if it hurt or i beg cause in my heart i know its for my own good, and from my loving husband...
 
To be perfectly honest, this was getting a bit too much. Was she mocking him? No. She sounded genuine. Genuinely submissive. Genuinely sorry for the trouble she had put him through. And did she just beg for painful sex? Well, it was an odd request, but he was certainly willing to grant her that, if she really wanted to. As he thought of fulfilling her wish, this odd predatory feeling came up in him again. He had enjoyed her cries of pain a little, even though he felt horrible admitting this now, outside that strange state.
"Yes, I can do that...", he said and put his hand on her ass.
 
She knew she had to earn his respect and prove she could be a proper wife to be allowed see her friends and family.Of course she hated anal but knew whether she wanted or not, she would be fucked up her asshole. She decided best try please him like a good wife knowing he would never let her free. She hated it but she might have accepted being his wife forever as there was no way out. She lay head on the pillow tense up as she felt his hands on her cheeks, whimpers knowing what was about to take place: Please remind my place with your enormous cock in my ass...husband...
 
He did not need to be told twice! His penis stiff again, he felt his way in, followed by a mighty thrust. She had begged to be reminded, and he would give her something to remember him by! As he stabbed into her, that new, but by now familiar feeling came back. He was on top of his prey again.
 
She threw her head back as she scream at the top of her lungs as he unexpectedly ram up her ass with a powerful thrust up her ass, pushing her face down in the pillow: aarrrghhh...please...harder...*tears running down her cheeks* pppplease punish me...for being a bad wife...i aarrghhh need it...hard...*whimpering knowing he won't show her mercy tonight*
 
His thrusts sure felt like punishment for her! Each one brought a shudder and a suppressed whimper and made her entire body shake. He was really giving his all, using so much force it felt like she would burst at each movement. And yet she endured it!
 
Her eyes bulges as she screamed with every powerful thrust, she clung to the bed in tears: please....harder...*crying as he thrust so hard, he lifts her off the bed with each thrusts** arrrrgggghhhh big....*crying as she was in so much pain already yet her husband just began punishing her for all the time she disobeyed him,humiliated him. He felt himself feeling so happy and proud of his wife*
 
"Harder"? He was already hitting her so hard he feared to hear that awful cracking of ribs every time he gave her another pounding! He tried to go even harder; sweat appeared all over his body as he focussed all his killer instinct, all his anger into her butthole.
 
She thought she would black out at a certain point but hang on a she wanted to prove herself to him: oh god... *her vision blurred by her tears as he held on to her possessively as he tare her ass open. His thrust met with sharp cries. It was the first time he fucked her so hard, she fear he kill her knowing he could fuck her hard and long.It was sure she be unable to walk straight after this night: ...arghhh...i'm....sorry...for being....a...bad...wife...arrghhh...god...its..arrghhh..hard...*clung to the foot of their bed, crying as he severely discipline her* arrrghhh...god..mgmgghhh ...*every thrust lifting her off the bed*
 
He could not go any harder, but even if he kept going at this rate... his heart was racing, his breathing short, but he kept thrusting so hard she would never forget it. He had not had a workout like this in a long time! It almost felt like he was literally ripping her apart, and every time he looked down on her, he expected to see a dead woman, yet there she was. Whimpering and even more exhausted than him (if that was even possible), but obviously quite alive.
 
She was clawing on the bed in tears as he tore her asshole open. It was worse than she imagined, every thrust hit the base of her rectum made her scream loudly..She shook her head crying as he didnt sem about to stop anytime soon: arrrghhh...owww...god...*parts her legs wider for him to give more access to her ass: aarrrghhh...owwww...shit...*tears running down her cheeks as he pound in her asshole like a madman*
 
He slowed down a little so he could enjoy it. This was exhausting, and it felt more like murder than any sex he had ever had. Ah! Much better... She was still crying (no wonder, given that she had to be agonizingly raw by now), but at least he was feeling something now.
 
She finally could catch her breathe as he slowed down thought the thrust were still powerful: arrghhhh...*claws the bed * arrrghhh...ssooo big...*raise her ass abit more for his pleasure*
 
He was now going very slowly, enjoying every bit of it as much as he could. He did not even have to move that much to punish her. He could feel the pain shoot through her with every bit that he moved in and out.
 
SHe clutched on the bed as he thrust in and out her raw ass,crying as he did not appear to stop soon: please...cum...in ...my asshole...husband..*hope convinced her as she doubt , she could handle any more*
 
That he did. Much quieter than the time before. He was much too exhausted to do anything after this second, violent round. This time, at least, he managed not to fall on top of her...
 
She collapse under him with cum deep in her ass, before her husband carried her to the washroom. He force her to have an enema that night and he washed her body that night before sleeping in bed with her in his arms. That morning he bought her flower, jewelry, even cuddle up watching tv.

The next day he end up having to work over time and travel during the week, every night fantasizing fuck her brains out till she could not walk.

Michael return home 2 weeks later, rested with gifts and a dirty mind. He arrived home and found her cooking in the kitchen in a short dress he bought her the week before..Just as he approach , she bend over to check the roat in the oven giving a nice view of her ass*
 
She had not noticed him yet... if he touched her now, she would probably get startled and roast her own head. On the other hand... he just could not resist. He grabbed her buttcheeks from both sides, yelling "surprise!"
 
She jump up almost dropping the roast, looks at him in disbelief: your mad..*quickly closes the over as she wash her hands: Your home early...i thought was next week...
 
"No, as it turns out. And that is not the only surprise, either". Without a further word, he lifted her dress. She was his. He knew that, and she knew that, and he knew she would immediately understand.
 
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