That Cheating Bitch! (closed)

He let her talk, not really giving a shit what she said, as he walked over to their laundry area and picked up a sock and a couple of silk neckties.

He came back to her, standing behind her while she begged him to reconsider things, and proceeded to try to stuff the sock in her mouth. He slapped her hard a couple more times until she let him, and then wrapped a tie around her head and tied it at the back.

"That should shut you up," he said. "All you get to say is yes or no, you worthless whore. Nod your head yes, shake your head no. Do you understand?" he said, as he wrapped the other tie around the top of her head, covering her eyes and tying it tight on her head.
 
Meredith felt ill as he rammed the sock into her mouth, and it didn't taste as though it had come out of the laundered basket, but rather those waiting to be washed.

She felt vulnurable, tied, and now she could neither beg and plead, or berate him. Worse, she saw him coming iwth another tie, and she worried that he might tie it around her neck, but what he did was almost as bad, tying it around her head, blindfolding her.

Her cheeks stung terribly, from his most recent slaps, and she knew there was a burning hand print blazened across her face.

Now, she couldn't even plead with her eyes, she was denied touch, sight, taste, and pretty much smell, thanks to the sock, leaving her only sense as sound, and she found herself listening intently, trying to guess what Jerry was planning to do.
 
He picked up the broken pool cue and looked at her. He lit a line of fire across her ass again, another red welt rising.

He was enjoying this entirely too much.

"Bitch, I asked you a question!" he said. "I expect a response!" He smacked across the front of her thighs with the cue this time, and loved the way she squirmed in pain, the way she screamed into her gag.

"You nod for yes and shake your head no. Do you understand?"
 
A very muffled "eumph" was heard when he welted her poor abused ass again with the pool cue, making her lose her balance, and jolting her shoulders and wrists again, before she was able to right herself. Her legs muscels were on fire from her position, and she couldn't even ask Jerry to lower her down a bit, not that he was likely to oblige her in his current mood, she thought sardonically.

Reminded of his question about understanding, she nodded her head frantically, not needing another welt across her ass to remind her.

She whimpered, her entire body trembling as she wondered what he was planning on doing to her next.
 
Jerry smiled his dark smile as he watched his wife nod vigorously, and then he did something unexpected.

He released the belt around her wrists, and let her fall to the floor. He quickly got a grip on her, wrenching her arms behind her back and binding them together again with the belt. He knew that somewhere in this house was a pair of handcuffs from an old halloween costume. He pondered for a moment the fact that he really ought to go out and get several items that he'd like to use on her, but for today he was going to have to wing it.

His cock was rock hard. For a moment he thought about fucking her face... But not yet. He had some more questions for her first. He grabbed her hair and forced her up to her knees. He found another belt in the laundry area, this one thicker, and decorated with steel studs along its length. He held it in his hand and let it hang down, and he draped it around her neck.

"Now, bitch, tell me... Are you a dirty nasty slut?"
 
Meredith could feel Jerry doing something to the ties that held her, then,suddenly released, she slumped to the floor. Her entire body was throbbing, as the muscles in her legs had not longer to remain taut, and the pressure in her wrists and shoulders was released.

She moaned relief and pain warring with one another, but before she had the chance to move, Jerry tied her wrists behind her back, and pulled another belt around her neck. She was really scared now, and she began to seriously worry that Jerry might murder her, God knows with his job he could drop her into a foundation somewhere, to be swallowed and sealed forever in a concrete tomb!!

Her heart was hammering.

"Now, bitch, tell me... Are you a dirty nasty slut?"

She began to shake her head furiously from side to side in absolute denial of his question. No, no she was not!! No way was she going to allow him to think that of her, and she would never admit it!!
 
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He pulled the belt away from her... And then whipped it across her back, hard, the snap of it loud, filling the basement.

"Then how come that fucking electrician is showing off pictures of you with cum all over your face?" he asked, and brought the thick, metal studded belt down on her back again, this blow knocking her to the floor.

He stood over her and bent down, grabbing her hair and pulling her back up to her knees. "Now tell me... Are you a dirty nasty whore of a slut?"
 
She shook her head in denial, and was still doing so as the belt lit a strip of fire across her back. She howled, but it was muffled by the sock in her mouth. He brought the belt down again, and again, and she screamed, but again, muffled by the sock.

Despite the fact she couldn't see, she began to crawl away on her knees, her hands were still tied behind her, and the part of her arms that the belt had hit, hurt like a bitch.

She kept shaking her head in denial, and crawling, and then she fell, rolling onto her shoulder, protecting her face, and she realised that she was beside the pool table.

Wriggling along on her belly, getting carpet burn on her bare tits, and her knees, she managed to get under the table, and she curled up into a ball, knowing that her refuge would be only temporary.
 
He laughed cruelly as he watched her trying to crawl away and hide from him, and he allowed her to get as far as the pool table. He grabbed her head and pulled her out from under the pool table.

He brought the belt down upon her ass again, causing her to yelp in pain. He pulled her to her feet only to throw her down on the pool table, bent over it, her ass in the air and exposed to him.

He examined her ass and then leaned over her, and whispered in her ear: "Did you let them fuck you in the ass, whore?"
 
Meredith squeeled as she felt her hair gripped, and she was pulled out from her hiding place, and felt the burn of the belt again, as Jerry lifted her effortlessly, and bent her over the pool table.

She heard his hissed question.

Did you let them fuck you in the ass, whore?"

She had never allowed Jerry to do that. He had suggested it once, several years ago, and she had asked him if he was gay, and that straight guys didn't want to do that. It was disgusting and he was a deviant!! She had, of course, let a few others, only a few nights ago, fuck her ass, and she had begged for it, but Jerry was mad enough as it was, he didn't need to know that.

Even more frantically this time, she shook her head, making a face that said she was disgusted by the idea!
 
He brought the belt down hard across her ass, first her left cheek and then the right. "Lying cunt! I can see your asshole has been quite well used, bitch!"

He grabbed the broken pool cue and hit her on the back of her thighs, her inner thighs, with it. He kicked her ankles to spread her legs, and then, viciously, rapped the smooth wood of the pool cue directly on her dripping wet pussy!

He rubbed the smooth end of the cue against her dripping pussy, smacking it every so often, before pressing the dripping wood up against her asshole.

"Now tell me the truth, cunt. Do you like getting fucked in the ass?"
 
Meredith was crying hardas jerry beat her with he belt and then the pool cue! Her mind was a whirl. Who the fuck was this electrician he spoke of??

She was still shaking her head, denying everything, unable to face the alternative. She turned crimson when he said her asshole looked well used!! And then he hit her pussy with the cue!! She screamed! She almost came as her clit throbbed hard in the aftermath!!

Still she shook her head and the nabe felt him pressing the end of the cue to her backdoor! She shook her head much more frantically now, trying to get him to stop! He wouldn't he simply wouldn't dare do that!!
 
"You do understand that every time you lie to me, you force my hand, right bitch?" he growled, pressing the cue harder against her asshole.

He was standing behind her now, his rock hard cock in his hand. "You deny me the pleasure of fucking your ass but give it up to Leo the 'lectrician? Fucking slut, that's all you are. A dirty nasty worthless fucking whore!"

He pressed the head of his cock up to her tender, used asshole.

The pleasure of forcing himself up inside her was just exquisite. He held on to her hips with his strong hands, and took her ass fully in a single thrust. The feeling of pushing inside her, every harsh inch, was almost enough to overwhelm him right then and cause him to blow his load deep in her bowels. He held it together, holding her squirming, writhing, beaten and bloody body down as he raped her asshole.
 
Meredith was furious. She felt him line himself up, and she began to fight like a wild cat. She kept flinging back her head, sursing him, although he could hear nothing more than her making a noise, due to the sock in her mouth. Her legs however, were free, and she kicked at him for all she was worth, not really getting any hits in.

She cried out, an long, loud distressed wail as he drove balls deep into her asshole, giving her no time to adjust, no gentle penetration. He withdrew and thrust, withdrew and thrust, and the pain subsided, and a deep, dark pleasure grew with in her, and as he raped her ass, she moaned with pleasure, her kicking having ceased completely, as her entire focus was on his dick in her ass.

She squeezed down on him, thinking to make him cum, but instead, it triggered her own orgasm, and withing less than twenty thrusts since he first entered her, she convulsed, her empty pussy clenching on nothing, and her ass squeezing him incredibly tight.
 
Jerry could tell his wife was cumming the moment her saw the way she moved and heard that throaty moan. He'd seen and heard that before, countless times, back in the good old days when they had been madly in love with each other and had fucked each other constantly.

Now, he was just angry. He pulled out of her. "Fucking cunt!" he grunted. "I didn't give you permission to cum!" he said, and brought the belt down hard across the length of her back, twice, the second blow cutting her back open. He watched her blood pool there, and coagulate as she groaned in pain into her gag.

"You don't fucking get it, do you, you filthy little cumslut. You belong to me, and I'm gonna make sure you really understand that."

He grabbed her and threw her down on the ground, but a moment later picked her up and forced her to her knees. "Now open your mouth. You will suck my cock. God help you should I feel any teeth."
 
The pain from the first slap of his belt hurt like Hell, but hot on the heels of her orgasm, it simply intensified the waves of her climax, making her moan even louder, and shudder harder, but the second time it hit, the studded side hit her, and tore at her flesh, and she passed out from the pain.

When she came to, only a few seconds later, he was calling her a cunt, and shouting at her.

"You belong to me, and I'm gonna make sure you really understand that."

On her knees now, with the sock pulled out, her mouth feeling dry, and as she opened her mouth to breathe, he rammed his cock in. The taste was gross, and she gagged as he thrust in, her throat closing tightly around his meat as it objected to the intrusion.
 
Jerry really loved watching her gag on his cock, her disgusted reaction to the taste and smell of her ass. He started fucking her face; a face that had been very pretty earlier today, but was now bloody and swollen with how he had beaten her.

A stream of profanity fell from his lips as he thrust his cock down her throat over and over, repeatedly telling her how much of a slut she was, how worthless she was, how she didn't deserve him and how she did deserve every bit of pain he was giving her.

Finally, he released her, throwing her down on the ground in a heap. He knelt over her and jerked his cock right in front of her face. A moment later, his seed spewed across her face, covering her, getting in her hair and eyes.

He grabbed her and forced her to her knees yet again. He wrapped a belt around her neck and attached it to a other one, and together they were long enough to tie off to the beam above. He left her enough slack to kneel, but not lay down. Her hands were still bound behind her neck. He gagged her again with the dirty sock, not cleaning any of his cum off her face, and the last thing he said before he left her there like that was

"You belong to me, bitch."

He turned off the light as he went upstairs to ponder what to do with her next.
 
She knelt there, hurt and humilliated, the pressure of the belt on her neck a horrible reminder of the predicament she found herself in. She had no opportunity to drink, to rinse out her mouth, and the disgusting taste of her ass lingered, mixed with the sweaty sock in her mouth.

Hours passed, and his spunk dried on her face, in her hair, and she mused as to what jerry would do with her. At one point, she lost her balance and the belt tightened, and she thoughtshe might choke. She imagined it'd be pretty hard for jerry to avoid a death sentence, if she was found bloody and bruised, hung in his basement, and for one split second she thought it would serve him right, but the will to survive won through, and she came back to her knees again.

She thought on what had happened, and her heart began to race adrenalin pumping, and to her shock, her clit began to pulse, especially when she recalled how jerry had bent her over and just taken her ass, forcing his way in, calling her every foul name
 
After he went upstairs, the first thing Jerry did was take a shower. He shaved, cleaned himself up, put on some nice clothes. And then he left. He met some buddies at a bar. He picked up a smoking hot woman, easily the hottest broad in the bar, and he brought her home after several drinks.

He fucked her in the living room. She was loud. Jerry got a certain satisfaction from knowing his wife could hear them fucking. When they were done he called her a cab and sent her on her way, and then went back down to see how the bitch was doing.

He had a flashlight, which was the only light he turned on. He shined it in her face as he stood in front of her. "Well I feel a bit better," he said, looking down at her. "Hungry yet? Thirsty?"
 
Meredith was seething!! That cheating bastard!! She'd cut his dick off, chop it up, fry it, and feed it to him, before she murdered him!!

When the noisiest fucking whore in the lot was sent on her way, Jerry arrived down the stairs.

He shone the light on her.

"Hungry yet? Thirsty?"

She nodded, she was both. She looked at him with big eyes, hurt eyes, and hoped he untie her. Her eyes were glittering with fury, but she hoped he'd think it was unshed tears!
 
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