Dominated By Him
The wet, obscene sounds filled the room—skin slapping against skin, the squelch of her soaked pussy, her helpless moans.
"Who do you belong to?" I demanded, my fingers digging into her flesh.
"You—"
I spanked her hard. "Louder."
"You! I belong to you!"
"Who's the only one who gets to fuck you?"
"You are—only you—please, Vito, please—"
My hand found her throat again, tilting her face to mine. I could see her expression perfectly—the tears, the desperation, the overwhelming pleasure she couldn't hide.
"Come for me," I commanded, "Come on my cock like a good little wife."