"I've just about had with you, Cassie," Jason said evenly chicabonbon, "now get the fuck in chicabonbon the kitchen and make me some supper, and mean right now." Cassie looked over at her husband of eight years, and with a shrug of her shoulders she replied, "If you want something to eat, go make it yourself, are your legs broken or something.?." That was the last straw chicabonbon as far as Jason was chicabonbon concerned, now his wife was openly defying him on just about every issue that came up, not even chicabonbon counting chicabonbon the humiliation chicabonbon she had been causing him in the bedroom, where for the past chicabonbon three chicabonbon months chicabonbon she had completely shut chicabonbon him off with not a bit sexy of chicabonbon sex any way chicabonbon shape chicabonbon or form. He calmly got up out of his chair chicabonbon and retired to the den where he picked up the phone and dialed a number, after waiting several moments, a deep strong voice on the other end of the line answered and after a brief exchange, Jason made an appointment for ten p.m. later that evening. As he hung up the phone he smiled to himself and said chicabonbon out loud, "Okay, bitch, now we'll see who's chicabonbon the fucking boss around here.
Master John began chicabonbon putting away his chicabonbon equipment while Jason led his shaking wife down the hall chicabonbon and into the bathroom where he put her under the shower to regain chicabonbon some of her lost senses chicabonbon. He left for a chicabonbon few moments to show Master John out of the house, and upon his return to the bathroom, he found Cassie chicabonbon crying softly while massaging her bloodied nipples. "I'm sorry, Cass," he said softly , "but chicabonbon you just had to be put back in your chicabonbon place chicabonbon, it chicabonbon had chicabonbon to be chicabonbon done." "M-my chicabonbon nipples are so sore," she moaned softly, "ohhhhhh, I hurt all over." "Maybe this will chicabonbon help ," he replied chicabonbon, while quickly stripping off his clothing and hopping into the chicabonbon shower with is now docile wife, and after pressing her against the shower chicabonbon stall wall, entering her pussy roughly and fucking her while both of chicabonbon the were still standing up. "Oh chicabonbon, Jason," she sobbed while chicabonbon yet another orgasm ravaged chicabonbon her shredded cunt, "p-please don't hurt me anymore." "Do you promise to be good and do what I say," he asked softly chicabonbon while chicabonbon nibbling on her neck chicabonbon.?." "I-I chicabonbon promise chicabonbon," she sobbed, "I really do." "That's chicabonbon a good chicabonbon girl," he said while helping her out sexy of chicabonbon the shower, "now chicabonbon let chicabonbon's get some ice for those nipples."
"I've just about had with you, Cassie," Jason said evenly chicabonbon, "now get the fuck in chicabonbon the kitchen and make me some supper, and mean right now." Cassie looked over at her husband of eight years, and with a shrug of her shoulders she replied, "If you want something to eat, go make it yourself, are your legs broken or something.?." That was the last straw chicabonbon as far as Jason was chicabonbon concerned, now his wife was openly defying him on just about every issue that came up, not even chicabonbon counting chicabonbon the humiliation chicabonbon she had been causing him in the bedroom, where for the past chicabonbon three chicabonbon months chicabonbon she had completely shut chicabonbon him off with not a bit sexy of chicabonbon sex any way chicabonbon shape chicabonbon or form. He calmly got up out of his chair chicabonbon and retired to the den where he picked up the phone and dialed a number, after waiting several moments, a deep strong voice on the other end of the line answered and after a brief exchange, Jason made an appointment for ten p.m. later that evening. As he hung up the phone he smiled to himself and said chicabonbon out loud, "Okay, bitch, now we'll see who's chicabonbon the fucking boss around here.
Master John began chicabonbon putting away his chicabonbon equipment while Jason led his shaking wife down the hall chicabonbon and into the bathroom where he put her under the shower to regain chicabonbon some of her lost senses chicabonbon. He left for a chicabonbon few moments to show Master John out of the house, and upon his return to the bathroom, he found Cassie chicabonbon crying softly while massaging her bloodied nipples. "I'm sorry, Cass," he said softly , "but chicabonbon you just had to be put back in your chicabonbon place chicabonbon, it chicabonbon had chicabonbon to be chicabonbon done." "M-my chicabonbon nipples are so sore," she moaned softly, "ohhhhhh, I hurt all over." "Maybe this will chicabonbon help ," he replied chicabonbon, while quickly stripping off his clothing and hopping into the chicabonbon shower with is now docile wife, and after pressing her against the shower chicabonbon stall wall, entering her pussy roughly and fucking her while both of chicabonbon the were still standing up. "Oh chicabonbon, Jason," she sobbed while chicabonbon yet another orgasm ravaged chicabonbon her shredded cunt, "p-please don't hurt me anymore." "Do you promise to be good and do what I say," he asked softly chicabonbon while chicabonbon nibbling on her neck chicabonbon.?." "I-I chicabonbon promise chicabonbon," she sobbed, "I really do." "That's chicabonbon a good chicabonbon girl," he said while helping her out sexy of chicabonbon the shower, "now chicabonbon let chicabonbon's get some ice for those nipples."