01-15-2015, 12:10 AM
I have the weird blessing of staying married to the ultimate petty tyrant. Talk about **** slapping: 1st the year I met she wanted me to leave--she could not come to throw me out. So she got on top with me inside and methodically slapped me and slammed my head on the floor if my mouth reached for her nipples. Towards the end I was reduced to an infant. Still, she would then graze a nipple over my mouth and pull it from me. When I was hysterical for her maternal reward she finally would nurture me and soothe her little baby Shhh, Shhhh, Shhh while stroking the top of my head. She would get her body in rhythm. Shhh would get faster & more intense and she fucked me to death while I teethed and suckled.
Both of us were gone into another world of primal eroticism, and ALWAYS we came together, and pretty violently. This became a habit (8-9 times) until it got too crazy, and she actually made me leave. I had a near fatal car crash within a month (drunk & fleeing the police). After the hospital and many stitches I was taken to a jail cell. I called her to bail me out, she took me to my parents in miserable shape and head mostly bandaged, but had a change of heart--she took me home with her.
Oh, you have no idea what she could do to me. I HAD to learn detachment.
Both of us were gone into another world of primal eroticism, and ALWAYS we came together, and pretty violently. This became a habit (8-9 times) until it got too crazy, and she actually made me leave. I had a near fatal car crash within a month (drunk & fleeing the police). After the hospital and many stitches I was taken to a jail cell. I called her to bail me out, she took me to my parents in miserable shape and head mostly bandaged, but had a change of heart--she took me home with her.
Oh, you have no idea what she could do to me. I HAD to learn detachment.