My Husband Turned Me To His Maid

I tried not to think about everything he was doing to me, blanking my mind. I was ashamed of myself and my daughter would be of me too. I squeezed my eyes shut as he pushed deeper and deeper into me.

I stifled a m.o.a.n but he heard it. It encouraged him to go even more deeper until I could take no more of the p.l.e.a.s.u.r.e, I m.o.a.n.e.d out loud, yearning for more.

I was getting so close to o.r.g.a.s.m. I clamped my t.h.i.g.hs against his wrist and snapped my h.i.p.s up, once, twice, five times before I froze in exhaustion, she muscles in my t.h.i.g.hs and belly and bottom and head tense and quivering. I felt myself contract against his fingers.

Before I could recover from the first o.r.g.a.s.m, he rolled me onto my back and slipped inside me with full force and without warning. After the first thrust I could no longer hold it anymore my eyes shut tightly. He grabbed my b.r.e.a.s.t from behind him and squeezed them, playing with the n.i.p.p.l.e, squeezing it till I felt a mixture of pain and p.l.e.a.s.u.r.e. But more of pain.

I gasped as he thrust into me a second time and I m.o.a.n.e.d out. The p.l.e.a.s.u.r.e I felt was mind blowing and so was my stupidity and weakness.

Soon we both came undone, him with a growl and I with a sigh. He untied me and laid back on the bed his c.h.e.s.t heaving. He breathed in and out clearly exhausted from the s.e.x.

After he catched his breath he lifted his head up with his elbow and faced me.

"You enjoyed it right?" He asked smiling. He looked so happy and I felt a little bit of hope sear in my heart that I've gotten my husband back. My husband who used to be crazy about my body, but this was too much to hope for I should have known.

"You are nothing but a s.l.u.t." He laughed. "And I've proven that."

With that he got up from the bed wore his pants and left.

I cried. I sobbed. I died.