by King Ellie
“When I tell you to come to me, you come to me, do you hear me, bunny?”
Before I could even answer his question, I felt the rough grip as he shoved his hand in my panties and pinched my clit. The impact of it all caused me to moan in a way that I knew my receptionist wouldn’t look me in the eye anymore.
“Yeeeesssss, baby,” I tried my best to answer as Kash began playing around with my pussy.
His other hand still had a fist full of my hair gripped right at my scalp.
“You listen and you listen to me very well, bunny. Don’t ever fuck with me the way that you did. I forgive you just as much as you forgive me, I will always forgive you, be patient with you until you get to your full potential but don’t test me when I’m giving you your punishment. In this dynamic, you have no say in when I want to come or where I’ll come. If I have to let my cum go down the drain instead of down your throat or in your pussy then that’s what the fuck I’ll do. You don’t deserve my cum, bunny and you know that. Suffer from the consequences, take it like a big girl so that way, I can fuck you like the little slut that you are. I’m going to make you scream until you bring me back my whore. You know I love her the most, she lets me do whatever the fuck I want to her. She lets me cum on her tits, her ass, in her ass so I can watch the way it drips out of every hole that I’ve claimed for my own. You know my favorite thing that she does is let me rain my cum all over her, spreading it out with my dick making her body my masterpiece. Tell her I’m waiting for her appearance Mila but for now, shut the fuck up and kiss me.”
Ladies and Gentlemen, my husband, the best motherfucker in my life, scratch that, in the world, Kash Emerson.
****
If I thought that punishment with the love ball was something then when I got home from work, it made me realize Kash had set something different up for me. The moment I walked into the house and knowing that Cherise was spending the night here watching Jordy, Kash was up to something. He was home early, which wasn’t really a bad thing or surprising anymore, we made sure to come home no matter what unless things were really hectic and if they were, we would always call or text.
All of this was working out great but the worst part about it all was that Kash had yet to come inside of me or anywhere on my body, he kept that from me, and it was driving me crazy. It was going on three weeks right now and I didn’t know how much longer I could keep up with that without breaking down and sobbing my pregnant heart out. It was something odd though that the more he kept from me, the more he deprived me of, I wanted to fuck him even more. Jump his bones anywhere I could just to fuck up his punishment but all that did was earn me an even worse punishment. My ass cheeks have been sore for getting spanked almost every night and the pain traveled through every part of my body, soul and mind.
I met Kash in the hall near our room and then he walked us into our bedroom, locking it behind him, I turned to face him, and he had a smirk on his face.
“You thought this was over, didn’t you, Bunny?”
I shook my head with the biggest smile on my face.
“There’s no way that I’d think that was the end of the punishment, babe.”
Kash smiled something wicked and I stood there waiting for what he wanted to do next. Kash cocked a brow as he removed his tie first making sure that it was long enough, before he could say anything or order me to do a thing, I stretched my arms out as I waited for him to do what I knew would probably leave me sore in the best way. Kash playfully scoffed as he wrapped his light blue checkered tie around my wrist tight. I winced at the pain of it all, but I didn’t get a chance to truly relish in it because Kash wrapped a hand around my throat obscuring my airway. He narrowed his eyes as he squeezed a bit tighter and tighter seeing just when he fully had me in his full grasp. He cocked a brow; I knew that was a warning that things could get harsher if I didn’t obey him. I bit my lip for a moment challenging him but then I began breathing through my nose. If I wasn’t pregnant, then I would’ve pushed Kash as far as I could take him.
Kash got all up in my face,
“tell me, bunny… you like to push my buttons, don’t you? Lately, I’ve noticed something, you want to know what it is?”
I blinked.
“Yes, I would.”
Kash smirked.
“Hmm, earn it, slut.”
I knew that I was never the average girl, I had no problem admitting it even when it came to how Kash talked to me when he was being rude or was it called something else? I shuddered with anticipation because although I had a dirty mouth Kash’s mouth was full of words that would have him slapped by the average woman or maybe cursed out, it was Kash, he’d probably like it.
“How?”
I fluttered my brows for added measure and that smirk on his face became wicked, close to looking pure of evil intent along with the dark glint in his eyes; my baby, my everything so ready to hurt me, shame me and change life for me once more. He knew what I needed even before I needed and there’s nothing I can say to that because this was what I want.
Kash yanked me flush to his body, pulling me with such hard force that I stumbled into his body, yet he didn’t budge; my fucking hero. Before I could utter another word, Kash kissed me like he had lost his mind. He bit my lip, sucking on it causing me to feel like I was already losing my mind. The type of punishment that Kash was giving this time around was less physical and more of a mental thing. He was using my mind to break me causing me to yearn for him in such a way that I could still feel him when I straddled him and fucked him earlier in my office.
Kash and I had memories everywhere in the house but this was something else. This was a level that I was never going to want to be knocked down from. Kash let my mouth roughly go, as he let my body go much gentler than that.
“Walk,” he ordered me.
I turned on my heel walking passed everything as I made my way into our walk-in closet. I didn’t even stop for anything knowing that Kash was following me. I shuddered as I felt his hands on my waist while I put the code to our favorite place. When I entered, the room turned on glowing in dark blue instead of the neutral color that it was before. That wasn’t the only different thing, I noticed that the room, the stations, and our toys were rearranged.
“I like what you’ve done to the place,” I say to him.
“Good, now, you see that I got you a special throne for you. Take your clothes off and get situated there so I can properly remind you who the fuck I am Mila.”
Gooseflesh appeared on my body. This was the Kash that scared me at first because I thought he didn’t know when too much was too much. Now, I knew that he could not only stop himself, but he could also make it so painful, I wouldn’t be able to get out of bed for a couple days, but I never hated it. I never thought him a monster, I thought of him as my savior, the only man that could ever change things for me in this world and he did.
I looked at what he called my throne. It was a special type of black leather bondage couch. The dip was just right that I didn’t need to lay down flat on it and it wouldn’t hurt our baby. I removed my dress, shoes and anything else that was getting in the way, I didn’t bother to put my hair up because in here, Kash loved pulling on it. When the last thing came off, I made my way to the couch, the blue light made the entire room seem less sinister and much more accepting as if I needed that.
I positioned myself in the chair as I was on my knees poking my ass out. Lately, Kash’s spanks hurt so much that tears came out of my eyes. He was pushing me to a new level, and I didn’t know where to go but up from here.
“I’m ready.”
“I didn’t fucking ask you now did I, my favorite whore?”
I smiled at his words. I loved how he became when we were in this room. If anyone wanted to meet the unaltered, raw version of Kash then they needed to come in here. This was Kash Emerson, the real man that I married. The one who just stepped up behind me and before I could do a thing slapped my exposed pussy so hard that I had to clutch the leathe
r hard, my nails dug into the couch. I didn’t get a chance to say anything as Kash slid inside of me with no warning causing me to gasp crazily.
The surprise was from not knowing that he was going to do this. The crazy bit was that I was dripping wet the moment he tied my wrists together. There was no way for me to separate my hands, all I could do is hold on tight as Kash pounded into me. I felt like a rag doll, one who would be used over and over in an insane way. I felt my entire body as it shifted. There was nothing presentable about the way Kash was fucking me. He was taking me so raw that hot tears made their mark on my face. I had never felt such love from being fucked. It drove me out of my mind and the only thing I could do now was open my mouth screaming like a bitch in heat.
“Kash! Oh, fuck me! Fuck! I love you! Please, please, pleasssseeeeee,” I screamed out.
“What. Are. You. Begging. Me. For!” He pounded each word making me feel like his dick was ripping me apart.
“Cum, Kash, please fill me with your cum. I want to be your favorite whore again. Please!”
I was practically sobbing at this point for him to make my body see and feel who owns it. There was no other man’s cum but Kash’s for me. I didn’t want that, I wanted him.
“Shut the fuck up, slut. Take this dick like the good little slut that you are. Show me that you can at least take it even if you don’t deserve it. You think you deserve it? Tell me!” Kash bellowed as he speared through my entire body.
The friction of it all and the way that his magic fingers still found their way to my clit causing all types of reactions to come from me drove me wild.
“I deserve it, Kash. Fuck, I’m sorry. For everything. I’m sorry.”
Kash chuckled at my words like a fucking demon sent to me from the lowest pit of hell.
“Fuck your sorry, bunny. I don’t need that shit. I’m not asking you for your apology, I want to know if you’re going to stop running from my dick. I don’t like that shit, bunny. Get that ass back here.”
I was so close, and I was starting to lose my damn sight. This was going to be intense and I was bracing myself for it.
“Make me your whore, Kash. Shower me with your cum, make me a masterpiece, make me fucking beautiful. Give me back my title, show me that I am your wife, that I am Mrs. Emerson.”
With those words, Kash stopped completely. I knew he was close and him stopping made me want to cry even more. The tears silently fell out of my eyes but before I could turn around, Kash turned me around securing me in his arms. He sat me up on the couch then he began stroking his dick, he stood to make me eye level with his show but before I could comment or look up at him, he came all over my face, my tits, my stomach and if I didn’t know it before, I knew it now. I could come from being cummed on. Kash made me even more beautiful and I would never want this for anyone else ever again.
Kash forgave me, the punishment wasn’t over, but it was only the beginning. Everything in our room was new which means that Kash wanted to continue punishing me throughout my pregnancy and after when I was ready to fully take the harsher kind. Kash grabbed my jaw with his left hand, he leaned in, his eyes full of joy as he spoke.
“That’s my favorite whore,” He pulled me in for a kiss then he let go again. “I love you, Mila Emerson.”
I smiled at Kash.
“I love you too, Kash. I always will, for forever forever.”
“You fucking better because I’m not letting this shit happen again. No more talks for separation, divorce or none of that shit. I’m not fucking playing, bunny. Don’t fuck with my heart like that.”
I smirked.
“Then act the fuck right, Kash. Punish me correctly so I can never have a reason to ever leave you.”
“Fuck, I’m going to fuck you sore and come inside you so many times. Since you still disobeyed me and you still ran from my dick, you’ll won’t suck my dick for two weeks.”
My eyes widened.
“Wait! Kash, don’t do that to me! You know I love to suck your dick just as much as you like eating my pussy. What if I told you that you couldn’t eat me out, huh?” I taunted.
Kash let go of my jaw as he dropped to his knees. He placed my legs over his shoulders and showed me just how much he could eat me out plus how long he could go without breathing. I love my husband and although our marriage isn’t perfect, this was us.
Marriage Ever After. We have a long way to go but our union won’t ever part. Kash won’t allow it and neither will I.
Epilogue
Kash
Therapy was the right call for our family. Without it, I’m pretty sure we would’ve been done by now. Me living in another house while Mila was selling our family home or something like that. Even the thought of that happening, shook me to my core. None of that would’ve ever made me happy. I would’ve been miserable for years to come.
Even if I wasn’t in the situation now, I just knew that outside of Mila, I would never love another woman. It wasn’t in me. I wasn’t built that way and I was okay with that. I didn’t fantasize about being with another woman because the one that I had, drove me crazy. In a good way and other times in a bad way. Is it weird to say that I’m glad her disorder was very apparent to the point that we were able to fortify our relationship? This was different than the first time I had fallen in love. I swear I loved Mila even more now more than before.
Lately, as Mila slept all I could do was watch her. She was so beautiful, I reached out rubbing her growing belly, she was about six months now and I couldn’t wait to see our baby boy soon. I have never been so excited yet nervous about becoming a father again. I mean, I trusted myself with Jordan but now, I was having a boy. I didn’t know what I was going to do, if I was going to be a good father or even if he would love me. These issues I made sure to tell Dr. Harrison in my personal sessions. I loved the family therapy but both Mila and me agreed to have our own sessions. It wasn’t that we didn’t trust each other enough to speak but it was that we needed somewhere to be our outlet.
What we had our love, was enough but not enough at the same time. We needed help, to heal, to be better communicators and to understand that without the truth, our marriage would’ve fallen apart. Without my wife getting the help that she needed, my Mila, my bunny wouldn’t want me right now. Though I’d be fighting to keep her with me, she would think she wasn’t enough instead of now, where the medications regulated her, the exercises that we do and the many steps we take to ensure that our family remains in the one piece that it should be in.
Marriage isn’t easy but neither is being complicated. I learned that the moment I chose to marry Mila, that’s when I signed my everything over to her. Not in the terms of paper but even then, she had that too but in terms of my heart, my soul, my body, my good and my bad. Nobody is perfect, not me not Mila but the ones that we saw were perfect in our eyes was Jordan and our soon to be here, Kash Jr. I have never felt so proud to share my name before. To go through the process of not only being a father to a little girl but also soon a little boy who will see that I won’t ever force him to do something he doesn’t want to do or make him believe that the only way to feel love is with pain. My children will see that I love their mother, I would do anything for her and even withstand staying in jail because a man thought it was okay. None of that mattered to me, all that did was my bunny. She was my center, my ups and my downs. She was my ever after and I just hope that every single day, she remembers that I am her ever after as well.
Marriage isn’t easy but neither are humans.
The End
Letter from the author:
Hello readers,
Thank you so much for being with me through this journey. First, I want to thank my beta groups for sticking with me and reading this. I love ya’ll. Second, I want to get real with you for a moment, what my character Mila went through, I wanted to bring awareness to. Please! Please! Please! Make sure you always go not just for a physical evaluation but also a psych one when you don’t feel like yourself. There
is no shame in being careful whether you’ve just had children now or later.
The world has changed, and more research is being brought out to help us all understand that we can get the best help available to us. Don’t hesitate to figure it out if you don’t feel like yourself. It does not mean you’re a bad parent, a healthy mind is the biggest and most essential thing we’ll ever need.
I love you all once again.
Xoxo
K.E.
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By: King Ellie
Francesca
After my father died, I left Brunswick, Georgia because everything reminded me of him. I couldn’t handle all the bullshit that came with it. Yet, here I was not even months later, because I had to make sure everything of his was settled from his properties to assets. I met up with his best friend, a lawyer when he felt like it or for his special clients and all around my crush since I could last remember, Graham Emerson.
Here I was sitting in front of him, not knowing what the fuck to do because he was talking, and I was staring at his beautiful face. He was exceptionally sexy to me and I didn’t know what to do about it. I had more wet dreams about Graham Emerson than any other man in the world and till this day, he didn’t know it. The moment I was going to confess that I wanted to fuck him, he showed up at one of the social parties with a girlfriend, fucking Savannah. She was your typical beauty. Homely yet looked like a sex kitten when she had to spice it up a bit. I hated her because she was able to get with Graham, moan his name at night and ride his dick when she pleased but me, I was stuck not fucking him. Tuh! It was bullshit if you ask me.