*Note: This is based on a true story but the events described here are not entirely true. The names have been changed from the real-life people.*
I was exhausted. I flopped my arms down onto the table and rested my head on the hard, flat wood. However, I didn’t care about how hard the wood was or what it was made of. I just needed to rest my head.
After a long day of arguing with Jeff, all I needed was my boyfriend’s hard cock to split me open and punish me for all his problems.
I heard Aaron’s footsteps as I sat on the table, eager for him to dominate me once again.
He walked into the small room, a look on his face more exhausted than my own.
“Look, I have no time to explain to you and no good reason to,” he panted. “It’s more drama with my family. Look, I’m not a sadist and I don’t want to hurt you, but it’s best you just do what I say for the night.”
I felt sympathetic and stood up, walking over to his feet and kneeling in front of him. “I’ve told you countless times, that no matter what you decide to do to me, I’ll let you.”